IC:Feeling quizier by the second Jerr's eyes darted over to Slig #7. "Ok. Well I don't have a special ability or skill so I'll have to be a guard or something and I'm uhhh... Jerr. Jerr the slig. I'll just go over and ask for the job now." Jerr said. He would have felt rather weak in the legs if he had any. He then slowly walked to an empty table and sat down and tried to calm himself. 'Ok, you can do this Jerr. Your a slig not a mudokon. If you find something that is out to get you remember you are a slig and have a gun.' Jerr thought slowly letting it seep into him. This thought eased Jerr alot more and now that he had tried for a job he didn't feel so intimidated by the boss. 'Wait, I didn't even ask for his name! All I said was my name and who was that other glukon? Maybe he is just like the other boss or something. But what am I going to call him. Boss? Hmmm... on second thought that sounds ok. I didn't even meet the boss of that other factory I worked at.' He thought. 'Oh and I forgot the paramite thing. I'll tell after I get my job. Yeah.' Jerr thought. Looking around for Slig 7# he saw he was over at another table. Jerr walked over to him while thinking over what he should say. He was so absorbed in his thought that he almost bumped into Slig 7#. '7. That's a lucky number isn't it?' He thought. "I was told you are the head of security and I'm here to apply for a job." Jerr said. It seemed much easier talking to a slig than a glukkon. 'I think I'll try to remember that.' He thought.
OOC: I think Rick is a mudokon. The glukkon is Arnie.
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