As the Executive Lift came to a halt on the first floor, #7 Slig ran out, closely followed by RG's clanking footsteps. They took a turn around the shaft walls and ran straight towards the Labs. As they were about to enter, RG noticed what #7 Slig failed to - there was someone hiding in the shadows (Uggs). The creature seemed small, as RG's heat readings showed, and the glowing eyes of its mask were quite telling about its identity.
RG slowed down. "I'll wait outside, Slig organic." he told #7 Slig. "If assistance is needed, just ask."
"OK. I hope it's not so bad that I would need help." said the Slig, and entered the door.
In the meantime, RG stood in front of the door and eyed the creature fixedly, wondering how would it react.
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#7 Slig entered the Labs and observed the situation. The two Vykkers, Dek and Krik, were there, with two Mudokons whom he barely seen before (one of them wore rather Nativish clothes), a Snoozer (SU-01) and Slash hovering above.
"All right, I'm here. What's going on? One at a time, if possible."
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Dionysia's snappish comment was not unexpected. "Oh, don't believe that I forgot your purpose - I think you'd agree that your introduction was quite memorable back at the Offices." said Arnie, looking at the Mudokon, then lowered his voice a bit. "But tell me this: your efficiency as a spy lies in the fact that you, as a Mudokon, can blend in well among others of your kind. Why shouldn't I assign you to work with them then? Do you have some proper logic answer for this one?"
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