Slap was thinking of his own family after the Vykker had said his family loss. He never had one, and that was why he felt like there was a piece of him missing. He was told that his mother had been exucuted for resisting the Vykkers in a way that included murder. His father was drafted and arrested before he was even born, and died within two monthes after he was born. He had no siblings that the Vykkers knew of in the breeding centers. And afterwards he was raised by a Vykker, so the Vykker could have his own little medical assistant, and taught not to be sentimental at all. Slap grew horribly serious like in social moments, since he himself experienced pain, and would rather let all of his patients not to feel more pain than they already are having.
After having a moment to himself, Slap realized Arthur came in. He thought that Arthur had left into the R+R, but he guessed that he remained in the vents overnight. Slap hastily and cleverily replied to Praetyre, "I am not disappointed, I have studied phychology in my years in medical school. I simply need help from someone who is better experienced than in treating mental tramization with Sligs. Sligs have parental influence, and the Sligs I have been dealing with have much parental influence from their mother, and I simply can't knock out and lock up every single Slig in this facility. Besides, I was just wondering if you had any assistants, because I was about to hire a Snoozer here to protect and help us in the labortory. Anyway, this an assistant of Dek's, named Arthur and...."
All of the sudden, the Mudokon that he was treating last night seem to be under pain, but he found what Praetyre was saying was pretty professional. He got up and went to find the medince case in the room. Slap found a small medince crate by his suitcase. The crate was sealed by two buttons on the sides of locks that kept the crate closed. He pressed each of the buttons on each lock with his two middle fingers together to slowly open the crate open. The crate's insides included tackle box, with each shelf inside that had same medical object. The first one had First Aid equipment, the next had surgeon utensils, the other had labeled test tubes with medince inside, while the last had drugs. Slap grabbed the test tube with morphine in it and a needle. He inserted the contents of the test tube into the needle. He next rushed himself to Linc and poked the needle into the body beneath the bandages. Slap hastily pulled the needle out after five seconds.
He started to relax, but was starting to get a little suspiscous for something. But he shook it off him and thought about his punishment for Gappiqu.
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Gappiqu was relieved in odd ways, but unsastified in another way. He was happy that he was able to keep his dear friend, but upset that he couldn't get any closer than that. Then he decided he might as well give a shot at getting closer.
Gappiqu derew his legs closer to Dionysia and smiled. Grinned, in a rather odd way, is more like it. He said comfortily and cooly, "Well, I can certainly tolerate you very well. And I'm not going anywhere soon. So, I'm ya man. He firmly placed his hand on her shoulder and looked at her, observing her very features in the dark. And then he fixed onto her eyes. Her deep, yellow eyes. He quietly whispered to her, "Did anyone tell you that your eyes is more dashing than the moons on their brightest and most beautiful nights?"
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