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Arnie was thinking about what to do next when he heard someone yelling his name. "Who the hell is that?" he thought as he stood up from his desk and went to check. He spotted the remnants of his door first, but he didn't even have time to tell his opinion out loud, because he noticed Kilsa standing in front of him. "A new Glukkon. Must be that Kilsa fellow that Slig was talking about." he thought. "Hey there. You should meet with our alarm system, you could get along pretty well with that kind of voice power. Er... what's your name again?" he asked Kilsa.
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RG-49 and #7 Slig listened to Sev's idea of blowing up the water pipe.
"Well, first of all, where could we get explosives to do that? Are you sure a pack of Sligs is not enough to handle the situation?" asked #7 Slig.
"I remind you all that there are tasks with higher priority in the factory right now. Of course, I'm refering to the broken grinders. Don't you think we should assist there first?" said RG-49.
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Sev cursed. The scrab hunt would have to wait. He turned to the others, sighed and holstered his gun on his back.
Sev:"Alright then. Let's do something about those grinders. That scrab isn't killing anyone, after all."
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2590 thought about the Alpha male's points and agreed. They were safe there, and with a slow sigh, he decided to drop the whole freedom thing. e made his way over to Somi and bowed.
2590:"Well, it seems your mudokon friend was right. I appreciate your help, and if you need any favors done, please don't hesitate to ask me."
The scrab got up and faced his soon-to-be home. It was the start of a new life, away from cruel vikers and genocidal sligs. For the first tme in month, 2590 grinned.
OOC: I concur with Dripik. Therefore, the scrab story will no longer continue. I will keep him into play, however. Sorry about the diversion, Dripik.