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Chapter 5
"A sedative... sir?" Kryten had no other options. Simply talking to Lister had done nothing to relieve the problem... more...well... anger the situation further.
"Would you like a curry...to calm you nerves?" he had previously asked. But the curry just reminded Lister of the smeg-for-brains that was covered in it that morning.
Even offering Lister a shoulder to cry on didn't help... Both Rimmer AND his estranged 'daughter'- they had shoulders.
"Awritey there Listy...?" Holly had re-appeared from whatever he had been away for so long doing, utterly oblivious to the goings-on of that particular morning. That was it. Rimmer called him 'Listy'. He growled and sprung for the screen towards a rather suprised Holly.
"You startin' sumthin' Hol?!" Lister was uncontrollable. "Nooooowwww!!!!" Screeched the Cat.
"PING!! Doors opening...." the 'holo-lovers' had reached the cabin- bays...finally.
Lister sniffed the air and leered, natively. "There here...."
And with that particular thought... Rimmer and Bexlie - hair everywhere and with content expressions on each of their faces - sauntered lovingly through into the room. Rimmer caught sight of Lister immediately. Lister simply started for him...bloodshot eyes widened, veins a-pumping.
"Holly...? Soft light please... soft light... soft light...." Lister was becoming ever closer to the trembling Rimmer, grinning psychotically as he strode. He swung for him. "SOFT LIGHT HOLLYYYYY!!!"
Lister's clenched fist swiped through the hologram.
Kryten lunged at Lister's neck, with meticulously close timing.
'Psssst!' ....went the syringe. 'Thump!' ...went Lister. Again.
Holly was rather concerned by this point. When he saw him that morning, Lister was out-cold. When he saw him LATER that morning, he was out-cold again. And now... yes NOW... he needed a sedative?!
Chapter 5
"A sedative... sir?" Kryten had no other options. Simply talking to Lister had done nothing to relieve the problem... more...well... anger the situation further.
"Would you like a curry...to calm you nerves?" he had previously asked. But the curry just reminded Lister of the smeg-for-brains that was covered in it that morning.
Even offering Lister a shoulder to cry on didn't help... Both Rimmer AND his estranged 'daughter'- they had shoulders.
"Awritey there Listy...?" Holly had re-appeared from whatever he had been away for so long doing, utterly oblivious to the goings-on of that particular morning. That was it. Rimmer called him 'Listy'. He growled and sprung for the screen towards a rather suprised Holly.
"You startin' sumthin' Hol?!" Lister was uncontrollable. "Nooooowwww!!!!" Screeched the Cat.
"PING!! Doors opening...." the 'holo-lovers' had reached the cabin- bays...finally.
Lister sniffed the air and leered, natively. "There here...."
And with that particular thought... Rimmer and Bexlie - hair everywhere and with content expressions on each of their faces - sauntered lovingly through into the room. Rimmer caught sight of Lister immediately. Lister simply started for him...bloodshot eyes widened, veins a-pumping.
"Holly...? Soft light please... soft light... soft light...." Lister was becoming ever closer to the trembling Rimmer, grinning psychotically as he strode. He swung for him. "SOFT LIGHT HOLLYYYYY!!!"
Lister's clenched fist swiped through the hologram.
Kryten lunged at Lister's neck, with meticulously close timing.
'Psssst!' ....went the syringe. 'Thump!' ...went Lister. Again.
Holly was rather concerned by this point. When he saw him that morning, Lister was out-cold. When he saw him LATER that morning, he was out-cold again. And now... yes NOW... he needed a sedative?!