OOC: Don't worry about it Zerox, I'm sure
Well, to explain the slig-mudokon 'peace', the beating policy is one the old Rupture Farms held, and look where they got :P
Also, I was thinking a fun escapade might be to explore the ruins of old Rupture Farms, is that actually possible? Indiana Sligs: Raiders of the lost Saw? :P
IC:
Gore grabbed his luggage and... lugged it over to the toilets, eventually getting there after a series of falls, one caused by a jutting nail ('Station 2 is different to what I remember...' he thought to himself). Sighing and leaving his bags outside, he entered the bathroom and pulled out possibly the largest cigar ever known (which he had pickpocketed from a Glukkon at FeeCo, if it's important), using a lighter to ignite the end. Exactly what the Vykkers had told him not to do. Gore made an obscene gesture in the air in relatively stupid recognition of the Doctor, and continued. After a few minutes, he doused the cigar in the sink and ran a small pool. Unwrapping the bandages on his hands to reveal blood red and blistered skin, he splashed them into the water with a whimper. Replacing his bandages when he was done, he strolled outside and sat on his bags for a moment, and perhaps catch a power nap.