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07-20-2007, 02:29 AM
Albino-Slig
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: Jun 2007
: The Slig Barracks, Mudos
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Obray looked down at the two Sligs and the Luskan with a stern look on his face. "So you slurgs want t work in my security force 'ay?" He hopped down and walked to a large tome mounted on the wall. "It's very simple round 'ere! First you make your mark, then you can start." He moved aside, looming above the Sligs and keeping his dim yellow eyes on the Luskan. "Come on, do it." There were only seven slots in security yet to be filled. Four were Mudokon slave Overseers, one was a perimeter guard and the final two were interior guards.


Silvester took the paperwork in two of his hands then turned to the Inturns as the Big Bros walked back to their train. "Down to level two." He laughed as he pressed te button on the elevator, the large metal doors sliding open revealing a snoozing Intern. "Oi! Wake up dammti!" He screached, the Inturn jumping to its feet and quickly pressing the B2 button on the console. Silvester looked at the Slig as it jitterd and jabberd about Fuzzles. "Better be uping the dosage on this one." He grinned as the doors opend again.
"What the hell!" He totterd out into the lobby to see two Steef rampaging along one of the wards, one crying out for help. "Interns!" He said stepping backward as the Interns dropped the shaking Slig and took up their weapons.


The secretary fizzed as it flicked through its millions of files to find the vetinary folders then stoppd and lit up like a christmas tree, its irritating jingle distorted to new lelvels of annoyance by its broken speakers. "All Vetinary practises are carried out on the fourth floor." Once again its face vanished to be replaced by a glowing map. "go across- warning vocie deact-" Its screen fading to black as the power died.


Blaise lay low on the rusting train wreck and watched as the facility flickerd. "Now ain't that pretty." He whisperd. Somthing was going wrong inside the bowels of the facility but the ligths soon returned to normal and a huge puff of thick jet black smoke was flung from its central chimney. He sniffed the air and recoiled. "That be almosts as bad as the smell of them cages." He jumped down and ran across to the Mudokon sheds decaying wooden walls, pressign himself up against it he moved to the courner and peared around to check no one had seen.


Lord Gehlock snarled at the two empty sapces in the board room as the lights flickerd momintarily around them adding to his anger. He moved out of the shadows and stood on his central stand amoungst them, the other fallign silent.
"Manifen has a problem, our Mills, Mints and Banks are doing well but the Medical Facilities are loosing out!"
A Glukkon looked around the others then shouted. "What?! We're full! And Moolah is pouring in!"
Gehlock looked at him and gave a sisnister nod. "Excatly. We are almost fileld to capacity again and are havin' to turn away Moolah totting idiots!" A large screen ebhind him flashed on showing the facility.
"We need to expand."
The other Glukkons and Vykkers looked at each other then back to him.
"We can't go into the river or over the cliff."
Gehlock shook his head. "No... we can't." A new iamge appeared on the screen o nthe facility with three huge new wings sticking out deep into the fen land and a new Mudokon center or rounding up slaves. "An increase of capacity." He grinned as the Glukkons and Vykkers cheared. "Over seen by Task Master Obray We will cut through the fen and we will keep on going!"
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