Re: The aftermath of Phoenix fire

To all of you who have just had a aheart attack due to the sudden
change in the posting styles of Chriss Hariss, its cause its a JP
between him and myself, Keats. Now make me a cheese toastie
--- In JMC_Blue_Dwarf@yahoogroups.com, "Christopher Harris"
<chrisjpharrisreloaded@h...> wrote:
> Who: Keats, Severn, Chris Bleah meh Arse
> Where: The Blue Dwarf
> When: Urghhhhhh
>
> Keats had seen Amber off a day ago, and as usual after these, he
was all
> melenchonic. Why did he fall in love (And Marry) possibly the most
dangerous
> person on the ship, not only that but her father was the second
most
> dangerous (Well, in Keats eyes at least). He turned an unlit rollie
in his
> mouth, stopped and spat it out.
>
> "Severn... Hows Chris doing? is he out yet?"
> It was unnerving having your eardrums vibrated directly, but it did
the job,
> a message came to him from Severn.
> "Umm, hes doing fine, actually Keats, kinda suprising if you ask
me... Oh,
> by the way, heres his Nano-Frequency, contact him on shortbeam, hes
onboard"
> Keats stood up and pulled on his grubby Flightsuit. Unlike other
pilots
> Keats actually HAD a flightsuit, most pilots wore loose,
comfortable
> clothes, but John was a sucker for tradition, so over his Int-
Armour jacket
> he had a full 1990's Mig Pilot suit on, he didnt usually wear the
helmet ho.
> Chris woke up from an uneasy sleep, got dressed into a nice
tracksuit and
> walked out the door, and remembering his conversation with Jack, he
decided
> he should go and pay a visit to Severn in cargo bay 23
> Keats concealed his outdated slug-pistol and slid a knife into his
belt
> sheath. He straightend up and tried to Subvocalise to Chris.
> "Hey, heard your rebirth went well"
> He got a shaky stuttering static back.
> "Hey, just close your eyes and pretend you speaking into my ear
that should
> help you. Just calm down and concentrate, i know itshard at first"
> "..lo, tha.. ou Keats? Im head... obay 23 to meet Severn, wann.. up
there?"
> Keats spent a moment filling in the gaps the static had taken up.
> "Sure sounds good"
> "Well, we will meet you there then"
> Keats blinked.
> "Hey Jack, i didnt know you were onboard! Hows you doing?"
> "Jac... at do you mean? He... net sti.. at so.. bar"
> "Huh... must have been my imagination..."
>
> He headed down to the Cargobay, stopping briefly to fill up on
Coffee from
> the machine which, for some unknown reason, actually gave him
Coffee.
> "Huh.. gotta remember to tip those mechanics sometime"
> Chris wondered down to the cargo bay, and after twenty minutes of
prolonged
> walking, he arrived there, Keats standing waiting for him at the
door.
> "Hey up spa!"
> He looked him up and down and nodded.
> "Well, i gotta say it, Severns surpassed himself... look.. ive..
got
> something to do... dont mind me, you know how it is, girls and
stuff"
> "Ok, sure hey, wanna catch up for a pint later?"
> "You know... yes actually, that sounds like a plan"
> Keats patted Chris on the shoulder and headed towards the science
blocks.
> Severn walked out looking suprisingly groomed. He smelt of
expenisive
> cologne and hasd managed to scrape all but the underlying layer on
congealed
> grease off his face.
> "So, hows things? you feeling ok?"
> "Yeah, feel like a new man? eh? gettit?"
> "Hmmm... look, im just gonna run a quick diagnostic on you, make
sure
> everythings working ok"
> He pointed towards a bed.
> "No problem" said Chris, as he sat on the bed, he put his head back
onto the
> pillow.
> "Lay back and dont move, this may feel wierd"
> Severn put two small things like contacts lenses onto Chris eyes.
> "Dont move... it will only take a second"
> He then attaced the two wires that were on the eye lenses onto a
machine.
> Instantly a data stream flooded intot he computer. Chris started to
relax
> and was filled with a state of euphoria. He drifted of into a
sleep, and
> dreamt. Severn looked into the data stream, worried. In the
meanwhile Keats
> was heading tot he Science block.
> "Well, Jack, looks like im gonna geta little revenge for you..." He
thought.
> He got no reply.
> "Not feeling like talking today? no worries"
> Chris woke up, but instead of lying on his back int he stuffy
cargobay, he
> found himself standing in a garden, he rubbed his eyes, he was
definately in
> the garden, it was a sunset, the wind blew gently on the various
shurbs
> plants and flowers in the garden and ruffled his hair, the clouds
were an
> opaque red colour, and they littered the sky
> A gunshot rang out. Several birds that were soaking up the evening
sun flew
> off in a panic as two figures burst through a hedge and onto the
path
> infront of Chris. They reminded him of someone.
> "Who the hell are you two? and where the hell are we?"
> The figure who was pinning the other down by his arms whilst
planting a knee
> on his chest looked up an began to speak, but the other used this
lapse in
> attention to knock him off and run.
> "Jack Febuggure, Brigadeer. And who are you?"
> "Jack.. JACK?! What?"
> "Yes, thats my name, we are in... we were in.. well, i dunno.. i
was in
> Keats head, but then everything went black, and i awoke here with
myself
> standing over me, but i was in a black jacket and holding a long
knife. I
> think hes another Jack. Why are you in Keats?"
> "Excuse me?"
> "Never mind"
>
> Back in the Cargobay, Severn looked on with a small smile. A voice
spoke
> behind him.
> "Well, it appears things didnt go according to plan, nether the
less, it
> will be merely easier to kill that traitor... The Host must not
remember
> anything"
> Severn sighed, and ended the program, then wiped the dream from
Chris' Head.
> He awoke.
> He rubbed his eyes once more, he couldn't remember what had just
happened,
> he tried to subvocalise to Keats, "
> Keats...wh...are..ou..some......wie....ju..happ.....i.. had
> a....ki....dream..." said Chris
>
> Keats heard it, but didnt reply. He was in the Project room.
Surrouynding
> the room was 2 foot of hardend steel. He stood there emotionless.
It seemed
> eerie, only the gow from machine lit the room at the moment, the
god
> machine...
> "Man should not be allowed to play god..." He whisperd. He knelt
down next
> to a machine and placed something, flicke d switch and watched two
lights
> turn on, a green and a red.The Red one went out and left the green
on.
> "Wanna catch a pint now matey?"
> The effect of the nanos on his body was wearing off now, and he was
feeling
> perfectly normal, he could now subvoclalise with less
static, "Yeah, I'd
> lo.. to John, i'll be with yo.. in the Lunar stat... in thirty
mins?", he
> then turned to Severn, "Jack and I had a little conversation about
getting
> me a GunBlade yesterday, he said you could have one for me today?"
> Severn laughed.
> "Only one?"
> He pressed a button, and a small panel slid away and raised un a
rack of
> training weapons of Jacks, they ranged from knifes, to gttling
guns, and a
> Gunblade that had seen better days. Chris felt the weight and
smiled.
> "You know, if you want some training, just come down here in your
spare
> time"
> "You know what... i might just do that..."
> He headed off towards the lunar station, where he met Keats.
> "Bar hopping?"
> "Sounds good"
> They headed off, and as they left the ship, Keats pressed a small
button in
> his pocket that caused a green light to dissapear and a red one to
light up
> momentarily before an explosion rocked the Science block.
>
> <Tag any command/security staff who want to investigate the damage
and hole
> that was Phoenx fire>
>
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