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Who: Canazza, Timmy
Where: Some nameless corridor near the Lab
When: Shortly after the last post
Canazza sat there contemplating what he was about to embark upon.
He, and half a dozen of his fellow crewmembers are going to be shrunk down, using an untested process, and then put into a mans head to remove a microchip that is currently sending the signal to Space Corps Marines that will send them in to beat the crap out of everyone...
The crew had previously beaten off all manner of things, from giant spiders to killer clowns with ointment guns, but he couldn't remember a time when the crew were going up against hardened battle warriors with lethal weaponry.
In that respect he was kind of glad he was going into Dean, the prospect of a gun battle was more than he could take, given that he'd killed himself no less than 3 times in the past month, or atleast he thought he had anyway...
He ruffled through his backpack, making sure he had everything ready for the trip.
"Plasters," he listed, "Check"
"Wet wipes, Check"
"Wimp" Timmy interjected, "Check"
"There's nothing wrong with being prepared"
"There is when you're not packing any heat"
Canazza pulled out a laser pistol
"My mistake" Timmy backed off
"Not that i'm looking for a fight, but it's best to be prepared just incase someone wants to rip out my spleen" He placed the blaster in the side pouch of his rucksack and continued the checklist "Multi-wrench, Check"
"Anaesthetic" canazza ruffled around, he couldn't find it
"oh, sorry," Timmy chucked in a bottle of whisky
"Okay, check" Canazza peeked round the corner, there was a cloud of smoke emanating from the Lab "I hope he gets that drive fixed, or we could not only end up shrunken, but we could end up anywhere on board ship"
"I'm not going" Timmy stated plainly, chugging on the other bottle of whisky
"You're going to brave it out with the marines then?"
"Marines?" Timmy scoffed, "I can take 'em"
"You're less than 3ft tall, you've got the strength of a cocktail stick and the weapon handling abilities of a blind, arthritic, retarded bulldog with no limbs"
"Better than you"
"That's not the point" Canazza picked up a book "Reading material"
"Don't tell me, 'lolita'"
"Actually, It's Issac Asimov" Canazza showed Timmy the cover of the book, it was indeed the cover of an Asimov book.
Timmy grabbed it off him and flicked through, "I'll bet it's really a porn book"
he flicked through it for a few seconds, "Sheesh, you really are boring aren't you"
Timmy handed back the book that really was an Asimov book, "Why read sci-fi when you can read about sex, much more interesting"
"I didn't think you read at all" Canazza scoffed
"You've become ever increasingly posh since you've been hanging about with that Nipples feller"
"it's Niples actually, one P"
"See... he's got a bad effect on people" Timmy fixed Canazza a cold stare and nodded his head at him, "Makes people wimpy"
"I think that's everything" Canazza hauled the backpack onto his back and trotted off to join the others, "Last chance, are you coming or not"
"No, when everything kicks off I want to be there to loot" and with that, Timmy trotted off to the promenade to lye in wait---===Dave Canazza===---

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