Drake: Well, well, well... Dakkan, how has it been pal?! You had to go and try to help people; those mukodons. Right now, you'd and me proabaly be generals. I should have when with ya... help ya that is... are you here to get the mukodons?
Dakkan: Na yo, I'm trying just to get out. I've got to much to lose here. There are people out there missing me I hope. Do you wanna help me out; Maybe... come with me.
Drake: I chickened out last time. What makes you think I will have the gonads to do it now? I have a good job, everything is set for me.
Dakkan: Ya, and see people get enslaved...
Drake: Hey! I get paid, I got nothing to do with the mukodons. The Gluks use them; abuse them; whatever... I don't care! I'm gettin' paid! It don't mean nothin'
Dakkan: That tattoo... the one we both share. Doesn't it mean anything **Looks at the tattoo of the Slig God with the words "For Gold, Glory, and God" under it, they both share this on there right arm**
Drake: Ya, I'm doing all that, Gold- Gettin Paid; Glory- Most sligs with they were captains like us; Finally god- Serving the queen like the book says.
Dakkan: But the book also says to do what you think is best for all races, even over the command of the queen. Do you think beating the hell out of people who didn't nothing to ya? Making them knock out fuzzles and stuff them with cotton...
Drake: **Pause** When will we go....
Dakkan: Let's go tonite, you know the factory and I always got a plan. We can make it... right?...
Drake: I hope, there's alot of guard sligs, but there real dumb and do anything a upper class unit says to them for a raise. Okay, just do your shift and when it gets dark, we leave.
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