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<blockquote data-quote="Capellan" data-source="post: 1813341" data-attributes="member: 6294">&quot;Space Tomb&quot; - Part 12Archie clanks up behind Fury, his expression as shocked as a robot's can get.&quot;S'Ondra!&nbsp; That outfit is most inappropriate.&nbsp; You'll catch a cold, dressed like that!&quot;The Princess ignores Archie's concerns, and instead crooks her finger at Fury,&quot;Why not come this way, Captain?&quot; she asks, with a coy smile, &quot;There's something I want to ... show you.&quot;&quot;S'Ondra, have you bathed recently?&quot; Archie's lights flicker in agitation, &quot;I am detecting unusual chemicals from your bio-readings.&nbsp; Though you are quite marvellously clean.&quot;&quot;Hush, Archie.&quot; Fury swaggers his way toward S'Ondra, &quot;You know I'm always willing to see anything you'd like to show off, Princess.&quot;Archie hits him.&quot;That was an improper advance.&quot; The robot announces primly.&quot;Urrgbkle.&quot; Fury protests, from his semi-comatose sprawl on the floor.&nbsp; He may be hard-headed, but it's not every day a two and a half ton robot punches your lights out.&quot;Captain, you appear to be injured.&nbsp; I must take you to the Doctor immediately.&quot; Archie scoops up Fury, whose arms and legs wave feebly as the robot drapes him over one shoulder. &quot;Excuse me, Princess.&quot;&quot;Wait!&quot; S'Ondra protests, blinking out of her surprise at the robot's sudden action, &quot;Stop! &quot;Archie grinds to a halt, gears whirring.&nbsp; The robot's whole body quivers, as if he wants to leap forward, but his hard-wired programming holds him still.&nbsp; S'Ondra smiles,&quot;You have to obey me.&quot;&quot;I must obey all mission members.&quot; Archie concedes, stiffly, swivelling his head to regard the salacious beauty as she walks slowly toward him, &quot;In accordance with their respective authority.&quot;Dimly, this pierces the befuddled Fury's brain,&quot;Must .... find ... Doctor.&quot; He moans.&quot;Sorry Princess, I have my orders.&quot; Who knew a robot could sound so smug?&nbsp; Archie speeds off down the ship's corridor.&quot;Wait!&nbsp; Stop!&nbsp; Damn it!&quot; S'Ondra wails, then stamps her foot, but Archie speeds on, leaving her behind.&nbsp; As the steel walls of the corridors blur past, he gently nudges Fury's semi-conscious body,&quot;Sorry about the thumping, Captain, but I don't think Princess S'Ondra was quite herself.&nbsp; I'm sure you would have regretted going with her.&nbsp; We have to find the Doctor.&nbsp; He'll know what to do.&quot;&quot;Mmphrgl.&quot;&quot;I knew you'd agree.&quot;We cut to the Engineering section, as Doctor Gustav stirs in his chair.&nbsp; Thick black chains have been wound around his body and upper arms, imprisoning him in his seat.&quot;Ach, Archie ... it cannot yet be time to get up.&quot; Suddenly Gustav's eyes snap open, as he realises his predicament. &quot;You!&quot; he accuses.&quot;Me.&quot; Xinthon agrees, pleasantly.&nbsp; The alien is leaning over the schematics the Doctor drew during his research, &quot;I must say, I'm impressed that someone with your primitive intellect could have so quickly designed a solution to my predicament.&nbsp; If only you hadn't also been so clever as to find out my little secrets, you might actually have survived this.&quot; He pauses, then shrugs with a smile, &quot;Actually, probably not.&quot;&quot;Zis will never vork.&quot; Gustav promises the alien, as he fruitlessly tries to squirm out of his bonds, &quot;Ze ozzers will be here to stop your evil plan!&quot; he pauses, &quot;Vot is your evil plan?&quot;&quot;I told you.&nbsp; I just want to get home.&quot; Xinthon smiles, his teeth seeming uncomfortably large and sharp.&quot;Are zey all like you, zere?&quot;Xinthon laughs, then shakes his head mockingly,&quot;They are not.&nbsp; I have improved myself.&nbsp; And your daughter.&quot;Archie bursts through the door.&nbsp; Xinthon sighs,&quot;Though I have not, it seems, improved her enough.&quot;Archie lets Fury's limp body slide to the floor, then strides forward, his visual receptors locked on Xinthon.&nbsp; Slowly, he raises his arms, the massive exhaust ports opening above his hands,&quot;I have detected a large accumulation of rubbish in this room, Doctor.&nbsp; Permission to deploy Plasma Burners?&quot;</blockquote>

