"Oof, I'm scared!" Dionysia bit sarcastically; "Seriously, I'm gonna run off and hide. Who are you, president of the Vykker's Conglomerate?" She was more than ready to put any intern in its place; stupid creatures ought to know where they belonged in the industrial heirarchy.
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Jim felt him being (somewhat unnecessarily) from the burning room. As soon as he was clear of the smoke and had gotten his breath back, he yelled, "Are you completely insane, going in there like that? You're lucky you weren't killed! What's wrong with you?" His voice was hoarse from the smoke, his eyes were red and he was not in the best of moods having just risked his own skin for this guy who was clearly either suicidal or totally off his rocker.
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"Well I used to work in this place run by a load of vykkers," Anni said, a slight impatience in her voice, "But I hate vykkers so they sent me here instead."
ooc: A little short but what more is there to say?
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