Risk Log
WHO: Arnold Rimmer and Donna Noble
WHERE Rimmer's room
Rimmer had to admit; he was a bit surprised that the one to answer his challenge for Risk was a woman. Surely he wasn't the only military minded man on the Barge. Still, if Donna wanted a good thrashing, who was Rimmer to refuse? It had been a good time since he'd managed to scrape together an opponent; Lister had always mocked his intense obsession with the board game. Well, to hell with Lister! Arnold Rimmer was going to finally get a chance to play someone in his favorite game!
Except, well, there was the slight problem of setting the board up. He could see it sitting clearly amongst his things, but there was no way he himself could put it together. He might have asked for a hologramatic version, but that would have been little use to Donna. He was going to have to make his guest do everything.
No wonder he had no luck with the women, he thought.
With a sigh, he turned to the door and waited for his adversary to arrive.
WHERE Rimmer's room
Rimmer had to admit; he was a bit surprised that the one to answer his challenge for Risk was a woman. Surely he wasn't the only military minded man on the Barge. Still, if Donna wanted a good thrashing, who was Rimmer to refuse? It had been a good time since he'd managed to scrape together an opponent; Lister had always mocked his intense obsession with the board game. Well, to hell with Lister! Arnold Rimmer was going to finally get a chance to play someone in his favorite game!
Except, well, there was the slight problem of setting the board up. He could see it sitting clearly amongst his things, but there was no way he himself could put it together. He might have asked for a hologramatic version, but that would have been little use to Donna. He was going to have to make his guest do everything.
No wonder he had no luck with the women, he thought.
With a sigh, he turned to the door and waited for his adversary to arrive.