Interrogatives

McJohn had gotten himself lost in the promenade, and was still
looking for Amber (whom he still thought was Jean Harlow) when he ran
into a squad of clones. He shot two of them before the magazine on
his laser rifle died. He backed into a corner as the remaining
clones advanced, weapons raised to kill.
"Wait!" said the lead clone. "Take him to our leaders."
Several minutes later, McJohn was trussed up against a bulkhead. The
Clone Jay was glaring at him harshly.
"So..." the clone said, "What's happened to our little friends,
McJohn? WHERE ARE THEY?!?!"
"I don't know what the smeg you're talking about!"
"The rest of the crew, you idiot."
"There's no need to get personal, y'know --"
"SHUT UP!" the Clone hit him across the face. McJohn felt around the
inside of his mouth for a second with his tongue.
"You chipped my tooth you bastard --"
*SLAP*
"Stop that! I don't have comprehensive dental insurance yet!"
*SLAP*
"TELL ME WHAT THEY'RE PLANNING!" Clone Jay screamed.
*SLAP*
"Hey! Now that was just gratuitous!"
The Clone smiled. "Yes, it was, wasn't it?"
*SLAP*
"NOW I WANT THOSE COUNTERMEASURES!"
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