OOC: First thing to note, I won't be online next week, will be back on Saturday.
Welcome back, Slaveless! You left when Gappiqu wanted to test that chant suppressor pin with Otto. I think that was the invention Splat's talking about.
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Realising that Ark was waiting on him, #7 Slig recalled what he asked and answered. "If you don't have a workpost, you should go and speak to Arnie. Last time I saw him was in the Cafeteria. Be careful with him though. He seems to be in a temper this morning."
The noise of sudden movement and perhaps some unexplicable feeling caught his attention. He turned around and saw the Native Mudokon (Hembar) sprinting off towards the lift in the storage, rolling neatly on the platform while it started to descend. For some reason, he never thought about her being in the factory in the first place, and the feathers decorating her apparel made him realize something...
"RG!" he shouted, unnerved by the proceedings, running up to the lift.
RG heard #7 Slig's shout from outside, turning around swiftly. Ignoring Uggs, he leapt over him and entered the Labs, running up to #7 Slig.
"Look!" said the Slig, pointing down in the shaft. RG saw a Mudokon descending towards the lower levels.
"She just left and went down..." said #7 Slig, but broke off as RG holstered his gun and leapt at the shaft cables. With the sound of metal sliding on metal, the robot slowly descended towards Hembar, his orange eyes shining forebodingly in the dim light, watching the Mudokon.
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"Oh great, so everyone decides to pop up right after the meeting..." said Arnie to the room around him in general, annoyed. The new Big Bro (Grace) was still waiting, now accompanied by a Glukkon (Squico) he never saw before. Nobody realized that he had work to do. No efficiency at all...
Then again, he thought, these new people might be of use. Most employees are acting rather freely, hence all the problems he had in the last few days. With proper supervision, they might reconsider leaving their workpost. Lastly, if he took care of the two newcomers quickly, he could get to his own duties sooner. His temple was still beating, urging him to hurry up.
"Alright." he said to the Big Bro. "I might have use of you. You weren't wrong - we do have trouble here occasionaly. But instead of reacting to trouble, why not avoid it completely, eh? So I want you to go out there, patrol the factory, and make sure everyone follows orders. Pay a visit to the Armory and have a look around, make yourself look more... respectable." said Arnie, with a slight reference to Grace's height.
He turned to the Glukkon. "Now, I'd say you have the same job as this Big Bro here... Perhaps with a bit more authority." he said the last sentence in a lower voice. "Take a walk around the factory, remind those who are slacking off to do their job, and praise those who work properly. Don't go too far with the latter. Otherwise, I'll tell you if you have some special task to do."
He turned towards the door leading to his office, but he stopped. "And what do they call you two?"
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