IC: Wic hesitantly smiled back at his new friend.
"You know, my friend likes borrowing things from a Slig too. But he usually gets-" He was cut off by the nice lady Slig he'd met yesterday.
He was about say something more when he overheard two Sligs (Dimitrio and #9) talking.
"I don't know; she went after this criminal guy to the kitchen and -" The Slig With The Shiny Arm cried.
"Criminal...?" Wic muttered under his beath. He had heard his boss, Ricky, label himself and others as 'criminals'... and come to think of it, when Ricky had called Wic into the factory, he had sounded like he was in a tight spot... being chased by this so-called missing person, perhaps? Timidly, he turned to the two.
"Um... can.. can I help, sirs?" He asked quietly.
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...whut.
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