OOC: Let's say that the Cafeteria door is open now, to make things easier.
I won't be computer-near next week, so don't expect me to post much. Try to keep posting to a minimum, to make it easier to read.
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"OK, make yourself useful." called Arnie after Slash as he left. He turned to Otto. "I'd prefered if this whole thing would have been carried out without casualties."
"That's expected when you're dealing with animals. Must have been one of the newer Sligs." said Otto, unconcerned.
RG came over from the door. "I have to leave the area for a task I must take care of, Boss. There's a Slig on the loose in the Armory, with my rifle. I might note that this Slig organic bashed my facial plates yesterday."
"What are ou going to do with him?" asked #7 Slig.
"My ideas of his execution are too numerous to list."
"You should bring him here first, before you do anything you might regret later." said Arnie.
"Regret?" asked RG, inclining his head a bit.
"Whatever, just bring him here first, OK?"
"I understand." said RG, and left the Cafeteria. On the way out, he ran into Rick. He was holding some papers in his hands.
"I see that you printed the schematics of the wheelchair modifications." said RG.
"Yeah, there was no problem, but..." Rick looked around, seeing a blast mark and... parts on the floor. "...What happened here?"
"I suppose a Slig organic blew himself up, seeing that those over there are tentacles."
"Ugh... Why are these things always happening near or in the Cafeteria?" said Rick, making his way inside. There he saw a group closer to the door. The wheelchaired Martha was among them. Rick walked to her, waving with the papers. "Hey, got a spare moment to look at these? I can tell you the details if you like."
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