Arthur sighed with relief at Floyd's quick thinking.
It was only a brief break though. He tried to rason with the implacable cyborg one last time
"Hey, look, you're going to kill me for trying to get expresso from a broken vendor? Why? The thing's broken, I was hitting it to try and fix it!" He winks at Floyd "And my Vykker boss will be mad and probably reprgram you or turn you into junk metal if you do anything to me!"
He wished he hadn't left his baton back at his old FeeCo station. It would have come in handy round about now.
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" My job? Oh, I was head medical officer and chief supervisor of products back at my old Vykkers' Labs installation. Then they fired me as I had to help you lot. Damn those bastards." He muttered. "Not damn you, damn the Vykkers who fired me." he explained. He then thuoght about wherre the others had gone again. "Well how can getting your pants take this long?" Dek wondered. He looked out and scuttled a little way down the corridor, only to find himself in the middle of what seemed to be an employee war. "Oh my goodness, what ois going on here! Arthur? Floyd? What the-a robot Slig!?" Dek was practically stunned out of his mind.
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