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OOC: MM has been known to run off for some time but to return before you know it. He had twice removed himself from the RPG for long periods of time, and return when you thought that he couldn't come back.

Eek! Gappiqu seems to be in a heck of a lot trouble. Darned. I only see a few possible futures in for him.

IC: As Slap heard the two Glukkons discuss among themselves, all sorts of thoughts rolled into his head. When he heard the curiousisty about why don't Sligs and Mudokons present themselves to the excutives after arrival normally, Slap remembered the discussions of the Vykkers had conversed with each other about the Magog Cartel. From those conversations, he had learned of the proper orindation of how things worked in the average Magog Cartel factory. Normally, every new employee needed to be hired over shipping. Apparently, employees were hired by the employee's choice of simply being there, around here. If that was so in a true Magog Cartel factory, they would have to be registered some way by a Glukkon excutive, or even head cheif of Security. Without that, Sligs would be ordered to think that these unregistered employees were either bombers or spys from rival factories. Both of which were meant to be shot at sight. These rules were obviousily neglected at Rupture Farms. The improper use of Magog Cartel reglations was starting to disturb Slap in uncomformtable ways. He was going to comment on saying that Arnie should at least have a Glukkon to at least greet and register these employees, but the conversation deepened further about Slap.

He watched as Arnie became frustrated about him asking of retaining true Slig behaviour, and eventually back into a state of having new ideas. For a Glukkon who had different opinions with normal Glukkon, he sure had bright ideas. He liked the idea of having to meet employees once in a while became to his liking, since now he can just subject nasty Sligs to Arnie. That made his job a whole easier.

Slap commented this on his keyboard, which popped up on his screen, "Well sir, I like the meetings with employees idea fondly. I was thinking butchery would be there next destination in this factory, but oh well. Talking to them is fine me. I will just tell Molt to meet up with you. That is all.

Oh and Mudokon employee, I would suggest joining Mudokons at the Grinding stations. There should be some productivity happening there. But Arnie knows best."

Slap decided his visit to the cafeteria period had ended. He needed to go back to the bickering Vykkers, and still see if they had at least saved the Mudokon's life. He slammed his laptop shut and walked toward the door. Before he went to grab the door's handle, he thought he might want to get the Vykkers some lunch. He backed up a few paces and grabbed to plates of food. Both were Paramite Pies. Carrying them both in one hand, he also directed two Slurg Shakes onto the plates. After having both filled, he pushed himself out of the cafeteria.

After exiting from the cafeteria, he went along the corriders and stairways to find himself to the Labortory again. Once he was at the enterance of the Labortory, he saw Wash try to hurry out of the Labortory himself. He gave him a sign of hello, being that his hands were in no mood to type at the moment. He planned to discuss with Wash, but at the moment, his main attention was to enter the Labortory.

He placed all of his equipment beside his suitcase, and opened his laptop again. He glanced at his surrounding, to see that Linc seemed better. Nothing seemed abnormal and everything was back average. Although RG-49 wasn't there, the Slig he saw in the cafeteria was there and unconscious too. If he could, Slap would laugh at the irony. He knew that was going to happen. He just did.

His moment of humor ended with when he heard Praetyre comment that he might need to place him face down for some reason. Slap hastily typed in his confusion, "What, is our subject needing spa treatment from myself? If he's ill, I suggest placing him on a bed. The fella needs rest in a quiet area of the Labortory. Maybe one of should watch over him in the R+R? Oh and I brought food."

OOC: I need to get some rest. Edit later.