[QUOTE="Capellan, post: 1813341, member: 6294"] [b]"Space Tomb" - Part 12[/b] Archie clanks up behind Fury, his expression as shocked as a robot's can get. "S'Ondra! That outfit is most inappropriate. You'll catch a cold, dressed like that!" The Princess ignores Archie's concerns, and instead crooks her finger at Fury, "Why not come this way, Captain?" she asks, with a coy smile, "There's something I want to ... show you." "S'Ondra, have you bathed recently?" Archie's lights flicker in agitation, "I am detecting unusual chemicals from your bio-readings. Though you are quite marvellously clean." "Hush, Archie." Fury swaggers his way toward S'Ondra, "You know I'm always willing to see anything you'd like to show off, Princess." Archie hits him. "[I]That[/I] was an improper advance." The robot announces primly. "Urrgbkle." Fury protests, from his semi-comatose sprawl on the floor. He may be hard-headed, but it's not every day a two and a half ton robot punches your lights out. "Captain, you appear to be injured. I must take you to the Doctor immediately." Archie scoops up Fury, whose arms and legs wave feebly as the robot drapes him over one shoulder. "Excuse me, Princess." "Wait!" S'Ondra protests, blinking out of her surprise at the robot's sudden action, "Stop! " Archie grinds to a halt, gears whirring. The robot's whole body quivers, as if he wants to leap forward, but his hard-wired programming holds him still. S'Ondra smiles, "You have to obey me." "I must obey all mission members." Archie concedes, stiffly, swivelling his head to regard the salacious beauty as she walks slowly toward him, "In accordance with their respective authority." Dimly, this pierces the befuddled Fury's brain, "Must .... find ... Doctor." He moans. "Sorry Princess, I have my orders." Who knew a robot could sound so smug? Archie speeds off down the ship's corridor. "Wait! Stop! Damn it!" S'Ondra wails, then stamps her foot, but Archie speeds on, leaving her behind. As the steel walls of the corridors blur past, he gently nudges Fury's semi-conscious body, "Sorry about the thumping, Captain, but I don't think Princess S'Ondra was quite herself. I'm sure you would have regretted going with her. We have to find the Doctor. He'll know what to do." "Mmphrgl." "I knew you'd agree." We cut to the Engineering section, as Doctor Gustav stirs in his chair. Thick black chains have been wound around his body and upper arms, imprisoning him in his seat. "Ach, Archie ... it cannot yet be time to get up." Suddenly Gustav's eyes snap open, as he realises his predicament. "You!" he accuses. "Me." Xinthon agrees, pleasantly. The alien is leaning over the schematics the Doctor drew during his research, "I must say, I'm impressed that someone with your primitive intellect could have so quickly designed a solution to my predicament. If only you hadn't also been so clever as to find out my little secrets, you might actually have survived this." He pauses, then shrugs with a smile, "Actually, probably not." "Zis will never vork." Gustav promises the alien, as he fruitlessly tries to squirm out of his bonds, "Ze ozzers will be here to stop your evil plan!" he pauses, "Vot [I]is[/I] your evil plan?" "I told you. I just want to get home." Xinthon smiles, his teeth seeming uncomfortably large and sharp. "Are zey all like you, zere?" Xinthon laughs, then shakes his head mockingly, "They are not. I have [I]improved[/I] myself. And your daughter." Archie bursts through the door. Xinthon sighs, "Though I have not, it seems, improved her enough." Archie lets Fury's limp body slide to the floor, then strides forward, his visual receptors locked on Xinthon. Slowly, he raises his arms, the massive exhaust ports opening above his hands, "I have detected a large accumulation of rubbish in this room, Doctor. Permission to deploy Plasma Burners?" [/QUOTE]

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