peter noble
April 8th, 2003, 02:11 PM
THE GALACTICA 'NIGHT' GAIUS'S QUARTERS.
THE ONLY ILLUMINATION IS A TABLE LAMP SET ON LOW.
GAIUS IS IN BED WRITHING UNDER THE COVERS AND MOANING.
ALL OF A SUDDEN HE WAKES UP BOLT UPRIGHT.
GAIUS: Oh my Lord, Six please stop!
IN THE MURKY LIGHT WE CAN SEE A FEMALE FORM IN VERY SKIMPY ATTIRE.
FEMALE: Six? Who is Six? John is that you?
GAIUS: John?
GAIUS REACHES OVER AND TURNS ON THE LAMP.
STANDING OVER HIM IS A KILLER BOD WITH THE HEAD OF A MAN WITH A PASTY FACED SKULL LIKE APPEARANCE. HE SEEMS TO BE WEARING SOME SORT OF LEATHER FETISH MASK. HE HAS DARK BEADY EYES.
HARVEY (THE NEURAL CLONE): You're not John Crichton!
GAIUS: You're not Number Six, my synthetic Cylon sex surrogate!
BOTH TOGETHER: AAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHH!
THE ONLY ILLUMINATION IS A TABLE LAMP SET ON LOW.
GAIUS IS IN BED WRITHING UNDER THE COVERS AND MOANING.
ALL OF A SUDDEN HE WAKES UP BOLT UPRIGHT.
GAIUS: Oh my Lord, Six please stop!
IN THE MURKY LIGHT WE CAN SEE A FEMALE FORM IN VERY SKIMPY ATTIRE.
FEMALE: Six? Who is Six? John is that you?
GAIUS: John?
GAIUS REACHES OVER AND TURNS ON THE LAMP.
STANDING OVER HIM IS A KILLER BOD WITH THE HEAD OF A MAN WITH A PASTY FACED SKULL LIKE APPEARANCE. HE SEEMS TO BE WEARING SOME SORT OF LEATHER FETISH MASK. HE HAS DARK BEADY EYES.
HARVEY (THE NEURAL CLONE): You're not John Crichton!
GAIUS: You're not Number Six, my synthetic Cylon sex surrogate!
BOTH TOGETHER: AAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHH!