OOC: I'm back from my holiday. It was a bit unlucky that I wasn't here while Mars' character was being chased away... and it doesn't really make a lot of sense that my character did absolutely nothing while this was happening (and that nobody else noticed him, come on guys!).
Due to a few things, I'll repost my last RP and change it a bit to match what's happened.
IC: Borso looks into a few rooms, before seeing a sign for Arnie's Office. He rushes over to see someone else in there already, a Mudokon with no work uniform (Mars). "Nice hair", Borso remarked. He wasn't entirely sure whether he meant it as a complement or as sarcasm. It could have gone either way. Suddenly Borso spots Arnie. He held his gun aloft and was about to salute and enter the office when he heard a voice.
"CLOSE AND LOCK!"
Borso is hit by the slamdoor with such ferocity that he is knocked all the way back to the far-side of the corridor and bangs his head on the wall. He barely had time to say "Slimy Sligs" before he was unconcious. While out of conciousness he could hear snippets of dialogue; "...n armed Native Mud ma..."
Borso got up, shaking his head. He looked around and saw the office he was about to enter before, the door was now open and Grace was talking to Arnie. "If it doesn't upset you then I'll be staying here until someone else comes to make sure you stay protected." Borso smiled, "Well, that someone...", he picked up his rifle and cocked it back, "...could be me. I'm here for a job sir, a bodyguard perhaps?". Borso anticipated Arnie's words with great enthusiasm.
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