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03-13-2006, 11:32 AM
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ooc: Well done Dripik! But we could do with you posting while you're here

Stivik arrived at the corridor leading to Arnie's office, and, seeing the crowd of what he considered idiots, changed his mind.
Stivik: "Maybe later, huh?"
Dionysia: "Aw, scared of the outsiders Stivik?"
Stivik: "hey, I've talked to this guy before, you get too many people trying to talk to him and he just stops listening! Which is why we'll be coming back later. Right now... lets head to the armory, I need to get some proper ammo!"
Dionyisia: "What you got in there now, mudokon pops?"
His gun was still loaded with tranquilisers from when he'd gone after Anni the previous afternoon. He ignored Dionysia's comment, sometimes she seemed to forget that she wasn't a slig herself, and it was kind of unnerving. Sometimes he began to forget that she wasn't a slig and that was only worse!
Stivik: "Come on." He nudged her down the hall with his gun. She pushed him away and marched ahead down the corridor, until she reached the end and stopped, looking slightly put off. Stivik laughed. "This way your highness."

Several corridors later he caught sight of another slig walking towards the cafeteria.
Stivik: "Hey, Groll! What you been up to? You weren't in the R&R were ya?"
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