IC: "I still think they use animals to make products, but other ones they caught in the wild, in open areas. I think it would be somewhat more difficult to do the same thing here, and they may realise that trying to touch us, being so close to them would be risky to them, since we'd obviously react and kill them"
The sky had darkened considerably now, and Sturg preferred sleeping at night, being that Scrabs weren't around as much then, and he liked the heat of the sun during the day. "It's getting late now. I'd like to discuss this tomorrow. I'm kinda tired, and I'm planning to go in somepoint next day. I'm gonna go to the tower to catch some 'shut eye', as those Sligs say. Even though I have no eyes. Oh well, who cares." Sturg growled in a deep tone, and picked up a couple packs of Elum Chubs, tucked them under his arms, and headed back to the tower. He'd eat them in the morning as a breakfast.
Slash finished up his doodle and put away the pad. He saw another Slig come in, and go to sleep in his pants. Slash couldn't see why, maybe he was paranoid someone would take them? Maybe as a prank. Slash was more worried now, as those Big bros had been interested. He doubted they would, but he hadn't slept in a place like this before, and didn't know if he could trust them. He didn't know if any lockers were around, nor if they'd be as big as the ones Vykkers used. So, he quickly detached the copter blades from his pack, slipped them under his bed, and stayed in the main part of the pants, so the blades wouldn't get in the way, and put his gun down there too, but kept his knife close. He lay his head down on the pillow "'night all" he murmered, and then slowly fell asleep.
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Anyway, there's not much for me to get him to do for now, so I'll just say he continued working until the end of the day when the workers are free to go to the R and R, and start him off again when the next Work at Rupture Farms version is started.
