[dripik]

OOC: slaveless, RG-49 and #7 Slig is still down at the nests, so Molt couldn't talk to them. Let's just say that only RG-49 went up to the Grinding Station (see the rest below for details).

RG-49 looked at the elevator leading to the ground floor of the plant where the grinders were. "Whatever you Slig organics decide I'm going up to the Grinding Station." He walked to the elevator and went up.

#7 Slig ran to the now empty shaft. "Hey, wait up!" He looked up in the shaft, seeing the elevator floor ascending. "Great." he said, and went back to Boogie and the others. "So, let's go, shall we?"

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RG-49 arrived to the ground floor, in the Medical Lab. He walked out from the storage where the elevator was, and went into the lab room. It was empty. A syringe shattered under his foot. He noticed the mess on the floor. "Mudokon organics are supposed to clean this up instantly. I'll have a word with them." He walked out of the lab.

He looked around the corridor. It was empty like the lab. He turned left to get to a main corridor, then after a few minutes, he reached the Grinding Station.

As soon as he entered, something grabbed his wrist and tried to pull it down. He drew his gun from his back immediately, but he saw that it was an injured Slig. He lowered his gun and tried to ask him something, but he passed out. He holstered his gun, looking around. "We need a doctor... I'm not good at organic repairs... The Vykker organic! He must be around somewhere." He looked back at Molt, then the grinders. He had to choose between two: productivity or the life of an organic. "I must handle the grinders too... but this Slig organic could also help with that. But I have to take him to the Vykker first." he thought.

He looked at the broken machinery again. "Defying my own kind... How am I going to live with this?" he thought as he lifted Molt on his shoulder and walked back to the corridors.

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Arnie could only watch Kilsa running away. "Hey! Where are you going? I asked something!" He wanted to go after him, but Dionysia entered the office, followed by Srag.

He listened to Dionysia. Her self-confidence and insolence was rather irritating for him right then. "Hey, did I make you an Executive or something? How come you're here, asking me questions? I think I told you to look for something to do, correct me if I'm wrong." He could be wrong, he thought, he barely knew where he was under the pressure, yet alone remembering what he said half an hour ago.