[Venks]

Gewehr listened as the boss started talking but quickly dozed off bored by the conversation that didn't include shooting guns(though he could of sworn he heard something about explosions and fires). The boss droned on eventually assigning inhabitants to teams. Gewehr saw one of his team mates((Anni)) and decided when the boss stopped flapping his gums to introduce himself.
When the boss stopped talking Gewehr hopped off his seat, his pants hissing in detest, making his way over to the Mudokon. However this Mudokon was also making its way over to the boss. Gewehr took his time catching up to the Mud looking around at the other employees... some of 'em were pretty weird looking. Once Gewehr was close enough he over heard his newly assigned team mate saying: "... of them, and he won't work very well around one, so is it ok if we work with... um, that big guy over there instead?"

Gewehr inwardly swore. His team mate hadn't even so much as looked at him and already the Mud was trying to get someone else. That huge thing no even! Unable to resist Gewehr exclaimed, "Ug! That big lug!? He might be big, but he ain't no Slig! I'm not just brawn ya know! I'm very intelliagent."
Gewehr stared at the ceiling for a sec racking his brain for a way to show how smart he was. It hurt his head a little, but then he figured it out. Gewehr detached the ammo stick from his gun and showed it to the Mudokon. "Math is just like ammunition. If ya got a full ammo clip that's 60 shots. If ya see a run away Mudokon and hold down the trigger till he dies, which takes a total of 16 seconds including bullets used on his fallen body to make him stop twitching, and you shoot 3 shots per second then... you prolly missed the first 3 and destroyed him with the remaining 45. That would leave you with... 12 bullets in your ammo clip."
The northern Slig held his head high feeling very proud about showing off his skills. It was weird though, if he did the calculations when it came to engineering or well... anything non-gun related he lost his ability to do math. Most Vykkers didn't enjoy him drawing bullets, dead bodies, and guns all over their schematics.