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(Ooc: Now with extra formating!)

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After hearing Sefon's last statement, Duagen nodded. "I had wondered about that -", he started, before being rudely inturrupted by Gappiqu barging in.

"OK buddy, listen up. I'm gonna take you to Arnie's to see what your punishment will be. I'm taking it that you don't want to get hurt, to don't resist me."

Duagen was taking an extreme dislike to this slig; from claiming not to hurt him, to shooting him and now to threatening him. He decided not to take it lying down. To Gappiqu, he muttered "You be careful what you say to me. If it weren't for that mud last night, you'd be leakier than the paramonian canopy - twice". Nontheless, he was fully aware that he currently did not have the upper hand and didn't resist - he'd have to trust in Odd that there'd be an opportunity somewhere along the track for something to happen.

As which point, he spotted the crumbled remains of his spoocebow and started glowering. Not at anyone in particular, just glowering in general. It was hard work earning a spoocebow, and they didn't just hand out replacements like that.

Then he wondered about Arnie, the boss - the slig had said that he'd be handing out the punishment, but the other native had said that he was not against mudokons, so maybe he would be let off... with a stern warning? Yeah, right.

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Nails watched the red paramite while it went up to the roof, back down to the floor, and then leave the caffeteria. He stared for a while, then went back to eating what remained of his scrab leg.