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04-19-2010, 09:44 AM
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ooc: Interesting...
Anyway, it's time to get this show on the road...

Dripik, I hope you don't mind me moving #7 out of the office or anything.
Also, Gretin, I PMed this to you, but if you want Ralph to leave Anni and Jim partway through this post, then that's fine; it's up to you.

IC:
"Thank you," Emlech replied to the robot, mildly impressed by the clearly very advanced AI in the robot; he would have to look into it when he got back to his lab. If someone was able to make robots clever enough to work as unattended security, he would have to keep an eye on the situation.
"Alright then," He said, turning to #7, "Let's go." He led the way out of the office and towards the main lifts, which he had seen on his way to the office a short while ago.

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Jim gently urged them towards the factory before anything else could go wrong.
"Right," Jim said as they walked into the entrance to the factory. "We were told to look after the production lines this morning weren't we, but so far we've only stayed on the ground floor, so maybe we should check over the middle floor, too?" He said this with the voice of the person who knows he's been assigned a very important task, but has no idea what that task may be.

Anni, distracted by thoughts of SU, shrugged but followed him. The pair (and possibly Ralph) headed towards the main lifts outside the production lines. A lift was just coming down as they approached and Anni stopped, curious. Jim, nervous of who may have been inside, tried to urge her on, but she paused a moment longer to see who was coming down.

To Jim's horror, it was a slig.
To Anni's horror, it was a slig accompanied by a vykker.

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"Ugh," Krik said distastefully as Dionysia led him into the storeroom, "Was it this messy last time I was here?"
Still feeling slightly put down by his insult earlier, Dionysia just shrugged.
"Move some of those things, will you? Clear some floorspace."
Suppressing a bitter retort, Dionysia pushed some cleaning equipment into a corner and piled a few boxes of supplies together to make some more room. She straightened up, with her back to him, and asked, "How's that?"
"Perfect," He replied and fired the snuzi he'd just pulled out of his bag. An arc of blue electricity flew through the air and struck her back; she screamed and crumpled to the floor like a falling building.


ooc:
Slig accompanied by vykker was #7 and Emlech, just so we're clear.
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