Rejoinationingness

--- In JMC_Blue_Dwarf@yahoogroups.com, "Becca" <Exxbang@a...> wrote:
> OOC- can i suggest compulsary who where whens to stop confusion.
>
> i think we are in two groups right?
> seymour, jay, alotta and phil
> dean, dante, tara, amber, keats and Jack
> oh, and Keto and Canazza make another....
> right???
OOC - Yup, that's what I'd figured too. However, I'll try to bring
it down to just two groups by the end of this post, heh.
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IC:
Who: Keto & Canazza
Where: Somewhere near the city, in the undergrowth
When: Okay, so the whens aren't nearly as important
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"I don't think we're going the right way, you know."
"Oh, and what makes you think that?" growled Keto as he brushed
aside another branch, his momentary lack of concentration causing it
to hurtle aside, snapping off and shattering against a nearby trunk.
Canazza instinctively ducked, upsetting his ankles again and causing
him to fall over with a yell.
"I'm getting tired of you holding me up! Get up and come on!"
snapped the good doctor, hauling Canazza up with one arm and
resisting the temptation to accelerate him through the atmosphere.
He was quite surprised, therefore, when Canazza fell back
down...while Keto was holding him by the arm. They both frowned.
"What the smeg...?" blinked Canazza.
"Look, we don't have time to be playing around!" said Keto, and
grabbed him by the shoulder. Or rather, tried to. Instead of
grabbing the injured victim, Keto's hand passed right through his
shoulder as if it wasn't there. Both of them blinked again.
"...that's pretty cool," mused Canazza, the first one to
recover, "And hey, my ankles don't hurt when I'm like this!"
"Good for you," growled Keto, "Now will you get up?"
Canazza flailed wildly, arms and legs passing through the
surrounding undergrowth, then grinned awkwardly.
"Uh...I've fallen and I can't get up. I can't get a grip on
anything to push myself up."
"Can't you just concentrate a bit? Make your left arm solid, for
example?" asked Keto.
"I'll give it a go," shrugged Canazza, and concentrated. Sure
enough, his left arm suddenly felt a lot more physical and a lot less
incorporeal.
Keto grabbed him by the wrist...and then had an evil thought. It
was about time.
"You still think we're going the wrong way to meet up with the
others and steal the keys to one of the mining craft?" he asked
nonchalantly.
"Well, yes, actually," replied Canazza, "Now are you going to help
me up or not?"
Keto chuckled and pulled, lifting Canazza upwards. Then, without
warning, he suddenly turned and hurled the man in the direction they
had been walking.
Canazza's surprised yell faded into the distance remarkably quickly
as his physical arm dragged the rest of him with it, before there was
a distant thud as he concentrated and made the rest of himself solid,
and collided with something.
"WELL?" shouted Keto through the trees.
"Ow...I think I broke my spleen!"
"Did you find the others?"
"Sorta," came Canazza's distant voice, "I think I landed on
something soft!"
"Get off me! I'm a Royal Ambassador!"
"Oops. Yes, we found the others!"
Keto hurried through the trees, before coming out onto clearer
ground, where Jay, Alota and Phil were watching Canazza struggle to
climb off Seymour's semi-concussed body. Given the fact that Canazza
had lost all concentration and was now completely incorporeal, and
that none of the others was particularly interested in helping, it
was quite funny.
"Hey Doc," said Jay, without much enthusiasm.
"Cerebrum," nodded Keto, "How's your f...hey, what's this?"
Keto reached down and picked up a bottle lying in the middle of the
grass.
"THAT'S MINE!" shouted Seymour, doubling his efforts to stand up,
but being thwarted by Canazza's continual attempts to become real
again.
Overhead, some kind of flying wildlife was making an awful lot of
noise. Keto ignored it as he began to open the bottle.
"This might be useful for some type of ointment," he mused, before
frowning and stating, "Seems a little resistant to opening..."
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OOC: Tag people. ;) Do what you like to him!