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09-06-2005, 02:32 AM
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Stivik: "I was trying to tranquilise the bl00dy paramite!" This was looking worse and worse. The more people who knew about the talking animals, the less cash he could get for handing them in. He should have known not to expect the vykker to help him out, vykkers really weren't as powerful as they used to be: almost to the level of glukkons. Stivik had probably had something to do with that though.

Stivik walked over to Anni, picked her up and slung her over his shoulder. If we take the scrab up somewhere where it won't cause any trouble if it wakes up, maybe the slog too, and then take the mud to the boss and tell her she attacked me. There probably won't be security cameras down here, but I have you lot as witnesses."


Jim gasped when the talk truned to some one attacking Arnie, and he realised that it would look horribly suspicious if they found him hiding behind a table.

Taking a deep breath and scraping all his last traces of courage out of the corners of wherever you keep courage when you're hiding like a coward, he stood up, turned to face the two glukkons, robot (ooc: Robot guard, mwahahahahahaha), slig and two mudokons (ooc: They are mudokons aren't they?) and announced in a squeeky, terrified voice, "Boss?" He cleared his throat and continued in a very slightly less terrified voice, "Boss, I-I, I just g-got here... A... Ineedajob!"
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