Arnie listened to #10's introduction. "Yes, I remember. Though I have to admit that I haven't been reading the Daily Deception for some time, so I don't know much about your boss. Except that he's a Mudokon, which I find strange. How could he manage to get a position in the Cartel? Glukkons don't think high of Mudokons."
#7 Slig listened to Niko, having difficulty with understanding him. "Big Scrabs? I don't know, but if they are big, they are easier to hit."
Meanwhile, Slash flew by and joined the conversation, wanting to help with the wheelchair-modding. "Come on Slash, no time for that now. We need you out there. Rick can surely handle the whole thing by himself." said #7 Slig.
"Thanks for the support, #7." said Rick, still thinking about what is he supposed to do. "RG, I know I helped you out with your facial plate, but attaching a floor waxer to a wheelchair is a bit harder for someone with my skills."
"I shall provide you with the design and instructions in a second, organic. It shouldn't be so hard, even you can manage the modifications." said RG. He walked around the table to have a better look on Martha's wheelchair. After he measured its structure just by looking at it, he processed the data for a while. Then a small chest compartment opened, and the robot pulled out a small disk and gave it to Rick. "This disk contains everything you need. You will need a computer to access it, I would advise a visit in the Security Office. You can print the schematics there."
"Thanks." said Rick, examining the disk. He was about to walk out from the Cafeteria, when he turned back and picked up the cleaver from the kitchen counter. Otto, who was still standing there, raised an eyebrow when he saw this. "Just to be on the safe side." explained Rick, shrugging. Then he left the Cafeteria.
Meanwhile, Arnie looked at RG. "You got a bit more friendly with Mudokons, you know. I always thought most robots are stubborn, seeing as they are programmed and stuff. You changed a lot."
"Being a robot doesn't mean I can't adapt to my surroundings. I'm not a simple meat grinder, Boss, surely you have noticed that." said RG to Arnie. "I judge organics by strict protocolls, but this one has proven that he's capable of efficient work. Therefore, he can be trusted with more complicated, yet not thoroughly important tasks."
Arnie raised an eyebrow. "Not thoroughly important? We are talking about a Mudokon worker here..."
"...who needs additional work just to make her able to do something useful in the factory." said RG, his anti-organic side showing up again.
The conversation was interrupted - thankfully - by someone who fell in the Cafeteria from the air vents. RG, Arnie, #7 Slig and Otto turned around to have a better sight on the newcomer - it was a Slig. RG walked up to him, keeping a distance and keeping Gore's shotgun at the ready. "Explain yourself, Slig organic. I suspect you didn't infiltrate the facility through the vents just to get a job here." said RG, keeping his eye on the Slig.
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