Comfortably Numb

Who: Mk.8, Jenny, Trisees, Seymour, Jay
Where: The impounded weapons room
When: a bit before destruction of transporter
Mk.8 and Trisees were sneaking around the large crates filled with
turret ammunition, carrying Jerry and Seymour respectively.
"So we just hide in one of these crates?" asked Mk.8 to Trisees
"Yeah, well, if we want to stay inconspicuous. I don't want the money
to be split between anyone but you and me." said Trisees, shifting
Seymour's weight in his arms, and trying o keep crotch contact to a
minimum.
Mk.8 carefully lay Jenny down, and hovered up over some crates.
"Hey! These should do. There doesn't seem to be too much ammo in these."
"Ok, just get up in there quickly will you."
Mk.8 airlifted Trisees, Jenny, and Seymour into the crate, and then
paused to look around, floating several feet above the top of the crate.
"OOH! MY BABY!" cried Mk.8, lunging for his right arm. He crashed down
on it, and tore off the replacement arm he had been fitted with,
clipping n his old one.
"Ohh, yes!" said Mk.8 in glee, shooting a chicken he saw pecking the
ground near by.
"He then looked around a bit more, and found all his grenades, guns,
missiles, and blades. Even a replacement katana was lying about. Sure,
it was a plasma katana, taking away from the mystique a little in his
opinion, but "It'll do" he said.
He also grabbed a few regular SMGs and tossed them to Trisees
"Thanks." muttered Trisees "With our luck, Jay'll teleport us into the
middle of a battlefield."
Mk.8 hovered back down into the crate, and replaced the lid.
Jay hit the teleport button, and a majority of the ammunition and
weapons disappeared in an instant, with an amazing lack of special
effects.
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The crates of ammunition and weapons reappeared where they had been
before they had been impounded. Unfortunately for our heroes, this
resulted in their crate being transported to an ammo cache in some
far-flung part of the ship.
Trisees and Mk.8 dragged Jenny and Seymour out of the crate.
"Ok, I'll take smegpot here to Jed, and see what he wants to do with
him. You take Jenny to the medibay. We did hit her pretty hard." said
Trisees
"Ok, sure. But don't try to con me out of my money!" said Mk.8, jokingly
The pair left down the corridor in opposite directions.
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Mk.8 lay Jenny down on the medibed. He powered down his anti-grav
system, and, sitting of the floor, calibrated his new arsenal.
He had just finished making the final adjustments to his
plasma-katana, when Jenny aroused from her slumber.
He re-activated his anti-grav system, and appeared to just pop up next
to her.
"How are we feeling today?" asked Mk.8 chirpily
Jenny rubbed her eyes blearily; trying to remember what had happened,
and stopped suddenly.
"BASTARD!" she screamed, leaping up surprisingly fast and trying very
hard, yet in vain, to strangle Mk.8.
"Uh, no. Stop that. Please. Cut it out." said Mk.8, trying to calm her
down.
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