[enchilado]

[-- Tok --]

Tok watched the Snoozer walk out of the room. This wasn't right! The terrorist was his! This stupid robot obviously couldn't think for itself, therefore there would be no use trying to convince it. He should kill the terrorist now! Yes, kill it now! But that would be no fun.

He wanted to do it slowly! How dare it infiltrate his factory, after all? The stupid worthless little slurg would suffer! Oh yes! Bwahahaha!

For now, he would be content to follow the Snoozer and see where he took the terrorist. Tok flew as high as he could [-- ooc: how high are the ceilings? --] and followed the Snoozer from up there.

The terrorist was his, after all.


[-- Erp --]

"My way around? Uh, not really. Have you worked in a factory before? 'coz I don't think any Sligs are going to be shootin' us. Beat us maybe, but they won't shoot us."

He stopped in front of a lift. "Hey, it's a lift! I've never even used one of these things. I bet that takes us to wherever we're supposed to go!"

He pressed a big button, and glanced at Slen.


[-- ooc --]

Oops, Mars and Opril posted. Anyway, it doesn't change much, except that I didn't mention the Vykker leaving.