Very slowly....

Smith stepped up from his chair in Parrotts, said good-bye to Kara
and headed off to the cargo bay to see if his services were required
in the investigation.
"They're not Smith! I've seen your record and I have reason to
believe you may have a tatoo!"
"Why in gods name do you think that?"
Niples paused for a minute, desperately trying to stop this nutcase
from barging in on the investigation.
"Well in any case your crazy!"
"Actually i'm not. Its the others in....my head...That are crazy..."
Smith realized this wasnt a very good argument.
"Oh leave the poor hologram alone Nipples!", muttered a very unamused
Keto, checking for fingerprints.
"I don't want that sort of common dead-man in here! This is official
Security business."
"In case you havent realized it yet NIPPLES, I am in Security and YOU
are NOT!"
"Oh come on man just let me unlea-try some devices I have been
tinkering with that may prove invaluabe in finfing evidence!"
"Oh very well. Just nothing with too many legs.Or stingers.I simply
HATE things with stingers."
Smith strolled over to a concealed worktable behind some boxes.
"I call them T.I.N.Y.B.U.G.G.E.R.S.I.B.U.I.L.T.A.W.H.I.L.E.A.G.O"
"Whats it stand for?"
"Absoloutly nothing..."
Smith hit a button on a rather massive control box.
Suddenly the name made sense as several hundred mechanical scorpions,
no more than a half inch long each, ran out of a box and scurried off
through to corridors in search or evidence.
"It was really simple...I just had to build one and it built the res-"
"Oh how horrid! Many legs AND stingers AND pincers!"
"You never said you had a thing against pincers..."
<Tag guys heres a little help (just stomp 'em if they give you any
trouble..)>