IC:
Flad finally reached the first floor. The stairs here really didn't agree with his pants.
When he reached the corridor he heard a robotic voice say:
So either you don't mind being eaten at your work post by a dozen of hungry paramites; and believe me, I've been through their territory and they don't have much left to eat; or you are like this outlaw and have some "friend" down here that might have already tested my new high-impact explosive rounds. Or how to get paramite pies in less than 3 seconds."
Flad turned in the direction of the voice. To his surprise he saw a snoozer spinning it's guns while making sounds of bullets, paramite noises and some splattering sounds closely followed by "Headshot"
While this was going on Flad was sure he saw something move closer to the mudokon.
"Probably just my imagination" he thought. "Wait a moment there's a mudokon standing in front of that snoozer. Why is a snoozer doing that in front of a slave? It doesn't make any sense. unless mudokons here aren't sl- no that's just stupid, i'll have to ask da boss.
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