[Uros Osium Tokker]

***OOC***

Yup :3 Is my KK7, being shy, talking little and probably blabling a lot if you try to talk to him x3. Also, Outsider is going to make a move for tha first time :3! Of course the dude is pretty much loner and simply a background character I will use… rarely (Probably for some mischeavous things or something >:3). But since everyone has their own place in this post, no color :3

***IC***

*** KK7 ***

“T…thanks”

KK7 said no more and hurried to take as much as he could, but there were many bags and a bit too heavy (Specially Dbreak’s stuff). He got all he could, giving the others a bit of a pleading look while shivering.
He didn’t like to talk to strangers, he didn’t like to be left alone with them and he still had the paranoia that he would find any female acting or looking Slig with the bunch. Being by himself the little guy turned into a nervous bomb.

“Could… could we hurry a bit?” He asked finally, sweating (if you could call it so).

***Dbreak***

“I think you can come in, yes” Dbreak said after hearing the voice, not really paying much attention to the other Mudokon or waiting for the wounded one, Slen? To really answer.

He was simply taking a look at the harmed Mudokon’s arm to tell the truth and didn’t even pay attention to the place.

“Look, if anyone can help around here, give me a pair of long wooden or metal pieces and bandages” He said taking the Mudokon’s arm, hoping that more than one (the one at the door) person was around “And you” He looked now at the wounded’s eyes “I may be of help with those chains, but can’t control my strength as much as you think buddy… I could easily worsen your arm’s stare, so simply relax while I take a look. I have been in the wild long enough to know how to fix (at least mend a bit) damaged bones and some wounds. Let’s see if you have luck and I can help it out” And with that, he continued gently prodding to see where the harm was…

***Outsider***

Socializing? What was that?! Now that he was in a safe place he could hardly keep his laugher down as he thought of those two. Almost nobody in the world knew who or what he was as well as what he did. He didnt see the need of someone having any kind of relationship with someone else asides busines. He simply walked inside the ducts, sliding up and down; searching for a nice place as he finally saw some light from the outside.

“Aaah…” When he approached all he could see was the place where the animals were being held “Good place to hide…”

With as little sound as he could make, the being called Outsider simply went his way to the stockyards slowly, not to look at the animals or to have a snack but with the purpose of staying here as far as he could make a profit while being out of anyone’s sight.