Gore was relieved the gun was accepted, even though it looked more like a long pistol than a rifle to the tall machine. He was told to follow, and obliged. Standing next to the door, he whispered quietly, "If these Mudokons are in league with the animals, they could be very dangerous... and also, isn't this the executive office? Where's Arnie? I sure hope he's along way away from here... from the looks of it, it could have been an assassination attempt..." He stopped and waited for RG to give a signal. He would be ready to give an interrogation of a... physical nature, if he needed to. His temporary hormones had not only given him legs, but a moderately increased muscle mass. Not Big Bro standards... but still beating standards.
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