Dodge Ball with the Medicine Ball
Rpg:
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Who: People in the Medibay.
When: After Tara 'Leaves' (Haha, oh jeez that was an excellent pun!).
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There was a stunned silence in the medibay as all eyes remined
focussed on the still frowning features of Keto.
Mayer eventually spoke up.
"I don't want to break this magnificent atmosphere or anything, but
could someone explain to me what the deal with the tree is? And how
on earth does he talk."
*rustle-rustle*
"No way!" asked Mayer.
*rustle-rustle*
"Serious?"
*rustle-rustle*
"I know the feeling," nodded Mayer.
*rustle-rustle-rustle-rustle*
"Wow, you know, that would ahve never crossed my mind." Mayer and
the tree laughed togther, but quickly stopped when the icy cold vibes
that Keto frequently gave off hit them both.
"If any see's Tara so much as set one foot in this medibay without
a life threatening disease infecting her or a limb in danger of
dropping to the ground, then kick her out," said Keto in a low
voice. "Clear?"
There was a silenced hurried nodding from all the members of the
medibay, bar Mayer, he looked puzzled.
"Doctor," he asked.
"What?" asked Keto, tired and irritated.
"What if she has leprosy? Because then, not only is she infected
with a lethal disease, but she also has the possiblity of limbs
dropping off. Does that make her doubly allowed in the medibay?"
Keto was silent, before mumbling angrily and turnign to re-enter
his office.
Mayer shrugged, "Just a simple question."
Wildlfower bounded over to Mayer with mindless exuberance.
"Good one, pissing Keto off in his medibay, likely to get you
killed," she said, laughing.
"Ah, Sorry about that," said Mayer.
"Don't be," said Wildflower. "I do it all the time. 'Keety Baby
Doll Lovecheeks' knows he can't push me around, he loves it."
Mayer laughed.
"How often do you call him Keety Baby Doll Lovecheeks?"
"I'm waiting for an apposite moment," winked Wildlfower.
"Say, do you want to help me look through really dull documents?
It's for a good cause, charity," pleaded Mayer,
"Which charity?"
"The 'let's bring back our beloved Surgeon william shakespeare so
he's not such an evil bastard and get rid of all annoying extra
personalities fund. Or LBBOBSWSSHNSAEBAGROAAEPF. Which I like to
shorten to Repair."
Wildflower was silent.
"Sure, whatever, not like I've got much else to do here," she said.
"Then lets get cracking, Jenn," rallied Mayer.
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