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10-07-2007, 01:34 AM
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OOC: I think there's a misunderstanding, mudling. It was RG, the robot with the gun, who asked Jakka and Charlie. Otto is standing behind him with Arnie. Could you edit that, to make things more clear?

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RG watched as the Grubb and the Clakker argued with eachother. Jakka seemed to grow impatient with them, and pointed her spear at RG. The robot didn't take that as much of a threat, being a metallic construction himself, but he was aware that there were important organics behind him who could get hurt if things get ugly.

"You are in no position to order me around, Grubb organic..." said RG, unwilling to lower his rifle, but Charlie interrupted by grabbing Jakka's spear and they both explained a bit about themselves.

Arnie stepped out from behind RG, and looked at them. "It seems you got through a lot just to get here. Where have you been previously? You mentioned another industrial facility..."

After the newcomers introduced themselves, Arnie did the same. "My name is Arnie, I'm in charge here. This here is Otto, my asisstant and Flak Clerk of the factory." he inclined his head towards Otto, who nodded curtly to Jakka and Charlie. Arnie continued. "And he..." he said, indicating the robot. "...is RG-49 - RG for short. You can call him our personal guard, I guess."

"As for your jobs, I'm sure I'll find you something to do. A place like this always needs a helping hand here and there. So you, Charlie, have some experience with food, right? You could work in the Cafeteria, though we already have a few cooks there. But on the other hand..." Arnie seemed to be hesitating. "Well, don't get me wrong here... but..."

"From what I understand, Arnie is trying to say that those cooks are more capable for other jobs, and not just cooking." Otto interrupted, looking at Charlie. "I can hardly imagine a Clakker running around in the factory, loading crates, pulling levers and such."

"I am glad to notice that you have a basic sense of humour, Otto." noted RG.

"I didn't want to phrase so bluntly, but that's what I was meant to say in principle." finished Arnie. "If you want, you can take over one of the cooks' place. The Cafeteria is on the ground floor, look for Rick, he's usually around there. He's a Mudokon, green, muscular, with a long wound on his arm."

"As for you, Jakka, I can recommend cleaning, if you want to avoid animals. You should see a lot of them near the proccessing line, so... take the corridors and other staff-related areas. But I don't know how're you supposed to work with a spear in one hand. You're surely able to put it somewhere safe while you clean."