h2g2 The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy: Earth Edition

[Janine throws a shuriken at Neo-Kefka.]

[[Fallen One]]

[A cute little sprite flies down to Neo-Kefka, causing his HP to fall down to 1.]

[Neo-Kefka] No fair!

[Kefka] Yes fair!

[Neo-Kefka runs away and disappears completely.]

...hey cap'n Pace... can't we set up a play room for these kids to muck about in...it could be dangerous for them to be down here...
Good Boy Ludwig...fine dog...yessss...
*rolls out 'slap-on' rollaway punch cabinet, produces boxful of 'winalot' doggie biscuits and offers one to ludwig*
'thanks for coming down ludwig, i appreciate it,let me know if you see anything else suspicious'

alec (*)

*gobbles biscuit*

*wags tail*

*disappears*

Right! *Grabs Broom and Sweeps Kefka out of the Generator Room*

[Janine follows after him]

* knocks and climbs down the ladder to the generator room *

Hi Alec, how are you? I thought you might like some and a . It is the special coffee you like that is 50% rum!

luz!!!!!
thankyou so much for the
had a bit of a situation down here but everything is just about clean and tidy again...now i'm ready for some of your breakfast...ta,

alec

My pleasure Alec

So what has been keeping you busy?

...well it's all in the backlog somewhere, fortunately i had some help from Cap'n Prance and Mr.Plato, and then the mighty Ludwig the watchdogarrived and the outcome was not in question.All Mr. Plato had to do was sweep the floor a bit...no problem.

alec.

* Thinks what a great guy Alec is *

We are lucky to have someone as capable as you on board Alec

*alec drops screwdriver on floor, bends to pick it up, smacks forehead on generator,stands up smartly, smacks head on overhead piping,rubs forehead,leaving black oily smear above left eye...

alec.

* wishes she had not said anything *

That really suits you Alec

*Caerwynn and DM descend the chute, giggling and land on a soft pile of clean rags*

You ok DM?

That was fun want to do it again?

* thye giggle some more, then both fall asleep, snoring gently and in tune *

I don't see how anyone could fall asleep in a generator room... tsk tsk

*enter alec, returning from RL,(not too different from here)*
*walks around generator room, checking oil pressures,water temperatures,ion stream flow rates,solar panel inputs,gymnasium spinning class electrical output etc...feeds hamsters Martin and Thomas...(also doing their bit)...sees fingerprints on otherwise shiny chrome cylinder head covers and reaches behind him for a fresh cotton rag from the pile...

'What the...'

*turns around to discover two of the most beautiful ladies he has ever seen, fast asleep in the ragpile...the aroma of absinthe reaches his nostrils...*

'What the...its Caerwynn and Dark Mistress...they must have fallen down the chute...oh shoot...i hope they are alright...'

*rolls out the 'slap-on' rollaway steel punch cabinet in which is a first aid kit and several items of refreshment*

'erm...ladies...erm caerwynn...are you alright?'

*holds open jar of marmite under Caerwynn's nose in an attempt to revive her*

alec.

* knocks and enters with morning and *

Morning Alec Thought you might like these.

* sees Caerwynn and DM *

Sorry am I interrupting something?

*slowly comes to*

What..., where...., oh yes...

*sees pot of Marmite , turns, sees DM still snoring gently and begins to remember....*

That was some absinthe. Thank the gods that Alec is a perfectionist, that chute was really smooth inside.

Wonder if we should get more installed?

*puts a large, clean rag over DM, to stop any more of her perfect tan being on display. Leaves a note for Alec, beside the Marmite..*

Sorry about the intrusion Alec, hope we weren't in your way.

*leaves a note for DM...*

Didn't want to disturb you! Think I might avoid absinthe for a day or two! See you later.

*leaves the Generator Room, for a shower and change of clothes*

*after his experience with the plank on his return from RLw**k,alec gingerly climbs down the ladder into the generator room.
he rolls out the 'slap-on'rollaway steel punch cabinet and pops a Peroni whilst slicing a mango (Carib style) and juicing another...
mixing in and ,he opens the freezer section and selects...
the Mildenhall. . . .

With attitude thus adjusted, he reaches behind him in the cotton ragpile for something with which to polish the chrome cylinder head covers.*

'!!!What the...!!!These aren't cotton...what's been going on here???'

alec.

* touches fabric *

Is that silk Alec?