"The scrab? Oh, it looks a bit unusual, and it can supposedly talk, just like that paramite that ran off earlier."
Upon hearing Dek say this, Stivik resisted the temptaion of anging his head against the wall.
Stivik's thoughts: "Hey, why not tell the world man!"
Stivik: "Alright, me and Razor can carry this thing up to your lab and then we can track down Arnie, wherever he is."
Jim relaxed ever so slightly as #7 Slig turned away (getting food from the tray). "Jim, my name's Jim. I was just moved here from er, from a "Brastar's Blinding Blocks" factory. He's the main competition for the Eyestitch 2000." Jim shuddered at the thought, what kind of an evil git made money from poking people's eyes out? Well, maybe a glukkon.
He of course, didn't say this out loud.That slig was coming back now and he looked rather... sliggish.
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