Ventilation Now - Part Two

Who: The Keats's
Where: Construction Elevator
When: Moments after a support wire snapped
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---- Ye olde englishe Snipe ---
"What was that for?" He asked, slightly hurt.
"Shut up." She said and kissed him back.
The lift shook and grinded worringly. They didnt notice for a moment,
to busy making the best of a bad situation, then, one of the support
wires snapped. The lift dropped about half a foot, before coming to a
complete halt.
---- Endeth ye olde englishe Snipe ----
Amber and John braced themselves. The lift seemed to be stable agian, but it had stopped dead. Now only a worrying creak could be heard over the deep breaths of the two occupants of the lift.
  "What. Was. That?" Amber said, suddenly realising she had grabbed onto Keats when the lift broke she let go and moved to the opposite side of the lift. There was a loud ominous creak.
  "I don't think this is very safe."
  "Way to point out the obvious" John looked hurt. He gazed up and down the side of the lift, an abyss surrounded them, threatening to swallow them. The lift creaked again.
  "We gotta get off this rig and soon, there's an access shaft a couple of meters up there" Amber looked to where he pointed, black and yellow striping symbolised an access point.
  "I presume you have a way for us to get up there Captain Obvious." Amber said, rather more harshly than she intended. Her hands were shaking, shock was beginning to set in. John stood there for a second, looking blankly at the access point some 3 meters up.
  "I got an idea alright.... hop on my shoulders"
  "WHAT?!"
  "Trust me, hop on, see if you cant open it and crawl in, i think i can get myself up there ok. My childhood was rather... eventful" He neglected to reveal that climbing smooth surfaces was a skill he learnt early in Neo-Stroud, made it easier to sneak into warehouses and the such. Amber looked at him. "Please, just trust me!" Amber grumbled slightly and climbed onto John's shoulders, lightly she jumped up the rest of the way and grabbed the bottom of the vent cover with her hands and climbed in. John knelt down, he left hand was next to useless, but that was ok, he only needed his legs. He looked back up to the vent where Amber hand crawled in. He breathed in deeply. The shaft was about 4 ft square, just large enough to transport technicians to various parts of the ship, it made his job easier. He took three deep breaths, looked forward, and jumped. His first movement landed his left foot on the hand rail, his second propelled him from there onto the wall to the left of the shaft. The lift creaked as another support wire snapped. The lift fell to its side as John hit the wall and kicked off it, throwing his arms towards the shaft. His right hand missed by inches, his left hand hit home, and was grabbed by Amber.
  "Show off" Amber said, a slight smile on her lips. John was biting his lip.
  "Please, pull me up. My left hand REALLY hurts, bullet wound!" Amber grabbed his arm and pulled him up into the vent where he collapsed against the side.
  "You do that often?" Keats at Amber and smiled.
  "Not since i was 17" Amber's face lit up.
  "The De-Ridgidizer!" She said excitedly. "There's one on 'The Demon'!" Johns usually blank expression made extra special efforts to look blank
  "De-riddywhat?"
  "From the Aeron planet! That weapon that makes your bones go all soft! If we could lure the clones to the shuttle bay with 'The Demon' in it or get 'The Demon' to the clones then we've won!" Amber grinned a sadistic smile.
  "Wow, a weapon that can gloop your bones, its like a projectile television! Right, gimme a sec, i'll find out where we are." John turned away for a second and muttered something. Amber cut in once he'd finished.
  "You know, that's really weird the way you do that" John, scratched his hair.
  "I don't actually have to speak, all i need to do is make the appropriate muscle movements in the voice box, but human nature tends to butt in. Ok, luckily, were only 5 floors from the hangers. Unluckily, this area doesn't match the schematics for the Blue Dwarf, were gonna have to wing it from here."
  "Great, just great. Your 'gun' has landed us in the middle of the ventilation system with no idea where we are or how to get where we are going.... Fantastic..."
  "Woh woh woh, its not 'MY' gun. It's, well, its Jack's. It IS Jack. Anyway, could be worse, at least no clones are here" John looked around. He started to crawl forwards
  "Where you going now?" He stopped
  "It's either we go forwards and hope, or we sit here and die slowly" He patted his pocket and frowned "Damn. i dropped the pistol in that little stunt."
  "So this gun is Jack. Jack who has numerous clones running around the ship TRYING TO KILL US YOU MORON!" Amber said suddenly realising and not letting the subject go. She reached into a pocket and pulled out another tube of GUNK. Throwing it onto the floor a few feet infront of herself she watched as is ate its way down through a layer of the vents into another access corridor below. She jumped down into the hole and started to crawl off without John. John rolled his eyes and lowered himself down after her. 
  "The Gun isn't Jack, it's A Jack, its one of his personas, and although its a tad psychotic, I still trust it. Its gotten me out of worse situations than this." He grunted in pain as his left hand let go of the upper vent.
  "I don't care! I'm going back to the promenade, at least in numbers we stand a chance!" Amber said, the shock of the lift accident still with her."But...." He couldn't win. "Well.... try and stay alive..." he turned away, a slight tear found his cheek "Please...." the tear rolled down and fell off, leaving a slightly wet spot where it hit the vent. "Please... stay safe" he whispered, before continuing towards the hanger area. Amber crawled angrily down the vent away from John, if it was at all possible to crawl angrily at all. The further away she got the madder she got with herself for shouting at John, the anger turned to worry and then anger again as she kicked herself for caring about the stupid fool. She tumbled out of the vents and joined the rest of the crew on the promenade.<Tag bring 'em on Jay!>This post was brought to you byJohn Keats - Tony
and Amber Cleavage-Febuggure (Keats) - Becca