OOC: I got unused of the extensiveness of your posts, Slaveless. Nonetheless, welcome back.
Hmm, time to reply again, I guess...
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Rick withdrew his hand as Dionysia took the Scrab Leg he offered to her. After a moment of silence, she asked him a question. "So you get on well with the boss, huh?"
"Like I had much business with him..." said Rick, grinning a bit. "But I can't say that I'm much trouble to him. Actually, he might have thought of me in a good manner, me, being the cook and all..." Then he remembered. "Well, of course, that changed this morning... but I'll surely find something constructive to do."
As he took bites from his Scrab Leg, a female Mudokon approached them and cleared her throat, which Dionysia commented in a pretty unusual manner. But Rick only took another large bite. He'd rather not get involved into things which didn't necessarily concern him.
As he chew on his breakfast, another Mudokon - this time, a male - came up to them. Before Rick could show any sign of greeting, the Mudokon snorted, spat in his hand and offered it to Rick. Just one glance at the gesture was enough for Rick to lose his appetite. "For crying out loud!" he thought, holding his free fist tight to his mouth, while looking at the opposite wall, trying to distract his 'inner eye'. "Why do these kind of things always happen when I'm trying to eat?"
When he calmed down a bit, he tapped the back of the Mudokon's outstretched hand with his fist as an alternative greeting. "Hey there. Hope you don't mind, but I'm not used to these greetings. I'm Rick, by the way."
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