IC: Chelon turned his head to the Steef, presuming that's what it was, before going back to the now unconscious Vykker. He put one of his claws around it, and carried the Vykker, walking on his knuckles while clutching it. He looked around, and headed for the med bay, so hopefully there was somewhere to lock it up in there.
Stan continued to watch Larry Sligwell "..and then the Mud told me to get lost, So I beat it!...whoo, tough crowd, though that one was pretty lame. Let's see...hey, you tehre! Come up here! I need your help..."
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