A package holiday to Kangaphin

Who: Justin Pancake
Where: Blue Dwarf, Parrotts
When: During the chaos and the explosion
Justin hadn't been back aboard the Blue Dwarf long before he felt the explosion
rock the ground beneath him. Although he was far too drunk to even notice.
He had been drinking heavily and was telling the pretty girl next to him at the
bar all about his week holiday on the Kangaphin homeworld. "The osssshhhens were
amazing!" He slurred as he tried to recall the diving holiday he'd had. When he
first arrived, he was one of the first tourists to see the beautiful ocean
planet where the Kangaphins lived. They were so grateful to the Blue Dwarf crew
for preventing their world from being divebombed by a large red mining ship
leaking deadly amounts of Cadmium II, so they'd let some Humans come to visit.
The space corps welcomed the move, it was a cultural exchange, a chance to make
a potential Allie with a GELF species, and to open he minds of the JMC officers
who went.
Unfortunately sending Justin was a bad choice.
At first he headed for the bar, but being an underwater colony their way of
consuming alcohol was rather different. You had to literally swim in it, and
only drink a small amount at a time. But Justin gulped the lot down and was
pissed in minutes. He then spent the rest of the holiday vomiting into those
beautiful blue oceans, and being rude to the Kangaphins because they didn't make
very good fish and chips, and there wasn't an Indian Restaurant on the entire
planet.
Now he was back on the Blue Dwarf, and his holiday was almost over.
"Work sssshhhtarts in sshhhix hours." He said to the pretty girl who seemed
interested in everything he was saying. He hadn't realised that it was because
she was a fire extinguisher. He put his arm around her. "Oh your cold luv, let
me warm you up! (Hic)"
The explosion knocked him off his seat, but he scrambled back on. "Whoops!" He
said and laughed.
People started rushing around him, and bringing in dead and dying bodies, all
with horrendous burns to their faces.
Justin pointed and laughed. "Oh man, look at him, he's wassshhhted!"
The tannoy announced what had happened and Justin called for another drink.
"Are you an Engineer?" The barman asked him.
Justin looked at his watch. "Not for another...ssshhhhix hours. Gimme another
beer."
"No way mate." Said the barman. "All Engineers have to report for duty, I just
heard it on the tannoy. We've been attacked."
Justin tapped his watch. "Shhhixx hours!" he grinned, and then fell backwards
off his stool. That's when he noticed the seriousness of the situation around
him. People were frantically busying themselves either helping wounded or
preparing materials to repair the damaged sections.
"Justin." A voice called over to him. Justin pretended not to hear, and sipped
the dregs of his beer. "Justin Pancake!" The man came over, it was a short man
with gelled down hair and round glasses.
"What do you want dweeb?" Justin said, then laughed.
"We need your help. Chief Engineer Callum Kochanski is dead."
Justin blinked, then after a long time said. "Bugger. I'll drink to the daft ol'
Scottish bastard." He raised his pint in a drunken way until someone took it off
him.
He slapped his face until he was almost sober. "Okay, okay what do you want me
to do?"
The team of Engineers showed him a map. "This is the Engineering level, it's had
multiple explosions. The clamps around the Gyrothermometer have failed, and it's
leaking thrombic abdoplasma into the lower decks. Someone needs to fix it."
Justin blinked. "Thrombo-plasmo what? No way man, I'm not doing this." He
started to walk away. "Kochanski is dead, HE was my boss. I don't take orders
from none of you."
They all looked at him. "This is a really special job." Someone said. "You'll be
a hero." Said another patronisingly.
Justin nodded and grinned. "Wow, I'll be a hero. Really?"
"Yes." they lied and thrust a welder into his hand and a map in his other.
"So this Trombone accupuncture..." he said, walking to the express lift.
"Thrombic Abdoplasma" Someone corrected him.
"...Yeah, what does it do?"
"It's perfectly safe." Said the nerdy engineer. "But try not to let it touch
you. It can cause facial disfigurement and extreme flatulence."
"Oh great." He said as the lift doors closed.
"Intense violent flatulence." Someone said as the lift started to descend. But
he didn't hear them.
<Tag does someone want to join me?>