IC: Kotez looked at the Mudokon, before turning his head back to where it was, merely shrugging a response. He continued to chew on the tender meat as he walked round the counter and opened the fridge. No Soulstorm. Curses. He instead grasped a cup and ran some water into it from the tap.
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Slash had accumulated the required parts: spare rope, turning wheels, wire for the electricity, and various other cogs and so on. He used a trolley to wheel them to front of the lift. Grabbing the rope and a wheel, he flew with them down to the bottom and began to secure the wheel into the platform...
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Silph mused on what to aim at. Whipping out the pair of pistols, he headed for the remains of the basement, hearing some Paramites. Being relatively quick, they should be decent enough targets. He fired three rounds into the nearest Paramite, killing it. Not concerned with the animals' welfare out here, he killed two more. Satisfied, he blew the smoke from the end and began to reload. He began heading back when two Paramites dropped infront of him to confront his actions. He put the pistols back, being unloaded, they'd be a hindrance in a fight. He snarled at them as they hissed back, slowly backing him into a corner...
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