IC: Praetyre silently awoke. The first sight of today happened to be the ceiling, expectedly, lit by the orange glow of his helmet's eyepieces. He wrenched himself up from his bed and, ignoring the activities of the others in the room, walked up to the R&R door. He grasped it's doorknob with one of his metallically gloved, sharply clawed hands and turned it with calculated precision, the steel door slowly flying open.
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Arrack felt the first sliver of light hit his eye and recoiled into his pillow. He then restraightened his organ bag mask and grasped the edges of the bed he had slept upon. His tail providing him support, he awkardly thudded to the soft carpet of the R&R and waddled over to see the armoured Praetyre opening the R&R door and waited for it to slide open.
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Domino lay asleep dreaming of dancing meep, but at the moment the 50th meep had finally crossed the fence all of his dream dissolved into blackness. Then lay the horrid, grinning head of his former master Malarkey and several other strange Vykkers, two of which seemed to be brothers. He then tried to run away, but found himself unable to do anymore than run rooted on the spot as the heads circled around and taunted him. He then screamed, and then awoke.
Domino found himself mildly bruised in the face, for he had fell from quite a lofty bed and hit the carpet of the R&R. His helmet had absorbed most of the blow, but he still felt like his chin had been whacked with a Slig's blunderbuss. He then stood up and waddled over next to Praetyre.
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