IC: Ark, lazily turned his head as the female Mudokon ran off down the shaft, and stepped out of the way as the robot ran after her.
'Shame, I kind of liked her... even if she was a little weird,' by this time though Ark's thought had caught up to wait #7 slig said, before he ordered "RG" after the Mudokon. 'Great, I'm being sent to the Glukkon that sent me to this Slig, by this Slig. And he's in the cafeteria. Well, damn.'
Turning back to #7 Slig, Ark responed, "Right, so, um... I probably shouldn't go into the cafeteria in a while, but thank you for the information and the tip."
Not wanting to really face another argument, or questioning, Ark took the opportunity to leave, even though this entire event was mostly his fault. That said he really didn't want to face the cafeteria either.
Quickly leaving the group, before any of them could really stop him (hopefully), he stood out in the hall apart from the group.
'It's probably a bad idea to go into the cafeteria, but all the people that were in there could be gone, since it is where you're suppose to eat. But, I shouldn't take that chance, on the other hand though, Arnie's likely to move and this is the only time I know where he is. Then there's the Mudokon that rescued me, she seem decent enough at distraction and stealth, but she doesn't strike me as one that could easily talk her way out of a situation… especially if you go running down a shaft the first chance you get.'
Making up his mind, Ark started down the corridor, towards the stairs to the grinders.
OOC: Right, feel free to stop Ark; he isn't that far away, yet. Also, I'm back from Thailand, not that anyone cares...
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