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10-05-2007, 08:09 AM
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OOC: Slig 7665, more punctuation please. That was hard to understand, especially the last paragraph.

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People tend to dream when they are tired or under stress and strain. While they are asleep, their brain keeps on working, focusing on ideas and problems met that day. Arnie was not an exception from this. As he was lying in his bed in the Executive R+R, his face kept twitching occasionaly. Apparently, the things he saw were not exactly pleasant.

First, he saw Otto in the Executive Office, surrounded by a pack of Slig guards. He seemed taller, and was wearing a designer suit. All the desks were removed from the room, except an oval, black one in front of the Glukkon. Arnie tried to call at him, but it seemed that he was hovering there like a ghost, unheard and unseen by anyone. Then the picture changed.

He saw himself talking with a wierd Slig in a dimly lit corridor. It seemed that his alterego didn’t find it strange that the Slig had four, rather strong legs. He couldn’t understand what they were talking about, but he reckoned they agreed on a matter the Slig proposed. The picture changed again.

He saw the same Sligs backing up to a wall, his body shaking from terror. Someone was approaching him, casting a long shadow over the Slig. A metallic being, almost like a skeleton, with glowing eyes and sharp edges was walking slowly towards the Slig. Arnie knew subconciously that they couldn’t see him, but he couldn’t run away even if they did. The creature was terrifying. The four-legged Slig raised his arms as protection from him. No use. The creature raised his gun and thrusted the bayonet into the Slig’s chest.

At this moment, Arnie felt a cold object prodding his arm underneath his suit, and jerked awake. He was breathing fast while he tried to make out who was standing next to his bed, with one arm stretching towards Arnie. He was very much like the creature he just saw in his dream. Then, he recognised him as RG-49. The robot was standing there, looking at the Glukkon questioningly. "I apologise for waking you up, Boss of Rupture Farms, but you showed signs of mental discomfort."

Arnie tried to calm down. It was just RG. He was safe. Although he noticed that RG had his gun with him, he remembered that the robot had always shown respect towards Glukkons, especially him. "It’s alright, RG. Just a nightmare. It happens." said Arnie, putting his head back on the bed again, staring at the ceiling of the room.

"I am not too familiar with that term, nor organic activities and habits such as sleeping. I know the definition, of course. But I am ot expecting you to explain in detail. I will leave you to rest." said RG.

"No need, I’m getting up." said Arnie, sitting up again. He jumped out from his bed, stretching a bit. "You should wake Otto while you’re at it, RG."

The robot nodded, and walked to Otto’s bed. He was snoring peacefully, as always. RG started prodding his arm too, while Arnie walked towards the Executive R+R’s door. "What is it? Leave me alone." he heard his Asisstant’s voice from behind.

"Cannot do. I’m acting on orders of your Boss. He asked me to wake you up, he is about to leave and wanted you to join him as he makes his way…"

"Geez, cut it out, will you?" moaned Otto, turning over in his bed, but RG carried on with his monologue. "OK, you win, alright?" said the Glukkon finally, jumping out of his bed, annoyed. He caught up with Arnie, and noted quietly. "He’s talkative as always, eh?"

"There’s nothing changing him." Said Arnie with a grin, but as he remembered his nightmare, his smile faded. He shrugged slightly as they all made their way out of the Executive promises.

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#7 Slig listened to Dionysia."...He didn't go anywhere in the night when I was watching so I don't think he'll try anything now when everyone's just moving."

"Not when someone's watching him, but we can't always keep an eye on him. Well... except if he's assigned to a place which is usually well guarded." said #7 Slig, his thoughts trailing of a bit.