Vince: Tips? Yeah. Stay away from a certain jerk named Smudge. And Jammer. But the rest of us are pretty decent. But watch out for two certain mushy-heads named Red Muse and Jayne--they're strange. I mean, a slig with one of our kind? Just doesn't seem too natural if you ask me. --Ain't that right gramps?
Correl: *after sleepily following the four of them to the Rest Room, he collapses on a bedroll and falls asleep*
Vince: Oh great. --*to Cael* Yeah, and watch out for Gramps here; he's always falling asleep, even if he hasn't been lifting boxes!
Adrian: *still dreaming peacefully in Ammy's arms*
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Smudge: *walking on an overhead metal-grid platform above the stockyards. Looks down, sees RM and Jammer fighting* Alright! I didn't miss anything. *sits and hangs his mechanical legs over the edge to watch the fight*
Jayne: *running up behind him, still lugging the Blitzpacker with her* Get out of my way! Outta my way!
Smudge: Huh?---WAAAH!
Jayne: *shoves Smudge violently aside, leaps off the platform and falls magnificently on top of Jammer*
Smudge: What the heck--?!
Jayne: JAMMER! *climbs quickly off of him and aims and readies her gun* SAY YOUR PRAYERS!
Smudge: --what the...?
Jayne: YOU'RE NOT GOING TO HURT MUSE ANYMORE! *closes her eyes tight like she can't watch, then squeezes the rapid-fire trigger*
Smudge: OH MY ODD! *jumps down off the metal-grid platform* HELP! TRASK! DROGIN! --somebody!!!
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