The aftermath of Phoenix fire
Who: Keats, Severn, Chris Bleah meh Arse
Where: The Blue Dwarf
When: Urghhhhhh
Keats had seen Amber off a day ago, and as usual after these, he was all
melenchonic. Why did he fall in love (And Marry) possibly the most dangerous
person on the ship, not only that but her father was the second most
dangerous (Well, in Keats eyes at least). He turned an unlit rollie in his
mouth, stopped and spat it out.
"Severn... Hows Chris doing? is he out yet?"
It was unnerving having your eardrums vibrated directly, but it did the job,
a message came to him from Severn.
"Umm, hes doing fine, actually Keats, kinda suprising if you ask me... Oh,
by the way, heres his Nano-Frequency, contact him on shortbeam, hes onboard"
Keats stood up and pulled on his grubby Flightsuit. Unlike other pilots
Keats actually HAD a flightsuit, most pilots wore loose, comfortable
clothes, but John was a sucker for tradition, so over his Int-Armour jacket
he had a full 1990's Mig Pilot suit on, he didnt usually wear the helmet ho.
Chris woke up from an uneasy sleep, got dressed into a nice tracksuit and
walked out the door, and remembering his conversation with Jack, he decided
he should go and pay a visit to Severn in cargo bay 23
Keats concealed his outdated slug-pistol and slid a knife into his belt
sheath. He straightend up and tried to Subvocalise to Chris.
"Hey, heard your rebirth went well"
He got a shaky stuttering static back.
"Hey, just close your eyes and pretend you speaking into my ear that should
help you. Just calm down and concentrate, i know itshard at first"
"..lo, tha.. ou Keats? Im head... obay 23 to meet Severn, wann.. up there?"
Keats spent a moment filling in the gaps the static had taken up.
"Sure sounds good"
"Well, we will meet you there then"
Keats blinked.
"Hey Jack, i didnt know you were onboard! Hows you doing?"
"Jac... at do you mean? He... net sti.. at so.. bar"
"Huh... must have been my imagination..."
He headed down to the Cargobay, stopping briefly to fill up on Coffee from
the machine which, for some unknown reason, actually gave him Coffee.
"Huh.. gotta remember to tip those mechanics sometime"
Chris wondered down to the cargo bay, and after twenty minutes of prolonged
walking, he arrived there, Keats standing waiting for him at the door.
"Hey up spa!"
He looked him up and down and nodded.
"Well, i gotta say it, Severns surpassed himself... look.. ive.. got
something to do... dont mind me, you know how it is, girls and stuff"
"Ok, sure hey, wanna catch up for a pint later?"
"You know... yes actually, that sounds like a plan"
Keats patted Chris on the shoulder and headed towards the science blocks.
Severn walked out looking suprisingly groomed. He smelt of expenisive
cologne and hasd managed to scrape all but the underlying layer on congealed
grease off his face.
"So, hows things? you feeling ok?"
"Yeah, feel like a new man? eh? gettit?"
"Hmmm... look, im just gonna run a quick diagnostic on you, make sure
everythings working ok"
He pointed towards a bed.
"No problem" said Chris, as he sat on the bed, he put his head back onto the
pillow.
"Lay back and dont move, this may feel wierd"
Severn put two small things like contacts lenses onto Chris eyes.
"Dont move... it will only take a second"
He then attaced the two wires that were on the eye lenses onto a machine.
Instantly a data stream flooded intot he computer. Chris started to relax
and was filled with a state of euphoria. He drifted of into a sleep, and
dreamt. Severn looked into the data stream, worried. In the meanwhile Keats
was heading tot he Science block.
"Well, Jack, looks like im gonna geta little revenge for you..." He thought.
He got no reply.
"Not feeling like talking today? no worries"
Chris woke up, but instead of lying on his back int he stuffy cargobay, he
found himself standing in a garden, he rubbed his eyes, he was definately in
the garden, it was a sunset, the wind blew gently on the various shurbs
plants and flowers in the garden and ruffled his hair, the clouds were an
opaque red colour, and they littered the sky
A gunshot rang out. Several birds that were soaking up the evening sun flew
off in a panic as two figures burst through a hedge and onto the path
infront of Chris. They reminded him of someone.
"Who the hell are you two? and where the hell are we?"
The figure who was pinning the other down by his arms whilst planting a knee
on his chest looked up an began to speak, but the other used this lapse in
attention to knock him off and run.
"Jack Febuggure, Brigadeer. And who are you?"
"Jack.. JACK?! What?"
"Yes, thats my name, we are in... we were in.. well, i dunno.. i was in
Keats head, but then everything went black, and i awoke here with myself
standing over me, but i was in a black jacket and holding a long knife. I
think hes another Jack. Why are you in Keats?"
"Excuse me?"
"Never mind"
Back in the Cargobay, Severn looked on with a small smile. A voice spoke
behind him.
"Well, it appears things didnt go according to plan, nether the less, it
will be merely easier to kill that traitor... The Host must not remember
anything"
Severn sighed, and ended the program, then wiped the dream from Chris' Head.
He awoke.
He rubbed his eyes once more, he couldn't remember what had just happened,
he tried to subvocalise to Keats, "
Keats...wh...are..ou..some......wie....ju..happ.....i.. had
a....ki....dream..." said Chris
Keats heard it, but didnt reply. He was in the Project room. Surrouynding
the room was 2 foot of hardend steel. He stood there emotionless. It seemed
eerie, only the gow from machine lit the room at the moment, the god
machine...
"Man should not be allowed to play god..." He whisperd. He knelt down next
to a machine and placed something, flicke d switch and watched two lights
turn on, a green and a red.The Red one went out and left the green on.
"Wanna catch a pint now matey?
The effect of the nanos on his body was wearing off now, and he was feeling
perfectly normal, he could now subvoclalise with less static, "Yeah, I'd
lo.. to John, i'll be with yo.. in the Lunar stat... in thirty mins?", he
then turned to Severn, "Jack and I had a little conversation about getting
me a GunBlade yesterday, he said you could have one for me today?"
Severn laughed.
"Only one?"
He pressed a button, and a small panel slid away and raised un a rack of
training weapons of Jacks, they ranged from knifes, to gttling guns, and a
Gunblade that had seen better days. Chris felt the weight and smiled.
"You know, if you want some training, just come down here in your spare
time"
"You know what... i might just do that..."
He headed off towards the lunar station, where he met Keats.
"Bar hopping?"
"Sounds good"
They headed off, and as they left the ship, Keats pressed a small button in
his pocket that caused a green light to dissapear and a red one to light up
momentarily before an explosion rocked the Science block.
<Tag any command/security staff who want to investigate the damage and hole
that was Phoenx fire>
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