ooc: Stivik's a normal slig, never said he was anything else. He got his job for being sneaky and treacherous, not for being a walking tank.
Oh, and HUZZAH, WE'VE GOT OUR SEARGENT BACK! ALL IS NOT LAST AFTERALL!!!! CALLOOH, CALLAY!!!!!!! OH FRABJOUS DAY, OF SEARGENTBIG AND THINGS!!!!!!!!!!
Stivik's in the grinders.
well, not in the grinders, at the grinders.
Stivik looked annoyedly at the robot as it ran off. That thing must have some rust in its memory or something, he'd told it a day or two ago (ooc: I can't remember, sorry dudes) that it should make a report of the dangerous areas to show Arnie so he could avoid them. He'd also asked that he recieved a copy so he could have a look around and organise some reparing and stuff, but apparently the ancient-walking-rubbish-bin had forgotten. And now, when he needed more than ever to prove that there was a reason for him to stay at the factory he was adrift. They were even repairing the grinders now!
Things were looking bad for Stivik as he ambled dispiritedly over to where Anni's friend Javi was standing and nudged him with his gun. "hey, Buddy, shouldn't you be working, hmm?"
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