Landing on Plebe

Who: Canazza, Keto
Where: Starbug En Route to Plebe
When: When they're in the Starbug en route to Plebe, heh.
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<<SNIP>>
> Canazza peered around the door and spotted Keto
> in the pilot seat.
>
> "And if he finds out i'm here he'll probably try
> and inject my arse with blue fluid again..."
<<END SNIP>>
Canazza ducked back behind the door in an attempt to remain
undetected. Unfortunately his balance, still slightly thrown off by
the combination of alcohol remnants in his bloodstream and
dehydration in his brain due to the hangover, betrayed him. His heel
caught an unstable stack of cargo crates, which fell to the floor of
the Bug with a crash.
Keto leapt to his feet, simultaneously pulling a particularly vile-
looking ointment from his backpack in a demister bottle.
"Who's there?" he said, "Come out with your hands above your head
or you'll suffer a fate worse than death!"
"Won't I suffer one of those if I come out?" called back a subdued
voice from the rear of the craft.
"...perhaps," admitted Keto grudgingly, "But if you don't then
it'll be a fate worse than a fate worse than death. And I'll throw
in Mini-Phil, too - he owes me a favour for not ointmentating him."
"I'M COMING OUT NOW!" yelled Canazza, diving through the door and
falling to the floor with an audible thud.
"Oh," muttered Keto, recognising him and stowing the demister
bottle away inside his jacket, "It's you. I thought it might have
been somebody marginally threatening."
"Hey, I could be marginally threating," protested Canazza, standing
up and massaging his aching jaw where it had collided with the deck.
"Of course you could be," breezed Keto, waving a hand in the
air, "Now look, we're on the way to Plebe to get a piece of the
superpower-bestowing moon rock for me so I can be extremely rich
and/or powerful. You have two options. First option is, you can
help me and maybe bathe in my reflected glory when I'm semi-
omnipotent."
"What's the other option?" asked Canazza, genuinely curious.
Keto simply took the demister bottle out and shook it.
"Where are we landing, doc?" said Canazza quickly, taking up the co-
pilot's seat.
"Next to the landing site of the official away team," stated
Keto, "I'm predicting they will have headed towards some Plebian city
by now, so we should be safe to land there, reconnoitre for a little
while, then head off to the moon if we don't find a decent superpower-
bestowing source on the planet. Oh, and we're going to be hitting
the atmosphere in about three seconds, so you might to..."
The Bug jolted violently, flinging Canazza across the cabin.
"...fasten your safety harness," shrugged Keto, as he brought the
Bug in to land.
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OOC: Anyone from the official away team hanging around your landing
site, feel free to tag from here...otherwise, I'll bumble along with
this in a bit. :)