http://smegging-hell.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] smegging-hell.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] trans_92009-09-17 10:34 am

Sleeping on the job

Lister has been blissfully unaware of any going on in the City. Yes, the beds aboard Stacey may be creepy, but they're warm, comfortable, and there is a nice breeze that stops Lister's random claustrophobia kicking in.

So he's missed much of the going's on at the Yeerk Trial, the Yeerkball contest, and the general bad times down in the City.

Anyone passing the Sleeping Halls will be hearing some weird noises.

|| Dave Lister, you have spent the optimum time asleep. It is now time to get up.||

This is then followed by a loud, and drawn out snore.

There is then a squelch, similar to that made by tentacles as they come out of the walls. Then there is a thud.

"Smeg!"

There is then the sound of bare hands scraping along a squishy floor, then a damp thump, and a deep, lazy breath.

A few seconds later, the whole process starts over again.

Lister, Stacey has decided it's time for you to get up.

[identity profile] sgmitchell.livejournal.com 2009-09-17 01:40 pm (UTC)(link)
Cam had no idea who the person was that...Lister, that was his name...mentioned, but he got the general gist. Everyone had someone they would rather not see on a crappy day.

"Maybe Stacy'll lock the door for you?"

[identity profile] sgmitchell.livejournal.com 2009-09-17 02:16 pm (UTC)(link)
"Hm." Holograms weren't new to him, but holograms with autonomy and personality were, for the most part. It was probably a good thing, really. And unsurprising, given that the man was from some alternate world with very different technology.

"None who can walk through walls, fortunately."