Since Krik stood up from the table, allowing Arnie to leave as well, the Glukkon didn't waste any more time. As he was hopping sideways on the bench, he heard Krik asking about his intentions. He decided to tell him just the basics. "Fire or no fire, I'm going there. I have to see it for myself."
The world still looked a bit strange because of his bloodshot eyes, and the vein was still pulsing hard. A Slig (Corky) was standing nearby, apparently taken aback by the proceedings. "Um..Boss..are..you ok?" The question increased Arnie's blood pressure - it seemed that the answer he gave to #7 Slig wasn't enough for everyone. He cast rather nasty look at Corky. "What, Magog bigheads send me deaf Sligs nowadays? Even your Slog understood what I said, look!" he said scornfolly, inclining his head towards the Slog (Phats) running away from them. "I say you better follow him and take care of the fire. Prove your worth!"
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RG was running towards the Production Lines, Dimitrio still hanging from his right hand. The doorway leading to his destination was up ahead, but a Mudokon distracted him. He (Ralph) seemed to be coming from the Production Lines.
"Mudokon organic, I take it you are coming from the fire. Can you describe the situation before I go there myself?" asked RG.
Rick was jogging towards them, trying to catch up with RG. He slowed down as he reached them, waiting for Ralph to speak.
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