IC: *Goshhe struggles against #0012, and tries to get up off the floor*. "Gi' down!" #0012 ordered. *#0012 elbowed Goshhe in the left temple of his head.
OOC: I know that Arnie is against beating Mudokons, but #0012 doesn't know that.
IC: *#0012 persists in dragging Goshhe along the floor.* #0012 suddenly paused - he knew where he had to go, he just didn't know where the hell it was. 'Crap!' he thought. "Hey, mudokon, I've got a better idea for ya. Head over to the damn meatsaws over that way." *#0012 points down a corridor* "I don't think Arnie's in his office, so give yourself something to do, fool." *#0012 swings his gun into Goshhe's back as he walks down the corridor.*
Wherever #0012 had shown Goshhe to, it wasn't the meatsaws. It looked more like a packaging area. 'Where are these bloody meatsaws?' Goshhe wondered to himself. Goshhe had taken an instant dislike to #0012. If he could, he would kill him. He didn't know whether he should trust anyone, or just conclude that the only source of ignorance is #0012. *Goshhe stops thinking and proceeds in an attempt to find the meatsaws.*
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