Skelter glared after the mudokon girl (Dionysia) had left. What was that little brat smiling at? She had lip stitches too, for Odd's sake!
"Would one of you Interns be a real good Lab assistant and find Mister Arnie?" A vykker nearby said. "Tell him I would like a Current Standard Issue Lab Pack to be ordered, and that I would actually like to recieve some payment for having worked here so long and tirelessly. Only say it nicer than that, thank you."
Skelter looked all around, suddenly realizing that she was the only intern in the room. She sighed and looked at her vykker tormenter (Krik) in a 'do-I-have-to?' sort-of-way before getting up and leaving the room. She made sure Conway wasn't around before continuing; she knew that if he saw her with her lips stitched, he'd never let it go.
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Maggie gasped as the slig she'd been stalk--- er, following, jumped in surprise and landed on his face. She reached to help him stand, but he got up before she could grab his arm.
"Um hi..." The slig began, "I'm Corky and this is my Slog Phats....say hello Phats."
And with this, the slog barked.
"Aww, ain't you a cute little sloggie!" Maggie purred, dropping to her knees and petting the slog with both hands. "He knows when you're talking to him! Ain't that something!" She looked back at the slig. "Corky? You don't look like a cork!" She giggled and fluttered her eyelashes. Nothing was going to stop her from hitting on the slig with the adorable slog. If she wasn't a wolvark (which were almost as ugly as vykkers) it could've worked.
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