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Pandora's Box #75-76: Maybe we should get gags?ON: [On the way to Bellerophon's Den, 0001 hours] "Oh my God! I'm gonna be late!" Alyson was freaking, running down the corridor with nothing on but a tanktop, a red leather miniskirt, and stilletos. Her fedora would not stay on her head, so she carried it in her hand, and found her other boss, Ryylar, standing there, as if waiting to whip her on sight. "I'm so sorry, boss! I took a nap after my shift with the Captain, and forgot to set the alarm! I'm so, so sorry!" she said, almost pleading him not to claw her or something. "That'sssss all rrrrrright." He said with a sigh. "Not like you could help it anyway.... Damnit...." He said, cursing as his thoughts were spoken again. "Not like I could help what?" she asked, setting her hat on head. "Nothing, forrrrrrget it." He said to her, shaking his head. "Sssssstupid doctorrrrr can't figurrrrrre out what'sssss wrrrrrong." He said. He and Kristiana had both been to Sickbay and the physician had told them the same thing he had told the others, do your best to stay out of situations where tact and guile are necessary. "Okay..." she said, wondering what was going on. "Well, if you'll excuse me, I'll start my shift now," she finished, moving to bar, squeezing herself between the Caitian and the bar, unintentionally brushing up to him on the way. His eyes widened. "DON'T TOUCH ME!!!" He exclaimed, not in anger, but in a warning cautionary tone. "What? WHAT? What's going on?" she asked, surprised. "Why are you being such a freak today? Oops...did I say that out loud?" "Becaussssse therrrrre'sssss an epidemic going arrrrrrround the ssssship it's transssssferrrrrrred by contact apparrrrently. And now you've got it too..." He said sighing. Alyson cocked her head to the side and smirked. "Well, it could have its advantages..." she mused as an officer came over and asked for a drink. She turned to him and took out some liquor bottles and a glass. "Well, you could have more than a drink, you know..." she said before she could control her thoughts. "Oops. Sorry." He grimaced and groaned. "Ssssshe meansssss you could have dinnerrrrrr if you ssssso choossssse. We arrrrre ssssserrrrrrving mealsssss all the time." He said with a joking nervous chuckle. The customer grunted something, and went to back to a table with his buddies. "Yeah, thanks for saving my butt." "You'rrrrrre welcome... it'ssssss a butt worrrrrrth ssssssaving." He said with another groan. Stupid virus was going to get him shoved out an airlock. "Uh huh. Just so you know, I'm not having sex with you. Not unless you stop being my boss. Then you're free game," she blurted out. "Okay, this is gonna take some time to get used to, lalalalala." "Yeeeeahhh..." He said, drawing it out as he turned and shook his head. "Do you think you can handle thingsssss herrrre? Orrrrrr do you need me to keep you out of trrrrrrouble?" He asked her. "Know when to open your mouth, and know when to keep it shut. I think this is just one of those times where I just need to keep it shut. I don't want to scare all the customers away," she responded. "You get some sleep. I mean, you look like crap," she remarked, but not before she could bring her hands to her lips. "Whoops." "Yeah I know I do. But that'ssss all rrrrright, you morrrrre than make up forrrrrr that." He said, closing his eyes in a grimace as he turned to exit the Bellerophon's den. Alyson shook her head, and turned back to the counter, where a few people were waiting. "Well, well, well, what can I get you, soldiers?" OFF: Warrant Officer Ryylar Morale Officer USS Pegasus "I've waited a long time for the perfect woman in a black... TWENTY SEVEN BOTTLES OF BEER!" & Crewman Recruit Alyson Cooper Yeoman/Barwench USS Pegasus
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