Vignette - Report. PG.
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reddwarfslashSet pre-Season One.
Blue for maths. Yellow for star charts. Green for the intersection of the two - applied equational navigation. It would be perfect. With a chart this harmonically balanced, color-wise, revision would be a snap. Yes, he would be able to revise properly, this time. After that, pass the exam, become an officer - and then, nothing to keep him from going up the ziggurat, lickety-split. Up just like his brothers - and why not farther than them? Yes, his time spent at the bottom would give him a unique insight into... well, into something that had eluded his brothers, and whatever it was, it would jolly well make him a better officer! Like Henry... whichever Henry it was who dressed like one of his troops. And had that fabulous To Be speech. Rimmer pulled out his green marker and started to color in the square painstakingly.
He had just gotten to the right edge when the door opened, spitting a drunk Lister into the room - a drunk Lister who was bawling a bawdy song at the top of his lungs. Rimmer twitched, and the green marker ran into the yellow square.
"Lister!" Rimmer yelled, leaping to his feet and throwing the green marker onto the table in frustration. "You've ruined it, you smegging rat-testicled git!"
Lister paused in his singing, looking at Rimmer with confused and blurry eyes. "Whu?"
"Don't 'whu' me!" Rimmer yelled, spitting in his fury. "You ruined my revision timetable!"
Lister craned his neck, looking at the table that he could not possibly focus on properly. "Nah. Yeh ruined it yerself." He raised a middle finger and stumbled towards his bunk.
"Do you know the penalty for flipping a superior officer the bird?" Rimmer declared haughtily. He was terribly irritated about the ruin of his beautiful timetable - he'd have to start over from the very beginning, and it had taken him three days to get as far along as he had before Lister had ruined it. But if there was one thing that was guaranteed to make him feel better when something had gotten him down, it was to put Lister on report. He walked over to his own bunk and fished his notebook out from under his pillow, dodging Lister's waving legs as the twonk struggled to reach his upper bunk.
"Rimmer..." Lister sighed, dropping back to the ground. "Yeh write me up all the smegging time, and Todhunter just ignores it. Why do yeh waste yer time..."
"It is not a waste of time, miladdio!" Rimmer said, starting to write the details of the incident into his book. "Just because Todhunter does not have the vision to..."
The book disappeared from Rimmer's hands. He jerked his head around in time to see Lister's bum disappear through the door. He had stolen Rimmer's book! And now he was taking it smeg knew where! "Lister!" Rimmer yelled as he ran through the door to give chase. "Do you know the penalty for stealing a superior technician's report book? You're on..." he had to pause to suck in a breath - this was more running than he was used to! "You're on report, miladdio!"
Blue for maths. Yellow for star charts. Green for the intersection of the two - applied equational navigation. It would be perfect. With a chart this harmonically balanced, color-wise, revision would be a snap. Yes, he would be able to revise properly, this time. After that, pass the exam, become an officer - and then, nothing to keep him from going up the ziggurat, lickety-split. Up just like his brothers - and why not farther than them? Yes, his time spent at the bottom would give him a unique insight into... well, into something that had eluded his brothers, and whatever it was, it would jolly well make him a better officer! Like Henry... whichever Henry it was who dressed like one of his troops. And had that fabulous To Be speech. Rimmer pulled out his green marker and started to color in the square painstakingly.
He had just gotten to the right edge when the door opened, spitting a drunk Lister into the room - a drunk Lister who was bawling a bawdy song at the top of his lungs. Rimmer twitched, and the green marker ran into the yellow square.
"Lister!" Rimmer yelled, leaping to his feet and throwing the green marker onto the table in frustration. "You've ruined it, you smegging rat-testicled git!"
Lister paused in his singing, looking at Rimmer with confused and blurry eyes. "Whu?"
"Don't 'whu' me!" Rimmer yelled, spitting in his fury. "You ruined my revision timetable!"
Lister craned his neck, looking at the table that he could not possibly focus on properly. "Nah. Yeh ruined it yerself." He raised a middle finger and stumbled towards his bunk.
"Do you know the penalty for flipping a superior officer the bird?" Rimmer declared haughtily. He was terribly irritated about the ruin of his beautiful timetable - he'd have to start over from the very beginning, and it had taken him three days to get as far along as he had before Lister had ruined it. But if there was one thing that was guaranteed to make him feel better when something had gotten him down, it was to put Lister on report. He walked over to his own bunk and fished his notebook out from under his pillow, dodging Lister's waving legs as the twonk struggled to reach his upper bunk.
"Rimmer..." Lister sighed, dropping back to the ground. "Yeh write me up all the smegging time, and Todhunter just ignores it. Why do yeh waste yer time..."
"It is not a waste of time, miladdio!" Rimmer said, starting to write the details of the incident into his book. "Just because Todhunter does not have the vision to..."
The book disappeared from Rimmer's hands. He jerked his head around in time to see Lister's bum disappear through the door. He had stolen Rimmer's book! And now he was taking it smeg knew where! "Lister!" Rimmer yelled as he ran through the door to give chase. "Do you know the penalty for stealing a superior technician's report book? You're on..." he had to pause to suck in a breath - this was more running than he was used to! "You're on report, miladdio!"
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Date: 2007-04-01 09:53 pm (UTC)He's keeping an eye on things, at any rate. Good.
Terribly obsessed with Lister, isn't he? Seeing those early eps yesterday really brought that home.
I still like this still.
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Date: 2007-04-02 05:39 am (UTC)