Kix nodded her head in what both Dean and Anni had commented on. It did seem like it would be easier to walk a shorter distance to a guard tower instead of the kitchen, which did take a while to get to and get back to the garden. With the guard towers, they would be able to water the spices far more easier than it would with just buckets. Maybe Somi could lead them there, or maybe just a plain Slig... Then she remembered about Jim's fear. Prehaps that would beyond disturb Jim to no end.
Kix thought about it carefully and without having anything else to say, "Well, we could always just use one of the Mini-Snoozers in the Labs to guide us over to guard towers. Wouldn't be so hard to just have a mindless robot to protect us when we need it. So what do you guys say?"
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Slap heard Arthur respond rather excitingly. Sligs normally never yell in that kind of tone unless they are getting a promotion, so he was really happy by the looks of it. He perked up his horns in glee, and typed toward Arthur, "Great! All I need to do is approve it from Arnie, call my friend, sign some papers, and then your own your way to being promoted."
Slap was then to be disrupted by Praetyre, who had a response to his previous conversation. He was rather surprised that another accident hasn't happened yet, but he guessed that yesterday was unusual compared to other operation days. But he was upsetted by Praetyre's last statement. He would have hoped that by the sopishcated vocabulary of Praetyre, that in that big skull of his had some logic. Slap was an Intern and Interns without speech abilities from the stitches, have been found having a difficult time trying to heal from their long session of mutness. They often have to try impersate their superiors way of speech, but find it unsuccessful. It takes them several monthes, even years, of being able to speak like normal Industerials. It is like trying to teach an infant how to speak as well. But in Slap's case, its worse. If he did get an operation, he would still have to use the laptop. Since he speaks better with the laptop, he has no use for his vocals.
However, Slap began to think that maybe he could find someone who could help him when he is off duty, to try and help him speak. But that would take a very long time. If only someone could help him... Slap didn't think he knew anyone that could help. Praetyre would be too busy on work and bickering with Dek, while Arthur would be too busy making soup and serving people at the cafeteria. He had to face it, everyone was too busy while everyone else wasn't great friends with him. It didn't seem easy. He would have to teach himself. Slap shook his head in disappointment, and decided to type to answer Praetyre, "I'm glad that the surgery you just performed was no problem in your experience of performing surgeries. I myself have experience of performing such taskes in more crowded conditions, allowing myself not to taking on such a large job. However yesterday proved myself wrong. Numerous injuries were reported and Dek and I had no ability to work on the same body all at once. Only once I believe were we working on the same body, and that was the most complex in that manner. A Slig had allowed a tragic descruction happen on his body, causing his eye, his arm, and parts of his arteries to be replaced by mechincal limbs instead. He later needed blood transfusion from our good friend Arthur, along with a sonar connected to his head. Rather tragic really. And then I had to control a Slig named Stuey, who had taken in some Chemical X. That Slig made my diognois skills be put to the test, and I nearily failed. At first I thought the Slig was prengent, but it was simply just a little adding to tissue that was making him grow in pain. I felt horrible about the whole thing, but then I had to operate on a Slig named Goresplatter, (I think you know him) who had grown legs with the side effect of being full of unnecessary endrinlin. Followed by a Mudokon who need an arm replaced, along with both of his eyes. Dek and I also had to control a Vykker who was insane. And then I think you met Wash here, who need to have some healing done on his body. I do believe he isn't healed yet, so he needs to rest in the Labs for some time being. Yet Linc needs attention as well, so go ahead Wash, you can do the whole wakey wakey thing with Linc.
As you can see that was a busy day. And a frustrating one as well. I didn't get much rest so you can see that is a problem. The Candle Wax Syndrome has inffected me at some extend, but I do believe I will get better. On the other hand, I might want to accompany you when I need to. I will leave you alone, and maybe I will discuss to you about my laptop's purpose."
Slap at last let Praetyre and Arthur read what he had wrotten, since it was a long one. He sat down beside them, thinking about what Arnie might say if he asked him again about paying for more changes. Slap started to believe that he could use that riches he has to help him out. It might be interesting for Arnie and Praetyre to hear that he had 600,000 packs of moolah stored in the bank.
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