George Melons - Nox
As luck would have it, the blades did in fact hit George Melons right across the midsection, practically disembowling him. Before he could even scream, his whole body was set alight. Burning and dripping guts wasn't a good look for anybody, not even George Melons...
Fortunately, however, the Adminazine had not yet left his system. As if by magic, the contents of his intestines and stomach made their way back inside of him, and the fire slowly burned out. The only truly lasting damage would likely be the several years that the drugs had taken off his lifespan in return.
"Okay, you Exodus-bound FREAK, now I'm unhappy! And an unhappy George Melons is a dangerous George Melons. Probably!" He reached into his pocket again and produced a dinky little remote control. "You know what's great about multidimensional travel? Pretty much nothing!" and with that, he pressed down on the remote, enveloping himself and the other three in a bright purple light... And then they were gone.
Sir Frederick Selous - The Ice Moon
Sir Frederick could barely believe the past minute of his life had transpired. Attacked by a drugged up spaceman, bearing witness to a fight between said spaceman and the cat woman, and now... Wherever they were, it was damnably cold. And it most certainly was not Nox. Oh hell, the mission had gone south!
"Where the devil are we?" his voice had a chatter to it. This was far colder than Frederick was used to. He took a look around... Ice and snow as far as the eye could see, several horrifyingly deep ravines, twisted metal wreckage and... In the distance was a single light, coming from what looked like some sort of bunker. "Is this Antarctica?"