Stage 2 Emergency - OPEN
Who: Agent K, Dr. Gray, Vampire Peter and y'all
What: Stopping the alien menace
When: After Dr. G and fangyPeter get into trouble.
Where: Basement lair of the Ebil Tentacle Alien
Rating/Notes: Rated C for Crack
Was on my way into the Company when I got the emergency flash cross the back of my Raybans. The ID listed the agent in trouble as Dr. Gabriel Gray. He’s one of the clones they got working in this division, and I ain’t got a clue why he’s out in the field when he’s supposed to be in charge of the clinic. Might need to have a little talk with Agent P about what’s going on with his people, but first things first. We gotta doctor to save.
“Excuse me!” I shouted as the door closed behind me. I pulled off my sunglasses and looked at the various agents there to greet me. “We got a Stage 2 emergency. Y’all get your guns or whatever it is you use, and get your butts in gear, gentlemen. Your Dr. Gray has got himself in a heap of trouble. Course there might be no emergency at all in case your doctor butt dialed the emergency beacon, in which case we’ll have more trainin’ to discuss.”
I didn’t wait for them to say a thing. Instead I turned on my heels and headed back out to my car. I unlocked it and glanced over the roof at one of the agents. “Y’all wanna ride shot gun, that’s fine, but no touchin’ my radio. I like to listen to Elvis when I’m fixin’ to save the universe.”
What: Stopping the alien menace
When: After Dr. G and fangyPeter get into trouble.
Where: Basement lair of the Ebil Tentacle Alien
Rating/Notes: Rated C for Crack
Was on my way into the Company when I got the emergency flash cross the back of my Raybans. The ID listed the agent in trouble as Dr. Gabriel Gray. He’s one of the clones they got working in this division, and I ain’t got a clue why he’s out in the field when he’s supposed to be in charge of the clinic. Might need to have a little talk with Agent P about what’s going on with his people, but first things first. We gotta doctor to save.
“Excuse me!” I shouted as the door closed behind me. I pulled off my sunglasses and looked at the various agents there to greet me. “We got a Stage 2 emergency. Y’all get your guns or whatever it is you use, and get your butts in gear, gentlemen. Your Dr. Gray has got himself in a heap of trouble. Course there might be no emergency at all in case your doctor butt dialed the emergency beacon, in which case we’ll have more trainin’ to discuss.”
I didn’t wait for them to say a thing. Instead I turned on my heels and headed back out to my car. I unlocked it and glanced over the roof at one of the agents. “Y’all wanna ride shot gun, that’s fine, but no touchin’ my radio. I like to listen to Elvis when I’m fixin’ to save the universe.”