Dek listened to Slap, responding "So he's only going to be my assistant, he's not repalced me? That's fine then." Vykkers were such territorial creatures, and rarely tolerant of other Vykkers.
dek opened the door, poked his head out to look at Wash, and said "Go away. We're busy operating on our friend and don't need any distractions. If you want to know how he is, wait in the cafeteria and someone will fetch you when it's over." Dek was also intolerant of most people in general today, due to his heavy workload recently.
He hurried over to Praetyre "His heart's stopped? Your pumping doesn't seem to be doing much, perhaps we should use a piece pf equipment. Do you happen to have a pacemaker-type device with you anywhere?"
Dek himself began to hurry into the back room, where the more specialised equipment was. If he could find a pacemaker and insert the device down into the mjudokon's heart, and then expand and compress it, he hoped to start the heart going again. Or it could make the arteries too wide and the mudokon would bleed to death internally, but Dek felt he had to take the risk.
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Arthur walked up to #7 Slig and tapped him on the shoulder. "Er, hello? Oddworld to #7?"
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OOC: BM, do you actually want Linc to die or be saved?
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