OOC: Sorry bout taking so long to post. I just got The Sims 2 intalled after several years trying to fire it up, and that game is pretty mind-draining.
IC:
Ricky turned away from the lab door, pressing a button on his walkie-talkie, and putting it to his ear.
'Hey Wic, you there?'
Cal snapped back to reality as the walkie-talkie he'd confiscated started talking. Shakily putting it to his ear, he tried to keep a steady voice as he spoke.
'Cal speakin'.'
'Cal?! Where's Wic? And... y-you're ok?!' Ricky exclaimed, bewildered. 'I thought... weren't you-'
'Let's shut the @#$% up about that.' Cal snapped, not caring if anyone heard him swearing. 'I'm fine, what you saw was... well, you saw somethin' that din' happen. Wic was at the cafeteria last time I checked, and I'm tryin' to find you.'
'... Well... I'm outside the lab... Where're you?'
'I was... I am making my way to the lift. I guess I'll see you there.' Cal said, unceremoniously cutting the conversation short, clipping the walkie-talkie back onto his belt and walking into the lift.
***
Ricky, still slighly bewildered, put the walkie-talkie back into his back pack, and turned back to the open lab door, peeking in. He couldn't see very much of what was going on with the female Slig's operation, just some silhouettes and the sound of droning machines. He leaned forward as far as he could without falling over. He knew that she was in good hands, and also that he shouldn't hang around should he get found out, but something made him wonder... He was tempted to ask one of the Vykkers if it was serious, but he resisted. He didn't want to get in their way.
***
Wic sighed as Cal marched off, and turned to the cafeteria doors. He decided to ask the nice lady Slig where he could get a job. Trotting up, he looked up at her, and saw that she was in a conversation with the white-skinned Slig. He didn't want to be rude, so he decided to stand and wait for them to finish before asking.
Looking around, he wondered what his job would be. He could see a little grime on the walls closer to the ceiling, maybe he could get a ladder to reach that... or maybe he would work in the kitchen, cleaning and drying dishes? Or (and his heart leapt in excitement again at the thought) maybe he would get to go up and clean the boss's quarters? That would be cool...
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...whut.
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