Rosette finds Jayne

Who: Micky, Jayne, soon Rosette
Where: The elevator
When: Not long after Jayne threatened to kill Micky many times...
Stood in the elevator, there was an awkward silence.
"Where do you expect to find the Hymenoptera?" Micky was hoping this
wasn't a wild goose chase.
"I don't know. Like Holly told you, it could be anyone."
'Yep. Wild goose chase it is!' Thought Micky.
The elevator came to a stop on level 15. Rosette LaChance
practically leapt in, looking completely terrified and confused.
"Is it gone?! I saw it! Those eyese!!" Rosette was insane. At
least that's how it seemed to Micky. He didn't know she was the real
monster, luring them into her trap.
"Where is it Rosette?!" Jayne slammed her fist into the alarm on the
elevator wall. A bell rang as the doors wedged themselves open.
Jayne, closely followed by Micky edged her way out, looking round
both corners of the elevator door before proceeding out. "Rosette!
Where is it?! Is it close?!"
"Closer than you think…" Micky couldn't believe he was seeing this.
Rosettes eyes split into four. Her arms seemed to be crawling with
black insects as they split into two, then four. The eyes all split
again, to become eight jet black globes in her head. Her body grew,
a large red spot forming just above where her arse hole should be.
Her previous injuries were still visible, she oozed green blood onto
the floor.
"I think I just shat my pants." Micky whimpered. Jayne was still
making her way up the corridor, oblivious until Micky soiled his
underwear. She turned to see what he was crying about now…
"Rosette…. It's you….." Jayne Chrysler was terrified. If she
didn't think quick this poor idiot would be torn in two before he
could shit his pants. She didn't doubt the fact he already had done.
The Hymoneptera raised a sharp leg and jabbed it at Micky as the
bazookoid blast tore through one of her rear legs. Rosette reared up
and let out a blood curdling screech, green blood splattering Micky
as he fell to the floor.
Rosette turned and fled. Jayne almost left the flight technician on
the floor while she pursued the beast, but she saw he was in a bad
way. Blood flowing freely from the stub where his arm used to be
attached, Micky rolled over onto his back, eyes wide with terror.
"Th… th… that was a giant spider! Hol…Hol…"
"Okay Micky. Calm down." She reached into his boot to find the
almost empty flask. Not much came out when she poured it onto his
stump.
"Othe…other boot."
Well. How predictable. He had another stash of booze in his boots.
She opened it and went to pour it onto his wound.
"No! N…" He didn't have the energy to talk, just rolled his head
back and opened his mouth.
"You have to be kidding me." Jayne said as she poured a generous
helping into his open mouth. She took a long drag herself.
"Our fi….first… drink….Jesus! This hurts!" He squirmed about some
more, Jayne took a needle out of her backpack and slammed it into his
good arm.
"Yep. But you wont remember it!" Micky slid off into a deeper sleep
than he had ever had.
"Holly, call someone from the medi-bay. He needs looking at soon. I
can't stay here, I need to find… God, it's Rosette LaChance." Jayne
picked up Mickys bazookoid and ran off with a bazookoid in both hands
after the Hymoneptera.
<Jayne's back in your hands!>