IC: Seeing the broken pipe, fine. Thinking that Ark is up in the pipes is not likely to be the first conclusion, but is a possibility. Other likely possible reasons, pipe= weapon, shabby barely holding together building.
Any who.
OOC: Ark sat among the pipes, looking down at the two sligs and the slog.
'You know, this hole thing is your fault,' his subconscious had come back, and was really annoying Ark. 'I mean really, you get your self into these things way to often. This is like your,' the little mud seemed to really concentrate, 'second time.' It took a bite out of an imaginary popped zapfly, 'You could get your self out of this easily. You have a pipe, you have the element of surprise, and you have the higher brain functions.'
Ark then heard more foot steps out in the corridor. 'That's way,' he spat back; in his mind, 'I'm out numbered.' Looking around he was barely able to make out that the pipes ran along the wall, and rounded the corner.
'I'll wait a little longer and see if they leave.' His mind spokesmud rolled his eyes, as he took another bite of the bug.
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