((ooc: Whew! Finally back. I see things have been getting very action packed here
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Vince: *watches Smudge storm out of the Cafeteria*
Jayne: ....-he's right. We gotta help Vick. *turns to Vince* C'mon, dumby *smiles at him and grabs his wrist to drag him out*
Vince: Knock it off! I'm doing the best I can! I came here to get help.
Jayne: *pulling Vince with her to leave the Cafeteria* And that's just what I am. *turns to RM as they pass him* -Sweety, could you tell Grandpa--I mean
Correl--to come meet us in the Stockyards? Thank you, love you! Bye! *blows him a kiss and drags Vince out the door*
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Smudge *finally gets out in the Stockyards, but can't tell who or where anyone is through all the rampaging paramites* Holy Cr@p! *lifts his baton in front of him to shield against a leaping paramite* -VICK! WHERE ARE YOU!! *starts searching the Stockyards, periodically dodging or fighting the attacking animals*
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Correl:
Your grandfather was rescued from the original factory? ...By....-by our hero Abe? *bows his head in a moment of reverance* Well, if the stories he told you scared you, you needn't worry about them being true now
. The Old RuptureFarms was...well, suicide, to put it kindly. But this rebuild is not so bad. --But mind you, it's not as good as being free, either. What do we do here? Nothing unpleasant. It is what we do not
do that hurts me. There is little time for meditation, and seldom a chance to be in Nature. We eat well enough, we work decently.....but our spiritual powers grow weak from disuse. We forget the wisdom and passion of our Heritage. The children know no other life--they are happy because they do not know what they lack. ....Still......well, at first I wanted nothing but to be free, but now with all I have seen, the way the people here care for one another.....I am beginning to wonder if this factory will not change into a more livable, spiritual place...even for a Tribesman like me.