Escape...?

Who: Tara + bump, L'ontar, Vanessa, Dr "I'm awake really" Keto, Jay "It was Efof" Chrysler, Jay "shoot then ask questions" Chrysler, various members of evil security squad
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"HEY! CHRYSLER!"
his counterpart turned to face him, "What are ya waiting for?"
With that Jay ran at full pace out of the shuttlebay, distracting the attention of the security team, hopefully enough for the others to get out.
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The evil security team turned to watch Jay run out they charged after him leaving Tara and the others to escape. As the evil security team charged by Tara made out that the Cerebrum was not Cerebrum but someone who looked remarkabley like him. "Jay!" Tara yelled, without results, "What shall I tell Alota" she added in a normal tone
"Shouldn't we be getting out of here?" Vanessa asked. Everyone made noises in agreement and they set off towards another shuttle bay
A few minutes later Vanessa idley commented
"are we forgetting something?" Tara stopped dead
"Keto...." She looked around for the half dazed medical officer "God damnit! come on we better go get him" and they turned around and went back for Keto. There was only one problem, when they got to the shuttle-bay*. Tara looked around, L'ontar pointed to a nearby air-duct*
"Isn't that Dr. Keto?" "Yup, thats flubber butt" Tara walked over to him "Hey give me a hand someone" Vanessa and L'ontar walked forwards, they heaved on Keto's ankles and he plopped out of the vent.
"CLEAVAGE!" he bellowed
"What? What did i do now?" she asked suprised
"Sorry, automatic reaction" He stormed off to a nearby shuttle "Are you coming or do I have to leave on my own?" Tara looked at the other two and shrugged. She walked up the ramp.
In the shuttle and stood in the cockpit, they were debatng who should fly
"No way!" said Keto "Am I going to stay here if she flys" he said pointing to Tara
"No way am I flying" said Tara, "I barely passed my driving test"
"I'm not flying either" L'ontar said, All three turned to Vanessa who was sat in the pilot seat filing her nails, she looked up
"What?" The other three sat in a seat
"Get us outta here Vanessa!" Tara said to her....
<someone else can write about the flight back, if we make it> * SPACE CORPS DIRECTIVE 37598685.69 subsection A) paragraph c) even non medical things must have a hyphen