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06-21-2007, 04:04 PM
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Ricky jumped as he heard a shout from the kitchen door; it was the female Slig, brandishing her weapon. He froze on top of his crate stack, hoping she wouldn't see him, and not daring to peer over the edge to look at her. His goggles didn't glow like a normal Slig's mask, so he was safe from giving out a light beacon to where he was, at least. Just in case, he put the two-way radio back in his backpack and took out a single grenade.

***

"Try ta calm down if ya can buddy. This here stuff is Spooce, it heals wounds in a jiffy and without leaving no scars too. Its mighty painful at first, but trust me you'll feel better then a Slig wit wings once it sets through."
Cal frowned. Spooce? Wasn't that the sorta stuff that those barbarian Mudokon freaks used for their voodoo stuff or whatnot?
Cal suddenly sat up as the strength returned to him, and was about to whack the Mudokon's hand away when he caught sight of one of his bullet wounds, that which the bullet had skimmed the right side of his torso, and watched, wide-eyed, as the bloody hole smoked and closed up on its own accord.
Slowly looking up, he glared at the Mudokon who had helped him as he recognised who he was.
'You're that guy who planted yourself in front of Ricky and me when we made a dash for it.' he said slowly. He sounded almost drunk. 'I'm pretty sure you wanted to kill us before. And now you're... healin' me? And...' he suddenly looked around, towards the door. 'Where's Ricky? He was here a moment ago... wait...' Cal inwardly slapped himself as he remembered; the Slig, the taser... 'How long was I out?'

***

Wic nervously stepped in through the main entrance, looking around for someone to employ him. Ricky had cut him off early for some reason, so he didn't quite understand what he was there for, only that Cal was in serious trouble.
The place seemed to be deserted; where was everyone? Shouldn't there be someone here to guide visitors, or even a Greeter?
Wic made his way towards the door to his right, and made a small shrill of noise when he was confronted by a large group of armed Sligs.
Wondering if they had noticed him, he shakily put his hand up and waved.
'Huuh... H-hi there?'
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