Vince: *smiles at Vick--until a paramite jumps on him from behind! Vince quickly recovers himself and stuffs the paramite into another cage--but not without taking some nasty rips to his arms*
Jayne: *shooing and chasing loose paramites toward Vince and Vick to be caged*
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Smudge: *sets Joe down just inside the factory* Hang here awhile. I'm goin' back out for your stuff. *goes back out into the Stockyards and searches for Joe's pants--now being carried around by a wild paramite* ---ah great. Get back here! *chases after the paramite*
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Correl: *smiles tenderly at the young native*
Your name, my boy, is the industrials' word for these-- *touches Tattoo's arm where one of his many tattoos is*
a lovely thing indeed. I had one, but it is well faded now. *points to a barely visible image on his left shoulder, marked in green ink* I recieved it for being the top chanter in my tribe. We always gave the ink markings as awards for great achievements. In which case you probably have many proud tales of your own. I would love to hear how you got yours. *admires Tattoo's....tattoos
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Adrian: *wakes up and starts whining softly*