Westy was an older Slig in the barracks. He started off as a promising rookie who went to discover his talent at Slog mastery. He was assigned to be the head Slog trainer. Quite often he would teach rookies how to use their Slogs better and help out with some Slog problems. When he walks around on patrol, you'll rarely see him without a Slog or two. He even takes them on walks sometimes. Nathaniel was very happy to get his first Sloggy and he's on very good terms with Westy... Always ready to listen to a new piece of advice.
Sanrak didn't take to Slogs as well as Nathaniel. He found them to be scared of his metal arm and overly demanding. It was too dangerous for Slogs where he was anyway. Zulag 7 is notable for it's high-security, with good reason. Scrabs, Fleeches, Vykker experiments... sometimes Sanrak wondered why he still worked there. The moolah was good though and he sort of owed it to them, after how they gave him a new arm.
Sanrak heard a noise, he tensed his body and turned around, gun aiming at the noise. "Wait up!", he could hear another Slig's voice. A Slog ran towards Sanrak and started whining. Westy ran into view, "Ah, sorry about that. This little Slog is a right handful". Sanrak smiled, "You got that right... so, what brings you here?". Westy, "Thought you might want to know, they say there is a big storm on the way... you'd better go inside with that arm of yours". Sanrak looked at his arm, "Oh yeah... thanks".
Sanrak walked indoors, "Oh well, don't want to become a lightning rod out here".
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