Jammer: *glares at #7 slig and takes a sip from RM's water bottle*
RM: Oh, hi #7 Slig! Have a seat! *glares at Jammer* ...Jammer, please, go get your own water...
Jammer: *puts the empty bottle back to RM's tray and burbs* ...S'cuse me...
RM: *shakes his head and turns to #7 slig* So... what's todays plan? Is there anything new coming up...or something?
Jammer: ...Whatever! *stands up* I'm off to the stockyards-- catch ya later Muse...and #7 slu--erm-- Slig... *leaves the cafeteria*
RM:*to #7 slig* There he goes... He really has changed since the--- incident, hasn't he? He's like a different slig. *takes a bite out of his scrab leg*
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*Jammer walked out to the stockyards, closing the gate firmly behind him. He inhaled the fresh summer air and sighed*
Jammer: ...what a bliss... *lights a cigar*
*Jammer noticed as more wildlife animals were being unloaded from monstrous trucks into small filthy cages. There were few sligs keeping watch. Jammer chuckled slightly as he walked to the sligs*
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Last edited by The Red Muse; 01-18-2004 at 03:37 AM..
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