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11-09-2009, 12:34 PM
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EDIT: Gretin beat me to it.

ooc: Mars, Jimmy's snoozer imitated the actions, doing more than just thinking about it but play-acting it, too, so 5719 was right, not you. Please don't feel the need to correct everyone all of the time.

And guys, please remember W@RFs post per day rule; you can only post twice IC every day.

As for your own post, Mars, I'm slightly confused. Ok, Mars might have sneaked down the corridor in shadows I guess, but how would be emerge from the shadows so Anni would see him and SU wouldn't? Unless he either came out behind Anni, but you deliberately said he didn't, or he came out behind SU, but then how could he whisper to Anni without the robot hearing him, too?

For the sake of this post, I'm going to have to assume he didn't come out of the shadows and she just heard his voice.

IC:
Grace looked down with mild surprise as the weedy slig appeared at his side. Ignoring the proffered hand, he replied, "Oddly, no. Walking ten metres down a corridor hasn't helped me find the native. But it ran in this direction," He went on, walking away from the direction of the production lines and the robot that was half-blocking the other end of the corridor (though to be honest he was only guessing which way the mudokon had gone, but he wasn't going to show his ignorance when he didn't have to), "And like most terrorists it's aim is probably to convince the other muds to join its rebellion, and to shut down the factory, so I'm going to check some of the worker areas, and then makesure factory security is up to scratch."

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A short way back down the corridor, Anni stamped her foot in anger (brought on by fear, mainly, at the thought that this machine might already have hurt her friend), "Don't be stupid! There are loads of animals down there and they've never bothered the factory. They're not stupid; they know if they start attacking us, then we'll start attacking them! They've never hurt anyone except people stupid enough to go walking in their territory! Do you really think you alone could kill all of the animals down there? If you go down there and start attacking them, then they'll destroy you and retaliate by attacking employees! Which means less profits!" So angry was she, that she failed to hear the rusty-panted slig walking up behind her, "Plus if you start shooting down there with explosive bullets or whatever, you'll probably destroy the pipes and stuff down there and end up shutting down or blowing up the whole factory!"

A voice off to her side suddenly whispered something like, "I'm on your side."
"Huh, what?" She said, too annoyed to think that whoever was speaking to her might be looking for secrecy, and turned, looking for whoever had spoken to her.

The back of her left hand was itching.

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Jim resumed breathing when the slig left, and shiftily returned to work.
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