Post by Deleted on Nov 13, 2011 20:30:04 GMT -8
Two lab techs huddled together, discussing what was happening. "Eighty percent chance he comes out of there nude," one said. The other shook his head. "I'm not taking that bet. He walked through the corridors in his underwear, remember?" "Right," the first one remarked. He was not making anything off of Hunter today.
Inside the shower, Hunter scrubbed and scrubbed, used the handheld attachment to the sonic shower, and assumed positions not usually seen in a shower. Finally, when he was satisfied, he looked down at the trousers that were lying on the floor of the emergency shower. "I'm not touching that with a ten meter pole," he said. He looked around, but, since it was an emergency shower, the usually necessities were not available. Great. He sighed and ran a sanitized hand through his germ-free hair. "To hell with it," he grumbled. This was not his day. His hand reached out and opened the door. "Can anyone get me-"
"Here, I thought you might want this."
"Thanks," Hunter said, relieved. He quickly put on the trousers, then more slowly donned the rest of the uniform. When he was done, he walked barefoot over to the lab table, grabbed a pair of shoe covers and slipped them over his feet, then put on a pair of gloves. "You might want to stand back," Hunter said to Quin. Reaching down, he picked up the errant trousers and carried them away from himself to the waste disposal unit. Flinging the gloves in after them, he clapped his hands together and said, "goodbye to bad rubbish." He sat down gingerly onto his chair back at his station. "What's everyone standing around for," he asked. Pulling up his mail, he noticed that Georgia had not replied to his message yet. "Well, welcome back to me."
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Inside the shower, Hunter scrubbed and scrubbed, used the handheld attachment to the sonic shower, and assumed positions not usually seen in a shower. Finally, when he was satisfied, he looked down at the trousers that were lying on the floor of the emergency shower. "I'm not touching that with a ten meter pole," he said. He looked around, but, since it was an emergency shower, the usually necessities were not available. Great. He sighed and ran a sanitized hand through his germ-free hair. "To hell with it," he grumbled. This was not his day. His hand reached out and opened the door. "Can anyone get me-"
"Here, I thought you might want this."
"Thanks," Hunter said, relieved. He quickly put on the trousers, then more slowly donned the rest of the uniform. When he was done, he walked barefoot over to the lab table, grabbed a pair of shoe covers and slipped them over his feet, then put on a pair of gloves. "You might want to stand back," Hunter said to Quin. Reaching down, he picked up the errant trousers and carried them away from himself to the waste disposal unit. Flinging the gloves in after them, he clapped his hands together and said, "goodbye to bad rubbish." He sat down gingerly onto his chair back at his station. "What's everyone standing around for," he asked. Pulling up his mail, he noticed that Georgia had not replied to his message yet. "Well, welcome back to me."
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