[AlexFili]

=== Chapter 4: Downtime ===
As they approached the landing strip of Magog Mineralz, a fellow Slig waved his fluorescent batons at them, indicating where they should land. As they began lowering altitude, they spotted some other Flying Sligs headed south. Krisso recognized one of them, “Hey Kash, go get ‘em buddy!”, giving him a high-five as he passed by.

They landed on the landing strip, equipping their Walking Pants. The baton waver called Atto came over. “Welcome back, Kolon wants to see you”. Marek thanked him, beckoning his squad inside the building.

Magog Mineralz was built on a waterfall, a few hundred miles away from West Mudos. They made the finest mineral water in Oddworld and also co-operated with the Vykkers to make more effective medicines.

Kolon was the Glukkon in charge here. He was a firm but fair businessman, often in close contact with the Slig Commander, Voll. There were about a hundred Sligs employed here. There were a few guarding Mudokons but most of them were trained and transferred from other factories, who would often do trade deals and partnerships.

Reint approached the voice lock and entered the desired phrase. Past the voice lock, they headed to Kolon’s office. They knocked, waited, and then entered the office.

Kolon was standing by the window of his office. His office was decorated with paintings, coloured graphs and a large Glukkon voice controlled machine. “Come in”, Marek and his team walked into the room. “Quicker than I expected! I assume the task was completed as requested?”

“Yes sir”, Reint replied. “We took care of the Scrabs, that land will be useful to you sir”.

“Yes, yes!” Kolon enthusiastically voiced his approval. “A job well done, that’s 5,000 moolah between ya”. “Thank you sir”, Marek had a confident look about him; he knew that Kolon was very pleased with their progress. “Now, onto business”, Kolon sat at his chair, took out a cigar, and ushered them onto the seats in front of his desk.

“We have some more assignments for ya, let me know when yer ready for the next one.” Kolon took a puff of the cigar, looked out of the window, and continued. “Voll wants to personally congratulate yer on a job well done. I’ll see yer next week to discuss assignments, yer can go now”. “Yes sir”, Krisso stood up first, leading his companions out of the office.

No sooner had they got out of the office they say another young Slig called Yars, he told them Voll was on his way to the Slig barracks to meet up in a few hours time. The Sligs went to a nearby bar, and met up with some friends.

Rokko, Vinn and Kray were here. “Hey buddy, long time no see!”. Marek responded with “Hi Kray, been up to much?”. They talked about how their weeks went, and what they missed.

“One of the Mudokons escaped?!”. Reint was quite shocked, “Yeah, Rokko and me saw it happen, he just ran outside of the gates and never came back! Thanks to union rules we can’t shoot em’ anymore!” everyone laughed at Vinn’s joke.

The Sligs stayed and talked for a while, then made their way to their Slig Barracks to talk to Voll. They got there a few minutes beforehand, unloaded their equipment and waited for their commander.