[mudling]

OOC: Sorry for disrupting your characters current pbjectives dripkik, and thanks for the advice, I'll try the story telling way for now, sounds like a better way to RPG for me.
*edit* I've edited my post to make more sence, sorry about that.

IC: Charlie and Jakka remain at the door, there appears to be no sign of change.
"I don't think this is such a good idea!" Charlie mummered. "Oh common, there's nothing these industraliasts can do that I can't, look, this is what I'd do if They came!" Jakka pulls the ugliest face she can and thrusts her spear in the air, the door opens.
" Well, actually there's alot- Oh ODD!" Charlie notices Two gluckons (Arnie and Otto) and a robotic guard (RG) and freezes, Jakka does the same, hiding her spear behind her back, and breathing through an akward grin.
On answer to the robot's (RG's) question question, Charlie grabbs Jakka and covers her mouth.
"Oh she doesn't speak mudosian, or anything realy, um, grubbs communicate through clicking, and she's death... and mute.. so don't try with that"
Jakka wrenches herself away, Charlie pleads to her through his glances. "You can't understand me, can you PJ?"
"No I can't!" Jakka replies.
"You idiot" Charlie shakes his head. "She's not much of a warrior, she and I just stumbled upon each other, I needed a job, she needed a job, and well, she kind of doesn't know our world... your.. the industrial world."
Jakka sighs. "Put that weapon away, I've had enough weith you inudustralists!" With sudden agreesion she flings her spear downwards, so it is poiting towards RG, Charlie immidiatly grabbs the spear, and grabs hold of her.
"We come in peace, we assure you, we mearly want a job, I heard you were the biggest meating packing plant in oddworld, we were eager to join" Charlie gasps, his eyes locking into RG's pleading for mercy.
With a few more desperate glances, Jakka gives in. " I apologize, we just had trouble the last time were in an industralist facility, I mean you, and everyone no harm, I am but a simple shepard amougnst my people, gone to adventure with my freind, yet I, we feel the urge to work here, to be amougnst this place, it is it's history that summons me. I have my weapons because it was difficult to get here, but I ask to keep my armour and spear, as it is not what they do, but their significicane to me, as they have been passed through generations, so I ask to keep them."
Charlie sighs with relief, Jakka extends an arm to Arnie, and another to Otto to shake, avoiding RG completly, Charlie quickly pushes her arm saway politely.
"You can call me Charlie, and my Grubb freind here Jakka, I have a few work experiances, such as fast food industries, so I have minimal skills in processing food, my freind here would to prefer staying away from this area, as she is kind of... in touch with these animals? What other jobs do you offer?"