[Zerox]

IC: Sturg sidestepped quickly out the way, and backed away from it. He tried to reason with it "What the hell is your damn problem!? Angsty much? And what are you anyway? Pretty fearless to attack a creature somewhat numerous times larger than you. If you want food, there's plenty more non-moving food out there, you realise? Like Elum Chubs or something?" Hopefully the thought of easier prey would stop it from attacking.
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Slash continues doodling. By now, he had drawn a picture of his old boss Vykker. He stared at it for a moment, before ripping the page out the pad, crumpling it into a ball and throwing it at random across the R+R, not paying attention as to whether he accidentally hit someone. He tried to think of something else, thought a moment, then looked at the notepad. "I might keep this" he thought, "it could be useful in planning how I'm gonna fix something. It'll be useful in my job" Plus he could just doodle any other stuff in it anyway, he thought to himself. He then felt hungry, so stuffed the notepad and pencil in a slot he had left in his pants, got in the pants, and flew to the cafeteria, knowing the way since he had seen a sign earlier.
He entered the cafeteria, a few people were around. He flew up to the counter, took a Scrab leg, and flew down to an empty table. he settled down, and balanced himself so he was sat comfortably, and began eating. he looked around, impressed at the place.