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ooc: Ooh, those mudokons are cornered on all sides! Will they produce enough of a distraction to allow Krik to escape with the goods?
And venks, feel free to smack Jim, as long as you don't do him any serious or lasting damage. If he can walk out of the room without needing to visit Dek again, I'm pretty much fine with it. Just don't make it too messy
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IC:
Krik was reading frantically through Dek's notes; chemical analysis, genetic reflection, there could be no inkling of doubt; he'd recognise the makeup, the work anywhere, even through the changes that had clearly made since he'd stopped work on the project. But how-?

Before he could think further, however, he heard the lab door open. He quickly stuffed the notes into his bag and hurried out of the storeroom.

What met his eyes was Dek standing in the doorway and a pair of mudokons halfway across the room, one wearing a dress like nothing Krik had seen in any factory and the other was the mudokon that Dionysia had caught the day before!!

"Dek, what in Odd's name is going on? Since when was that allowed out of it's cage?!" He half-bellowed.

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Dionysia glared at the slig. Lazy?!! "Actually I was waiting to talk to the glukkon!" She said icily, "But as you seem even worse than him at doing any job properly, I will wait until he's finished ranting at everyone else."

She gave Arthur a withering look and marched out of the cafeteria and towards the warehouse. "Where's that mud who's supposed to be working?" She asked Arthur, sharply.

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Jim was still too terrified to move. This slig was clearly totally insane!

Not that it changed anything. He closed his eyes in terror and cowered even lower as the slig loomed up over him, its gun raised to strike.

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Anni was still smiling as she walked along the corridor, completely dwarfed by her new companion. "That's ok. I mean there are plenty of creatures with nasty names that are nice people. Like 'paramite' sounds a little creepy but actually they're really cute animals!" She thought of telling him about Somi but decided against it, for the time being anyway. "Slogs are nice too, and they don't have a very nice name. My friend had a pet slog called Freak; one of his legs was shorter than the other so he couldn't run very fast, but he was really friendly, and-"
Just as she was getting into full swing, Dek suddenly arrived and shoved his finger at her, telling her to go to his lab later.
Apparently he also noticed the hateful look on his face because he told her, 2And I know we've had differences before but, I don't bite. You'll find me quite nice if you give me a chance, all the other patients in the factory seem quite happy," Before walking away.

She glared at his back until he turned a corner. "I hate vykkers; I've had enough all my life of them sticking needles into me and 'doing tests' and pretending they know how to help people when all they want to do is hurt you," She hissed. "Come on." She started leading Skullik in the opposite direction to the one Dek had gone in, taking a corridor that would lead towards the production lines.


ooc: Loooooooooooooong post!
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