[Munch's Master]

Dek looked sober at Slap's speech. "I have some funding. Not millions, but a decent 200 000 Moolah deposit in a bank account. I've made that through a mixture of my lab work, pay for appearing in the occassional medical docu-drama or reality show, and, ahem, some plundered college grants from my youth. I can put that towards the project."
He then looked at Praetyre "Breeding with a paramite? Are you sure that is wise? They are rather different species, the only similarity being their shared pack mentality as far as I'm aware. But then, I know little of Meeches. I would have suggested a Scrab, but we don't seem to have many here. Perhas just good old fashioned cloning? Although nobody's done anything more advanced than Dolly the Meep,so it'd be risky.
Basically, I'm stumped. I really don't think we should be cross-breeding thuogh, not on moral grounds, but on the fact that we're after pure Meech, not a Meechamite hybrid."
He then turned back to Sturg. "First, I think we should rescue our patient. It is no good planning things if he's dead, after all."
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Arthur listened to the Docs and Slap talk. He volunteered his own funding attempt "Well, if ya need money, I s'pose I could give you my own Magog Bank funds. I've only got 7000 Moolah stored from all my work, but that, and selling the rights to that Intern Cooking business I tried ta start, might help a bit with funds."
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Dean helped Kix lead Anni to the R+R, but he was getting worried as he could hear a commotion up ahead. What sounded like a Slig argunig and scuffling with something.
"Um, do you hear that? Sounds like something might have kicked off again at the R+R. I'll go check."
Dean hurried further down the corridor and saw that, in fact ,a Slig was wrestling with an oddly dressed intern over a paper bag. He then saw the Slig's face.
"Urrrk! Blech! Waah, arrgghhh!" Deamn retched, looknig away desperately. He called back to Kix.
"It's safe, but uh, you might want t-to shut y-your, splech, eyes. Pretty nasty-looking stuff here."
Dean hoped the Slig didn't hear the last bit.