Re: Cursed Eavesdroppers

> Who: Tara, Observers
> Where: AR Suite
> When: When Keto is brandishing a large metal object
> =====================
> Keeping out of sight, he reached behind him and
> pulled. With a sad-sounding little twist, part of one of the AR
> machines broke off, leaving the man holding a fairly hefty metal
> bar. Gripping it tightly, he took a couple of steps forwards.
> "Whoever that is, get out from behind that machine now. That's
an
> order," he said, firmly.
Tara, who had been rather nervy since her sneeze stood up rather
slowly.
"You can't order me around. You arn't Keto." The realization of what
she was saying dawned on her. "That means that I am in charge of the
medi-bay" she paled slightly knowing that the man didn't do his
paperwork.
"You were listening then." said the man. Tara nodded.
"You, are not, Keto. But you look just like him..... Who are you?"
She asked genuinly puzzled. "I don't remember you from med-school.
But you say you were there..."
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OOC- ok i talked, i slept, i posted.