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[oldironballs]

He enters stiffly, hiding more than a touch of diffidence behind a smug, self-satisfied expression.

With a smart(ish) click of his heels, he stands to attention, twirling his right wrist in a long, foppish, extended, long, effete, boring, and did we mention incredibly long salute.

I expect you've all missed me.

He bounces on his toes whilst

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[jaynesfan]

*stares, bemused* ... What was that? With the... *flaps his hand around*

[oldironballs]

*sternly* A salute. A Half-Rimmer, to be precise.

[jaynesfan]

*a bit annoyed* Who are you saluting? There ain't nobody here as is better than any other, so quit it.

[oldironballs]

*eyes him with some disdain* Afraid of a bit of authority, are we?

[jaynesfan]

*eyes narrowed* I take a stand against one man saying he's better than another, if that's what you mean.