OOC: Sorry for yet another long period of nothingness from me. As before, I'm getting pretty busy over where I'm at. I'm still a bit busy, so I'll cut out Hydra from this one post.
IC: Wapi sighed. An industrial ex-city slicker (much like Nimol) was one thing. But Outlaws were another. Fiery-headed reptiles with a mind to kill. The Mudokon that was partnered up with the Outlaw seemed okay, but still .... A mudokon, a peaceful-looking one, in business with an Outlaw? Flurgel and Jurgo eh .... Wapi lifted his club over his shoulder and started to rub his slig temples, when he saw Nimol come over, hefting a HUGE piece of machinery. No way. Slig pants? Bigbro-sized too. Wapi's tiny black eyes squinted at this whole dillema. Seems as though Typo was having his own fun snickering. "Bah! Nimol! You're a buffoon fer doin' such a thing!" Wapi scolded the slig. Why show a newcomer any form of gratitude? Even though Wapi actually DID appreciate it. "Nimol! I don't like this gift at all! So I'm going to sneak this thing into my tent, put it somewhere it belongs, and make sure it stays that way." Wapi said this, but he was staring at the Bigbro pants in awe and thankfullness. What a cool thing it was .... He then remembered the other newcomers. "Ahem ..... Outlaw .... Mud .... You two will be under the surveillance of Typo!" Wapi looked over at the snickering pantless slig. "You little runt better git yer ass over there and watchout for Flurgel and Jurgo! Y'hear?" God ..... where's Hydra when ya need her? And why is she here when you DON'T need her?
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