***************** The Child-like Wonder and the Insecurity Officer stride down the corridors of the Heisenburg, Lite over the Child-like Wonder's shoulder. Lite is kicking and screaming "LET ME GO!", but to no effect. They come across Guillaume, Stoops, and Kendragon. Child-like Wonder: Good Afternoon, folks. Guillaume: Oh good! You caught him! Are you taking him to the Commander's office? Insecurity Officer: (insecurely) Well...yes. We already called to say we're bringing him. Stoops: Great! We want to come along. To see what happens Kendragon: And tell Scribonia about him shredding important papers! (She still carries the pile of sheet music scraps.) Child-like Wonder: Well come along then! ************* yaz and Metag are standing outside yaz's door. yaz: You really don't have to apologize...I guess... Metag: Yeah, but I'm still sorry I told him about your quarters. He must have really destroyed your puzzle. yaz: Among other things. Metag: Yeah, I think he's much more dangerous than anybody suspects. But do you think he's a spy? yaz: He almost blew up engineering! If that doesn't qualify as sabotage I don't know what does! I think they left him behind to do as much damage as he could. Being a kid is perfect cover for a saboteur! Around a bend come the Insecurity Officer, Head Librarian Guillaume, Chief Music Coordinator Stoops, Ship's Gerbil Kendragon, and the Child-like Wonder carrying Lite, who is still struggling. Stoops: (Bouncily) Look who WE'VE got! Metag plugs his ears to block out Lite's deafening shouts, and the crowd passes by. yaz looks like he is suppressing murderous urges. After they are a few feet away down the hall... Metag: Well I suppose we should go along, if nothing else just to make sure Scribonia knows what a terror that kid is. yaz: Okay. Let's catch up. *********** Transporter Operator, finally through with The Shift From Hell, emerges tiredly from the transporter room, right into the passing crowd. Transporter Operator: Whoa! What's this, a lynch mob? yaz: I wish. Transporter Operator: Hey, if you're taking him to Scribonia's, I've got a bone to pick too! Wait up! ************* Scene: The corridor outside of Ten-Forward. The door to the bar slides open...and Redshirt and CrimsonTunic come crawling out. Redshirt: Oh, man! Theesh lights are soooo bright! CrimsonTunic: Oh yeah... Redshit old buddy, I hope you know how to get back to our room! Redshirt: Have no fear old pal! I know it's around here somewhere...(starts hunting around the carpet) Oh No! CrimsonTunic: What? Redshirt: Oh No! This is terrible! CrimsonTunic: What? What is it? Redshirt: We're under attack! Look! The hall is rocking back and forth! We're getting creamed! Red Alert! (tries to get up) CrimsonTunic: No, no, wait! It's you! You're rocking back and forth! Come back down here! Redshirt: Oh! Oh yeah! (sinks back down) That's much better. You know, I can't remember. CrimsonTunic: What? Redshirt: Which one of ush got killed first. Did I buy you drinks or did you buy me drinks? CrimsonTunic: Hit. Redshirt: What? CrimsonTunic: On the head. Redshirt: Oh yeah...Look, a bunch of people! I hope there aren't any officers with them. All of the people carrying Lite try to step over the inebriated pair, with partial success. Lite has now switched to pleading. Redshirt: Aieee! It's him! CrimsonTunic: Who? Redshirt: The guy who killed us! CrimsonTunic: Run away! Redshirt: No! After him! CrimsonTunic: After you! (giggles) They pull themselves up and go stumbling after the crowd. **********
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