OOC: High school must be tough. My exams were easy and they were only two days long. But summer is coming and I will be home for most of the time.
IC: Slap looked at Molt. He must have a hard time, being unconscious twice in one day. In practical in the same hour as well. But he wasn't a concern of that right now. At the moment, the Lab needed to decontaminated of knock out gas. He went to Dek and typed, "Sir, in my studies of factory fentilation systems, termaination is only activated when it reaches the fentalation system itself. There is also three members of the factory in the Lab and too much knock out gas can lead to permant shut down of brain, heart, and the such. So securing the Lab and letting the factory do it's work, is dangerous for those people. My suggestion is that we secure the Lab and find someone who can activate the back up system for getting rid of the knock out gas. Just my thoughts."
Slap took off the oxygen tank, knowing the people in the Lab would need it more than he. He also turned it off, just in case. Slap went into the Cell room, seeing that there was no vents. Slap felt like that was obvious, since there wouldn't be a reason for a vent to be in a jail. Though that he found some sort alcove between the Cell room and the Supply door. Better yet, there was an air vent in the alcove. He rushed over to Dek for the good news. He typed down, "Sir, I have does as you told and there is an air vent in the alcove, between the Supply room's door and the Cell room."
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Bonty looked at his new friend. He started to stumble something, but was able to say, "Thank you." He sat down to eat his Scrab Cake. The cake was delicous in so many ways. No wonder Scrabs are an endangered spieces!
Bonty suddenly remembered the coins Jim put in the vendo. Some coins weren't so hard to find, but often, you had to be in the place you least expect coins to dropped from. He said to Jim, "I remember in my old factory how finding coins was the one of the most riskest things to do. Sligs would see it as 'easy money' since it didn't take long for you to hand over some coins. Finding them wasn't a walk in the Stockyards either. Sligs might drop them, but some of them hid their share of money in places you wouldn't expect. Some put them under their sleeping bag, other put them underneth their mask. Molt actually put his in an Anti-Chant Orb. How, don't know. That, remains a mystery."
He quietly chewed on his Scrab Cake. He felt a little better, for he had already met a new friend. Maybe it wouldn't be as horrible as he thought it would be in Rupture Farms.
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