Down and out and off the Dwarf

Who: Jack, Keats, Melissa and Jonny Be Goode
Where: Just Generally Mishing around
When: Evening
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Keats was standing around the intersection on the third floor of the
Crew Bunk corridor. A small head was petruding from his top right
pocket on his jacket <brown leather, very worn> and he was looking
anxious. He hadnt been to earth for over a year and was looking
forward to getting some good, non JMC Ship issue grub down him.Jack
had just turned the corner, and could see John. He had Melissa on
his arm. As John turned to face them, Jack nodded, and smiled. As
they approached, Melissa turned to him.
"Is this him?" she asked quietly, so John wouldn't hear.
"yeah, John, this is melissa." he said.
'Hey there.. ehh' he clicked his fingers a few times.
'John... i just told you her name! Melissa!'
'Oh yeah! Chris's sprok!'
Melissa's optimistic smile faded slightly and her eye twitched. Keats
offerd a hand.
'Good to meet you! Its kinda wierd to see Jack with a gal under his
arm who doesnt carry a price tag if you know what i mean, eh Jack'
He gave Jack a playfull nudge in the ribs. Jacks smile disappeared,
and raised an eyebrow.
"Are you implying something?" he asked, putting his arm round Melissa.
'Not at all mate! Not at all' he winked.
'Anyway, who fancies some tucka, cause im famished!'
He rubbed his hands together and Quilibet crawled out of his pocket
and onto his shoulder, and looked directly at Melissa, cocking its
head slightly.
"sounds good!" Jack said, "any ideas on a place though?" he asked as
they began to walk, Melissa moved to the other side of Jack, away
from quilibet.
"is that a ferret?" she asked quietly.
"yeah, it's a robotic one, and sorry about him... he's not usually
this bad." he whispered to her, hoping John wouldn't hear.
Quilibet scurried up onto Johns head and nestled into the living
carpet that engulfed Keats assumed brain warmer.
A few minutes later, they found themselves leaving the ship via one
of the airlocks. However, they wernt the only ones, just behind them
walked, or rather, stomped Jonny Be Goode, looking somewhat flusterd.
"hey, you ok?" Jack asked, seeing him walk by. He didn't answer,
just continued to walk past, stamping loud enough to wake the dead.
'Hey! Jonny! Ive seen you 'round the hangers! Your a pilot yeah!'
Keats layed a friendly arm around Jonnys shoulder. He froze. And the
temperature in the room noticeably dropped.
'Take... take that... that arm off of me now! Take it off before i
TEAR it off!'
'Woah bro! Chill!'
'Are you stoned or just plain stupid?'
Keats shrugged. Jack and Melissa had majically appeared 5 meters away
from this little confontation
"Hey, watch it, i don't want to have to put you in the brig while
we're on earth, but i will if i have to!" Jack said, courageously
taking a few steps closer, while Melissa hung back. Johnny shot Jack
a look, one that sent a shiver down his spine.
"woah, seriously, are you ok?" Jack asked.
Keats stepped in again.
'Hey, John, by the way, nice name, whats your drink?'
Be Goode turned slowly and looked straight at Keats, with fire in his
eyes.
'What... What did you call me? My Names is Johnny!'
'Well, whatever, you drink anything?'
'Hard Spirits, why?'
'Have a swig'
Keats pulled from his inside pocket a warm metalliccontainer and
rammed it into Johnnys mouth. Several letters were engraved on this
container, 6 letters to be precise. And while this container held
more than the average hip flask of its size, it did have a space
limit. Johnny drained it in one go, and almost instantly fell
against the wall. He stood there for a few moments before slapping
himself across the face.
'One word... Gimme!'
He took a wild swing for the hip flask, missed and staggerd for a
second.
'Anyways, now that weve all calmed down, who fancies some good old
munch? I say we find a nice lil place just off the beaten track that
will serve...' He pointed at Jonny
'Pizza!'
'Good chocie.. and you two?'
"I'm not fussed, anythings good for me!" Jack said, and then turned
to Melissa,
"you fancy anything in particular?" he asked.
"you know, pizza actually sounds good" she said, taking Jacks arm
again.
"Lead the way" Jack said. Jack was starting to feel worried about
Keats, he was acting strange... well stranger than normal...
'Hey, John?'
'Yeah?'
'Yep?'
'Keats, i mean'
'Sorry....' Jonny took another swig from the Quicky.
'Keats, you ok man, you seem a lil... restless'
John had been literally bouncing, jumping onto walls and doing
cartwheels was only the start of it. Quilibet was hovering near him
making approving sounds.
'Yeah! Im doing good! Why you ask??'
'Just.. well, dont worry'
'Hey, one step ahead of you! Im just pleased. i always wanted a pet!
And Quil here fits the bill perfectly'
'Huh.. i... seee.... are you sure thats all it is?" Jack asked, lost
in thought.
"if you ask me, theres something a bit more to it than just quil..."
he finished. As he finished, Quilibet turned and flashed a look that
frankly unnerved Jack for a second, before he returned to his place
in Keats Pocket.
<tag, Jonny be goode gut, that is.. ahh.. your names aaron yeah?
tagging on you!>
nach!