"My bet would be on Regular-Slig-On-A-Rampage dangerous. He's not sneaking in shadows and doing us in one by one, is he?" said #7 Slig to Arthur. "He's making havoc occasionaly, and that makes it easier to track him down."
He turned to Dek. "Tranquilizing would work. I'm not intending on shooting him down neither. And then you can try putting that chip thingy in him. I'll try to reach RG again."
He activated the SCU again and spoke. "RG, come in, over."
There was silence again, but no answer came. "I repeat, RG, come in, over. This is urgent!" he added to make his point clear. But still no answer. "Something must have happened to him, he would have answered if he was aware that we are calling him." he said, deactivating the SCU.
"So, can't we take Molt down by ourselves? Do you have any tranq-darts?" asked #7 Slig from Dek and Arthur.
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Meanwhile, RG was still removing the shards from his eye sockets, being watched by Rick, who was sitting next to him.
"Hey, what was that static-like noise?" asked Rick uncertainly.
"It meant that someone's trying to communicate with a radio device in the vicinity of the factory." said RG, unconcerned.
"Didn't you want to answer that?" asked Rick.
"I'm not really concerned about the problems of others right now. I'm concentrating on my repairs, so I can hunt the organic down who stole my gun." said RG, putting down the pliers and replacing his left optical sensor to its socket. "Say, Mudokon organic, can you see any metal plates in the room?"
Rick looked around, then stood up, went to the cabinet again, and after a while he returned with some metal plates. "Well, it's not definately your color, seeing that these are metalic gray..." he said, examing the plates, then placing them on the table.
"No matter. They are as good as my former facial plating, copper-coloured or not." said RG, touching the plates with his hands. "I might need your help with these though. I need you to cut them with a torch so they will fit on my face."
"We don't need to cut anything, then." said Rick grinning, eyeing the plates which were twice the size as RG's head.
"Why?" asked RG, apparently unaware that Rick was joking about the robot's overgrown self-esteem.
"Nothing." said Rick, shaking his head.
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