Its all so peacefull until..........

Where: Keats Bunk
When: During Evacuation
Keats was happily snoozing in his bed, completely unawares that
around him the whole ship was falling apart. He was awoken rudely as
a girder broke from the ceiling and landed heavily on his packet of
cigarettes. He rubbed his eyes and glanced around, klaxons and red
lights were flashing.
'What the deuce is going on here.... Holly?'
Keats stood up and went over to the viewing window where the bold one
usualy resided. He tapped on the screen. A message appeared.
"Hello, im temporarily unavailable right know due to widespread
maelstrom onboard, please leave your name, age and whereabouts after
the tone, and medical staff will be along to pick up your reamins.
beep."
Keats scratched himself and headed into the shower.
As he got in a large explosion threw someone violently through his
bunkroom door, which had been blasted open, Keats ignred it for a
second, finished up, and went to check the body.
'No no.... this isnt good... this isnt good at all.... No credit
cards and barely any cash... well, he aint getting a christmas card..'
He pocketed the dead man wallet and pulled on his flight suit and
overalls and strode out the door.
'Hey, Severn... whats up?' He subvocalised as he walked towards
Parrotts aimlessly.
'Keats?! Where the hell you been man? the ships fucked, the orders
been given out to evacuate, where you been at?'
'Sleeping...'
The nanos shielded the worst of the scream, but Keats still cringed.
'How... wha... HOW CAN YOU SLEEP THROUGH IT'
'I had had a few...'
When Keats said hed had a few, he meant hed had a few, probably 2...
'Well, the Endymions trapped, the airlocks busted and we cant get to
it, i need a pilot, you up for the job?'
Keats smiled.
'Im on my way....'
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Pilot reporting...