[Moosh da Outlaw]

Out of Coffee:
Must fill... empty void...


BIC:

Conway continued his way through the building, his hands in his pockets and his cigarette creating a clear trail of smoke behind him. Maggie followed behind at a distance, pushing open every door she came to and sticking her head inside to see what could be seen. This got very boring after a while, however, and she quickly lost interest.

"We there yet?" she asked with a yawn. "I don't see Skelter anywhere."

Conway shrugged, his hands still in his pockets and his teeth still bared in an extremely friendly smile. "Take a Chill Pill, Mags." He said, flicking the butt off the end of his cigarette. "Giggles' oughtta be around here somewhere."

Conway stopped suddenly, listening. "Hear that, Mags?"

Maggie looked around. "What is it?"

"I hear someone." His head snapped around suddenly, so that he was looking at a room across the hall labled 'Labratory.'
"Voices."

Maggie smiled dumbly. "Ooh!" She exclaimed, clapping her hands. "Can I go see if anybody's around?"

Conway leaned cooly against a wall, sweeping an arm out in front of him while his second hand fished in his pocket for his lighter. "Be my guest." He said in his enthusiastic talk-show-host voice.

"Goodie!" Maggie squeaked, marching off towards the labratory. Conway smiled, eyes closed, and sighed out a breath of smoke.

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Maggie wandered over to the Lab, arms swinging as she rocked back and forth on her heels. Finally she decided just to enter the lab without making a grand introduction; there'd be plenty of time for explaining later.

She pushed open the door and stepped inside, scanning the room with her huge periwinkle eyes. She spotted a vykker (Dek) and a mudokon (Jim). The mudokon looked slightly sick and was sitting on a medical bench. She felt sad for the mudokon, but also overwhelmed with the satisfying chance to meet new friends.

"Howdy howdy howdy!" Maggie said happily, strolling over. "Sorry if i'm interupting something, but i'm new here and i'm looking for some help!"

Maggie had absolutely no sense of personal space. This became apparent when she plopped herself down next to the mudokon (Jim) and threw an arm over his shoulder as though they had been best friends all their lives. It wasn't as though she were full of herself -she was naturally an outgoing, friendly person- it was just that she had no fear around strangers, and took them all to be potential friends.

"So," she said, slightly tightening her oh-too-cozy grip around the mudokon, "can I ask you a question?" She leaned closer to the vykker, her eyes huge. "Have you seen an intern around here? She's a satanist or something, likes dark clothes, probably likes biting the heads off ratz." Maggie batted her eyelashes. "Oh, I fergot! M'name is Maguda, but everybody calls me Maggie!"

She stuck out her hand so that it could be shook.


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Meanwhile, Conway detatched himself from where he was leaning and looked around, flicking his cigarette aside. He trotted down the stairs and continued wandering the halls until he came to a large room. There were some slogs, some sligs, and a female mudokon. Conway didn't know how a female mudokon could be possible, but he wasn't one to judge.

"Hellooo!" He said enthusiastically, walking sleekly over whilst waving one of his hands. "The name's Conway! You folks look as though you're in a spot of trouble." he leaned in closer, smiling with his eyes half closed as he stuck a fresh cigarette in his mouth. "What can I do ya for?"