Doe ducked as Scrabbers sent a table flying over his head, when Doe looked back up he was only accompanied by the two Mudokons. Doe got up and brushed himself off, one of the Mudokons(Scri) made a submissive Scrab call. Doe looked at her as if she was an idiot and said with his industrial accent, "You realise the Scrab is already gone. Making calls like that won't do anything, but its interesting you know such things. Did you take Wildlife Care and Skinning classes too?" Then Doe bit down hard as his arm throbbed with pain, it was ok the table that bumped into his arm merely glanced it. Doe grabbed his arm and then said to the two Mudokons with his industrial accent, "Sorry about that I wasn't trying to be rude or anything. That Scrab just shook me up the thing nearly killed me, are you two ok?"
In reality Doe purposely didn't dodge the table so as to make things look more realistic, most Industrial-born Mudokons couldn't of dodged that, but Doe's instincts were prime enough for such endeavors.
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CD-428 watched as a fast, huge creature paused at the R&R and then after a small moment quickly ran off. "Did you see that Sir!?" CD-428 asked #7, "That animal just whizzed right by us, these creatures are getting too bold. Can I retrieve my weapon?"
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Alexander II freaked out when he discovered that the small black orb was actually death, the small Fuzzle tossed the grenade away towards a dusty crate. Just seconds after the grenade exited Alex's mouth it exploded with a loud boom sending the contents of the crate everywhere. The tiny creature ducked for cover trying to escape falling debree and said mostly to himself, "I wonder if Sturg is having a good time."
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Joe exited the train stretching his muscles after a long ride. "Come along now #10 we got a busy day ahead of us.
"Yeah yeah I'm coming." Replied CD-429 carrying his dual-barreled Blast Master 3000. "Who are we looking for again?"
"We are searching for the CEO of Rupture Farms, Arnie. I'm hoping to strike a deal with him, if my Intel is correct we might be able to get something together." Joe stated as he walked into the facility.
"Arnie huh? Sounds like a puny name."
"None of that now we need to look our best, remember business before emotions." Joe lead his personal-aide towards what was apparently the sleeping quarters for the employees. The suited up Mudokon walked over to a small gathering of inhabitants: A dark-skinned Mudokon, a twitchy Slig, and his apparent Slig superior.
Joe faced the higher status Slig and asked, "Excuse me boy, but would you be able to point me towards the Head of this fine establishment?"
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