OOC: I know, I just got into the posting mood.
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From the look of things, the Slig (Corky) didn't want to use the gun this time. Nonetheless, Rick watched the Slig cautiously as he shouted a little with his Slog (Phats), whom Rick just noticed. The Slig turned back to him, asking him about his purpose.
"I was heading to the Cafeteria." he pointed at the door a few steps ahead with both hands in a comical way. "Calling some workers to the production lines." He still eyed the Slog carefully, who, in the meantime, made its way inside the Cafeteria. He turned back to the Slig. "I'm Rick, by the way. What's your name?"
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"A map?" Arnie repeated Krett's words. "I guess there are a few directories around, but I think asking others for directions should do the trick. If you're looking for the production lines, I can tell you where it is. Just head out to the corridors and go around until you see a large opening with conveyor belts behind. Maybe you'll find someone on the way who's going there too."
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