Gunk

Who: Amber, Keats
Where: Ambers quarters, Keats Quarters, Corridors
When: After the snip
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---- Snip ----
Before she went over to the injured Keats, Amber cursed the Aerons for confiscating all her martial arts weapons.
  "You gonna live?" She said, showing rather less sympathy than she wanted to show.
---- End Snip ----
Keats looked at his hand, the shot had gone straight through and had hit the ceiling, his shoulder was numb from the medicinal.
 
"Well, at least it wasnt my right one.... Sorry, bad taste, i'll be fine, just need something to stop the bleeding"
  "Mom's quarters are three decks down, or the medi-bay is two decks up. Which would you prefer?" Amber said. John Considerd both of these. Going into Tara's quarters at the moment seemed suicidal, as did going to the medi-bay.
  "I got some stuff in my quarters, Jack, the real Jack uses them after he trains to patch himself up, plus, i think hes addicted to Ultra-Morphine"
  "Fair enough. Show me the way, i'll need to kick ass for you seen as you can't fend for yourself." Amber said laughing at Keats. He smiled and did one of those laughs that are restricted to expelling air through nostrels.
  "Ok" He said "Its a deck away, about 10 minutes walk, have you got something I can use to bandage it up until I get there, some clean linen or a towel, as it frikken hurts" Keats had gone quite pale and was oddly serious, as if he was fighting sleep. Amber studdied his pale face as she handed him the cord from her dressing gown and towel.
  "Don't you pass out on me boy, I need you to sort out this mess you got us into." She said softly, before realising that she may have just shown John she liked him and becoming stone faced again.
  "Dont worry lass, theres no way im passing out, not after what happend last time" With Amber's help he managed to stop the dripping of blood from the gaping wound, although the blood would stain the dressing gown for good. He smiled at her before carefully walking forwards, pocketing the gun from Jays animal clone. Amber fumed inside at the remark, although she had no reason to. 'Stupid brain' she thought. Seeing Keats take the gun, she wasn't about to be outdone and pulled the Katana like sword from the clones head. Keats made a quick impressed whistle as she took the sword from the Jack Clone, he patted his own weapon with satisfaction as he stuck his head around the door and looked both ways before stepping out, it was quiet, not even the engines could be heard, although, the buzz of electricity was still audible. He crept casutiously around incase any Clones were still lurking, luckily, it was silent. The electricity buzz was getting louder, and as they rounded the next corner a swarm of Jay Wasps flew out of the air venting behind them. Amber looked at Keats, Keats looked at Amber, there was a mutual unspoken agreement to run like buggery. Running was Johns Forte' however, each time he swang his limp left arm, he could feel stabbing painsin his hands, he took out the pistol, and fired wildly behind him to try and ward off the wasps, missing completely, he noticed at this point he was behind Amber, which was lucky as shooting her wouldnt improve the situation much, he tried to avoid the calling from his head, the brigadier wanted out. John gritted his teeth and ran. Amber ran, looking back every so often to check if the clones and Keats were still behind her. She could tell Keats was in pain.
  "How much further to your quarters John?" She yelled back.
  "Not much further now, we have to go down a deck somehow, and last time i checked the Bulkheads were sealed around this area, you know any other way to get down?" Amber giggled to herself at the innuendo of what Keats just said. She reached into a pocket and pulled out a small test tube of lime green gooey liquid, throwing in onto the floor 100 yards infront. The tube smashed and the liquid oozed out onto the floor and ate a nice hole into the deck with wonderfull sizzeling sounds to acompany it.
  "Where did you get that from" Keats asked.
  "Rufus has a load of it in the science labs. Failed expereiment liquids, aka G.U.N.K." Amber explained reaching the hole.
  "What does gunk stand for." Keats asked wondering.
  "I'll tell you when you grow up." Amber retorted. John and Amber dived through the hole, Amber landed quite gracefully, her heightend reflexes easily making the fall, John however, didnt, and fell roughly onto his already injured shoulder
  "DAMMIT! and I thought my arm was numb" he crawled up and staggerd to a door about 10 meters away, hustling Amber towards it. He opened it, allowed Amber inside, before dashing in and locking it down. He limped towards the Medi-cabinet and grabbed a large bunch bandages, painkillers and the such. Amber stood facing the door and watched it intently, ready for when and if the Jay Wasps found them. Keats was too busy patching his arm up and swallowing pain killers to hear the noise in the air vent. Amber heard it though, she swung around and pointed the stollen sword at the airvent. Seymour came tumbeling out of the vent, covered in oil stains and dust. Amber still had the sword pointed at the vent, so when seymour looked up, he was face t face with Ambers sword, she couldn't help but laugh at the Royal Ambassador's face. John finished the last few painkillers, and dragged himself onto the bed, the world was awash now, it was.. fluffy... he didnt notice Seymour falling out, he didnt notice Ambers sword, all he wanted to do was sleep.
  "Hello again Keatsy..." said a voice.<Tag your Royal Ambassadorness>This post was brought to you byJohn F Keats - aka Tony
andAmber Keats - aka Becca