[Uros Osium Tokker]

***OOC***

At last I have my pc back >:3 Now to get things done around ^^.
Also I dont know if I am doing good, I have skills in RP as it seems but I am used to my writting so much I hope it doesnt hinder the W@RF if I do things like this X3!

***IC***

Dbreak was about to try and get KK7 back into happy land talking a bit to cheer him up as they always did… when he heard a loud sound that instinctively made him turn and point his guns out.

“What is that?” KK7 asked, still with a grumpy mood that could be noticed easily by his voice.

“Dunno… but let’s make a good first impression” Dbreak replied, leaving his friend down on the ground.

“Are you going to leave me here?!” KK7 asked waving his arms around.

Dbreak simply snorted, pointing him to remain on place as he left the papers with the bags near KK7 who, angry, sat with a grunt besides the security office’s door.

***Dbreak***

He could hardly see as well as he would want, the bib bro had no need of the mask for a healthy life over the Industrials’ side, but his vision was poor… So until he was not close to the place he really didn’t saw the *Stairs to Grinders* again and neither the Mudokon on the ground…

“Hey!” He put the weapons down and took the Mudokon up as carefully as he could with the huge mass that were his hands “Are you ok?” Really, that question was stupid… “Where is the medbay?” Was better and maybe a bit late… because probably the question was mostly to himself since he doubted the Mudokon could answer.

***KK7***

Simply sulks against the wall with, looking to the side as he sees his friend take up the Mudokon, hardly caring when he was so… angry? Maybe, but really nervous as hell if someone came over to talk with him. He was simply getting paranoid.