[Venks]

OOC: Had to edit my post because of Scrabber's edit.

IC: #10 was about to discuss the Gloke-Gola Industrial Empire with Arnie, but #7 interrupted the conversation reminding everyone of the more pressing matters at hand. #9 and #10 followed their leader in formation from the Cafeteria to the executive lifts. #7 was talking to a flying Slig who was there when #9 poked #10 on the shoulder. "What is it?" #10 asked annoyed.
"Deres a Scrab just outside da cafeteria, it ain't moving. I think its freaking out. "

#10 pulled out his dual-barreled Blast Master 3000 aiming it towards the Cafeteria. After adjusting the scope #10 asked, "#7 Sir, the wildlife creature is within range and I have a clear shot. Do I have permission to fire?"