OOC: Heh, no problem. I just needed make sure I didn't need to make another character which would be a Glukkkon. However, it does seem OK. I don't mind Gillik at all, actually.
IC: Sindera and friends were traveling through the rather creepy, over shadowing, and dark forest. Each tree branch seemed to get closer to them, every root was like a mine to trip on, and all the figures in the trees all looked like Paramites. In her lifetime, these were the things she had to be concern of, but now, she had no weapons that she could use very easily, and she hadn't had a single drink of achohal yet. This was certainly not good and above all, she only had a two Mudokons who didn't even have something defensive. This was certainly a frightning moment of her life.
As the darkness once again gave her the chills, her mobile started buzz achingly in her pants. With that happening, she thought for certain it was some crybaby Slig wanting his teddy. Sindera groaned repulsivily, dropped, her gun, and reached for the mobile. With every muscle tensing with each bit of movement, Sindera tried bring the mobile up to her ear hole. Sindera took in a deep sigh, and rasped, "Hello?"
When she heard Gillik's voice, her heart skipped a beat. She didn't think Gillik would ever be on the other line in her life. She quickly replied to the deeply frightened Glukkon, in her rasp voice, "Sir, I am in fact alive and Angela hasn't gotten me. *hacks* Paramites did. They tried to rip my chest off, but I was a little too strong for them, and with the help of Leo, I was saved, but badly injuried. *coughs* But yet, everything should be back to normal. I commanded that all Sligs form congregations to demolish our wildlife enemies. *Badly choaks on voice for a while* Anything else you have to say?"
OOC: Yeah, we sure are making some pages. If only we can get others to join, and get onto a version 2.
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