OOC: Don't blame them, MM. Splat pointed out that he has a lot of exams these days, and T-nex must be busy too, even if I don't know for sure. Everyone have examinations in the next weeks, so there's hardly anyone left here. But summer will come, along with new ideas for the RPG!
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Rick looked at the spare parts, thinking. To start off, he needed a place where he could set the workshop itself. He wandered off through the Production Lines and arrived to the main corridor. He walked along the wall on the left. "It must be somewhere on the ground floor, so I don't have to run about all day." he thought as he walked on.
He passed next to the broken main lifts, the main entrance, the Cafeteria, the Executive lifts, and he realized that he's at where he started: at the Production Lines. "Wait... I've been walking along this wall and I came back here... So this means..." he though while running along the wall, now examining it.
He found an old door facing the Cafeteria's wall and opened it with difficulty. He staggered around in the dark until he found the lightswitch, he turned it on. The room contained a large counter in the middle with chairs and cabinets at the wall. There was a great amount of litter on the floor: cigarette stubs, cartridges, cards and tools for cleaning guns. "Sligs must have been using this place back in the old times." he thought.
He looked around again. "Perfect." he thought grinning.
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