Jim looked at Scruben like he was mad. Not that Scruben would know, but still, it's the thought that counts. But then, anything short of poking your eyes out at the first mistake would be an improvement on his last job. Jim sighed and decided he'd have to say something.
Jim: "Hey, look Scruben, it's not the Glukkons that i mind so much, unless they're in a bad mood or I've done something wrong, but the sligs... Alright, I'm sligo-phobic. One look at the things and I'm a nervous wreck. Childhood memories or something. The point is, anywhere that sligs aren't is fine with me. The last thing I want is the boss deciding we need a slig escort or something. don't worry, we'll find a way upstairs."
He looked around, picked a random direction and headed down the passage.
Stivik: "I think its perfectly reasonable to blame you. If you hadn't caused it it wouldn't have happened!" He turns to Dek, "If this Mud has got some freaky voodoo powers that she can't control then maybe we should think about moving her to somewhere more... secure. The last thing Repture Farms needs is another terrorist attack, MOM would have a party, and I can't imagine "Anni's Oddysee" selling to well as a computer game, it's been done before. Twice." (ooc:
) Stivik's eyes gleamed. "Look, at least you hould go and find Arnie and tell him about this, I'll look after Anni until you get back. We don't wanna move her about to much if she's gonna be able to break free. Lock the door or something and head off to get Arnie."