Overjoyed Of Comebacks: Hm, this place actually returned to optimal activity.
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Tell them when and where to work; do some organisation! These words of Krik were advice at least, instead of criticism. And it made sense to Arnie: exercising control over things is the best way to keep things running as good as possible.
He turned to the Slig standing next to the table. Even though he was recounting the usual welcome speech, he couldn't ignore the throbbing in his temple, which was getting stronger. "...uh, right. So, I guess you're here for a job. Do you have any special skills or..."
But he had to break off, because he noticed a distraction coming from the counters. The noise of the fighting couple penetrated his eardrums, amplifying the nasty throb. "What's going on...?" As he said this, one of the fiercest throbs struck him; his sight was momentarily obscured by the veins thickening in his eyes because of the sudden blood surge.
He steered back quickly to his normal state, but somehow uttered a few words in a rather gruff voice, which he barely heard himself. "RG... Go and sort them out."
RG and #7 Slig looked at him simultaneously in a near-comical way: the latter in bewilderment, the former in admiration. After a few seconds, #7 Slig asked. "Sort them out...?" But RG cut him off. "With pleasure, Boss." With that, the robot set off towards the fighting group. #7 Slig followed him with his eyes, then turned back to Arnie, who took a great sigh with his eyes closed, then turned back to them, looking normal but a bit confused at the same time.
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"Oh, you don't need to look for that sandwich if you want to eat. We've got plenty of Scrab Legs here, on the counter behind..." Rick told Mola, but then he noticed the fighting group not too far from them and Dionysia. He eyed them with uncertainty: should he go over and help? It seemed that the Luskan (Silph) was trying to separate them, but he didn't seem to succeed in doing so.
To top all of it, RG was coming in the direction of the group, rifle hoistered and two deadly arms free. This sight was bad news to Rick in itself; a rather scary experience, even from the eyes of an outstander.
RG walked up to Silph and the two Sligs with clattering footsteps. He spoke to the Luskan. "If you don't mind, organic, I'll intervene." With that, he launched his right arm towards Dimitrio's wrist, aiming to get a firm grip on it and to pull the Slig away.
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