ooc: My sister insisted that I download a song from t'internet so said song would have a chance of being Number 1 for Easter. As a result, I am now online, so I might as well write a post!
Jimmy,
SU:" Luckily for you, I have canceled it just in time."
Anni: "You better not turn those things back on unless you want to be in a lot of trouble with Arnie."
Ark,
I know that one, too
And it's 'Krik', to rhyme with 'Quick' (NOT 'Kirk' which rhymes with 'berk').
Also, you can probably have them arrive in the lab very soon, since the conversation is closing in on the point where a timely interruption would at the very least allow Dionysia to be arrogant some more.
Also, sorry I was kinda ignoring the tattoo thing, but Krik would probably stab him without hesitation if he suspected anything dodgy.
Uros,
If Dbreak grabbed her head she's either throw him off straight away or be struggling too hard for him to do any talking, so if it's alright, I'll just assume he leant close to her ear and whispered.
Also, Dbreak has gotten completely the wrong picture of the girl!
(Though I suppose it's very much her own fault.)
IC:
Anni would at about this time have been going up to the factory anyway, but she didn't appreciate being threatened or bossed around, and was more than willing to rebel.
Also, while Jim might normally have provided the Boring Voice of Reason in these situations, his fear of sligs meant that the sudden materialisation of SU's hologram was akin to that bit in the dream where the monsters start climbing out of the fireplace. He stumbled back, gaping in shock, tripped over the roots from The Tree (The Tree being the feature that had made Anni choose this location for her garden, since it was probably the only tree within the factory grounds) and fell over, landing behind it, in a convenient location for some expert cowering.
Anni was less impressed by the hologram, guessing it was some sort of fake, if nothing else then because no slig would ever be seen without a mask. And things like that were only made by vykkers. She
hated vykkers.
Ignoring the slig, she spoke directly to the robot, balling her fists in anger, "I don't think
you understand! I am doing my job, the job that Arnie, the boss of Rupture Farms, ordered me to do! And I'm not going anywhere until I've finished it, because it is my job! I've got to finish watering the plants and now I've got to try and undo the damage you've done, crushing all the plants Arnie paid for! So unless you want to explain to Arnie why you've murdered three employees just doing their jobs, I suggest you go back to the factory and turn the stupid security systems off again!"
(ooc: Girl power!)
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There was an odd light illuminating the corridors, but since he was walking behind the mudokon, Krik couldn't work out where it was coming from. And he was in a hurry and rather annoyed that this mudokon was delaying him so much when he was in such a hurry to get the job done and leave without being seen, that he didn't stop to worry about it. He was glad that the mudokon was finally showing some respect, however.
"It's Dr-" He snapped, then stopped himself. Stupid; even if it was only a mud, he couldn't give it his real name! "Dr Stone." Oh, very good. But it was the best he could come up with at short notice.
"And for your information," He said haughtily, happy to emphasise the mud's ignorance, "Queens look utterly different from worker mudokons, no matter how old they are." This was said in his best 'any-fool-knows-that' tone of voice. "However, some queen eggs don't develop properly into queens; these worker-class females are instead expected to care for mudokon young. Though I doubt
you will have received their care," This, again, he said in just the right tone to turn a simple comment into an insult. "On the other hand, for some reason, a very small number of worker-females don't even develop the required... physiology to properly care for young mudokons, so these tend to get sold as cheap labour. Dionysia's further differences are merely the result of the experiments she was lucky enough to be chosen for."
It was a long time since he had been delivering lectures, and this mudokon was hardly what one might call an intelligent audience, but he caught himself getting into the swing of things.
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Dionysia's anger at being laughed at, to the point where she was close to walking out of the lab, was replaced with a smirk when he said he could quit his job any time he wanted. Yeah, if he never wanted to work again and he didn't mind starving to death.
'Even worse than vykkers'? What was that supposed to mean? The idea that she might be more... 'vykker-y' than vykkers made her smirk; she respected, liked vykkers - why shouldn't she? However, this train of thought, coupled with his strange tone a moment later, brought her down from her anger. "I don't destroy what bothers me," She said, mildly, "Or you wouldn't be standing right now." (That was a bold claim, but then, so was his).
She liked sligs, not socially, but because they were predicable, because inside the toughness they were weak, and afraid; she was very much aware of this, even if she couldn't spot the exact same affliction in herself. And this was more or less what made her say what she did next; "And if you don't care a thing about me, then why are you so determined to understand me, to make me 'change my ways'?" She didn't say it angrily, or maliciously; more slyly.
ooc: That stuff about female mudokons is made up by me to try and justify the presence of the female mudokons that have appeared in the RPG. *shameless propaganda alert* I wrote
a short story on the subject once, though it's only recommended for mature readers. *shameless propaganda alert*
Can't wait to see more of it ! Well, time to write some myself
