IC: Bork left the Slig Barracks feeling a little uneasy. He didn't really like the idea of having to spend his work time with a luskan. He was headed back to the the lobby. Hopefully the someone would know where the employee bunks were. As he entered, he noticed a slig holding a slog. Bork froze. Bad memories of a rabid slog attacking him in the slog kennels while he was recieving training from the Slig Barraks flooded back to him. He slowly backed into a cornor. Uneasyness finally got the best of him. He threw up and began shivering uncontrollably, making small whimpering noises the whole time.
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