Niples "Thats NOT champagne!"

OOC- sorry for the onfusion people, Chris did base his post on an
idea I had, but the bleeding champagne bit wasn't mine, and
admittedly was a bit out there. But Efofs an alien and we could run
with it anyhow :-)
<really silly snip>
after the rest of the pirates in parotts had been killed,
everybody on that heard the conversation, started to walk out of
parrots and followed the trail of champagne down the corridor, with a
load of ice with them, so that when they found it, the chief medical
officer could attach it back to his forehead, without much pain,
just so that everybody could still call him a dickhead!!(but the
downside is that they wont get anymore free
champagne!!)
<end snip>
Who: Seymour Niples, Amber, Efof, everyone else in Parrotts
Where: Parrotts
When: When Parrotts had been cleared of pirates
Seymour struggled through the door dragging a collapsed Amber. "Some
help here please!" He said. Jay helped him get her onto a cleared
table.
"Why didn't you take her to sickbay?" asked Jay. Owen Numan the
barman came and brought some towels to stop Ambers bleeding wound.
"We were down in the flight deck. The lift was guarded with those
nasty pirate ruffians, this was the quickest place to get to."
"We'll have to turn this place into a temporary sickbay, Efof is
injured too." He pointed to Efof who was pacing up and down like a
madman in the corner.
"By jove! What's wrong with the alien whipper-snapper?"
"He's had his…. Pride injured."
Niples raised an eyebrow and winced. "Oh dear."
The Ambassador approached Efof, who was still grasping his
head. "Efof calm down and lets get a bandage on that… area… of
yours, your bleeding everywhere."
Some more people approached Efof with glasses to catch his blood.
Niples batted them away. "Good god people, what the hell are you
doing?"
Suddenly people started to look ashamed. "Its…champagne.. he bleeds
champagne…"
"My god, are you people sick?! It's his blood! Whether it tastes
like champagne or not. Go on, get out of my sight!"
People moaned and walked away slowly, and Seymour picked up some
emergency bandages from the bar. He really didn't want to touch
Efofs bleeding… appendage so looked around. He saw Tara fussing over
Amber.
"Tara thank god, can you help me a minute, Efof is loosing a lot of
blood…"
"I'm very busy at the minute Seymour can you bandage it up for me.
Or at least apply pressure to stop the bleeding."
Seymour looked at Efofs head. "Erm… I would really ..erm… rather not
touch him…"
"Don't be such a baby!" Tara called over.
"Baby! How dare you, I'm a Royal Amb-"
"Just get on with it!" Tara snapped.
At arms length, and with much disgust on his face. Seymour quickly
bandaged Efofs bleeding head. A small drop of his blood spurted out
into his face and trickled onto Seymour's lips.
"Oh my god, that's disgusting!" Seymour backed away. "Oh.. but it
DOES taste like champagne…. What am I saying, its not even GOOD
champagne- and it's sick!"
"its okay," Said Efof. "Its like when I went to London zoo and I got
cut, and they drank my blood… and my parents saved me…"
"Efof you're rambling like a madman, you've lost too much blood.
You've only ever been to London twice! One in the Plebe attack and
the other time in 1984, remember that crazed TV presenter Timmy
Mallot…"
"But my parents saved me…" He insisted, in a delirious ramble.
"Sorry Efof but your parents died over 1000 years ago, remember the
Hymenoptera attack. You're delirious!"
Suddenly and rather dramatically, Chris Harris burst into Parrotts
again this time brandishing something long in his hand. "I have it!"
Jay squinted. "That's a carrot you tit!"
Chris looked at it. "Ahh, so it is."