IC: Garit was surprised once again and looked back up. A glukkon was standing in something similar to slig pants. 'This glukkon's either a loon or has some kind of serious law-enforcing problem.' He thought, and following this glukkon there was a paramite which had begun to bark loudly at the incoming outlaws. Quitely drawing his gun under the table, Garit watched as the glukkon attempted to get information out of the clakker. Hoping he wouldn't attract too much attention, Garit lowered his head enough so he wasn't openly visible but could still see what was going on.
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Congratulations, Oddey, on winning FC's fanfiction competition two years running! You are clearly the man to beat!
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