ooc: profile for my vykker
can be found here. Having never played MO, I'm throwing myself in at the deep end a little, but here goes anyway.
IC:
Dionysia was still smiling the smile of a spoilt child on Christmas morning. "Dr Krik! I didn't think they'd be sending anyone for a few more days."
"Ah well, with the mess your friend Stivik uncovered here just before leaving, we thought it wiser to have someone on hand in case Arnie showed himself to be foolish, as well as incompetent..." He was examining herclosely, squinting through his tiny spectacles, and his gaze rested on her arm where a grey scar from her injury yesterday marked her otherwise smooth skin. "And it appears he already has been..." He skuttled over to her and examined the scar closely.
She brushed him off. "It's nothing. My own fault."
"Yes, but it's never happened before. Didn't you give Arnie the message?"
"Yeah, but it doesn't seem to have sunk in yet that he lives as long as I'm happy. I'd like to say I had him under control, but he doesn't seem to respond to blackmail the way I'd like."
Krik considered this for a few minutes. "I'll have to see this boss of yours. If you'd be so kind as to escort me to his office?"
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Somi had wrapped web round Anni's wound where the slog had bitten her. "What were you doing out in the stockyards that early, Anni?"
Anni decided to keep part of the story to herself. "I was outside; Arnie's let me make a garden to grow spices for the factory. and then this big scrab came out of nowhere. I... I ran out into the stockyards and hid for the night... Thanks for helping me out there."
Somi didn't notice Anni's hesitation and accepted the story. "So you're going to be busy now?"
Anni nodded, biting her lip. "Yeah, but it'll be something I like doing, and I'll be out in the stockyards so I'll see you more. I better go back inside."
Somi nodded and let her leave. Anni didn't like lying to her friend, but she couldn't bear to face what she had done... No, what Nova had done through her. She stopped walking and tried to sense the presence of ehr friend, but for all she felt she could have been alone.
"Why do you do this to me?" She asked aloud, but no reply came. After a while she continued walking till she came to the cafeteria, where she found a tray of scrab legs, picked one up and went off to eat it.