[AckroTheSlig]

Ic:
"Alright, firstly I just radioed #7, so he knows who caught the terrorist. Second, you're one slig and there are four of us. I dunno about the rest, but I was a soldier in the Cartel's army for 17 years and I could shoot you one handed from the far end of the stockyards. You really think you can threaten us? And finally, how do you think the boss will feel to hear you risked letting the native escape while you threatened to kill his other sligs? No thanks; I'm not letting this thing out of my sight, so stop wasting my time and show me where the labs are or I'll have you charged for aiding a terrorist, myself!"
After hearing this, needless to say his anger was far past boiling point
already. He turned his head for a moment, concocting a stratagy when Flad stepped in saying " ...You wouldn't be the first Slig I've shot." Ackro, now panting and wheezing like he was out of breath, and his head hung down looking at the floor slowly moved his head upward. "You really think you could shoot me?..
do you really? how would that make you feel.. Would you get off on the satisfaction of knowing you put a bullet in between the eyes of the only known blue slig?.." Ackro gestured at the slaves with his gun.
"All I wanted was to be important here, perhaps be someone by being included in the capture of these intruders.." Ackro turned away from the sligs, walking off in the opposite direction, limping slightly from one of his mechanical legs trying to act up yet again. Sparks shower from the bend of his leg every few seconds.
"Ackro, don't do anything foolish" said Borso, while Ackro was walking off.
"Hmph, don't worry Borso, one one of the few I actually respect."
He said while continuing to hobble off. Suddenly he stopped, looking back and saying.
"Find the lab yourself, grace.."
He chuckles in amusement, the hobbles off again, his image fades in the shadows of the factory.