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Kole entered the whole outsides of the Mess Hall once again, after only entering it after maybe a good 20 or so minutes ago. Kole wouldn't know how long it had been. He counted everything in hours, but he had no precise idea how much of a fraction a minute was to an hour. All he knew is that Sligs counted their time in minutes, since they regularally take 40 minute shifts before deciding to taking small 10 minute long naps. Although, time only mattered here for the fact on how long he may actually be outside.
While walking on the dry, yet healthy grass, he thought what this physical might result in. He had never needed to be checked on by a doctor. Vykkers rarily, if ever, check on Mudokons at all. Glukkons knew he was in trouble after his torture, since he went into a slight coma (about 2 days worth; the Glukkon policy states you can kill a Mudokon that is in a coma after it has been non-active for three days. Kole was lucky) He had no idea what might come next. The Vykker was suppose to be someone untrusted by the authority. What if he was to actually be experimented on? Is there something really wrong with him? Why would now, after all these years, would his health be a problem?
Other problems came up. He suspected that some Sligs on watch would be looking for a reason why he is out here. Kole might actually be suggested for interrogation since his excuse is most unlikely. He was also alone, with no one that could prove he was going for a physical. So as he walked, he tried his best to hide his body in the shadows, so not too many would see. Kole also looked reluctant and non-fearful. That way, nearby Sligs couldn't take him as a Mudokon trying to sneak around or look like he is trying to get where he needs to go urgetally. Sligs couldn't suspect him for anything if he did that! He smiled to himself slyly, thinking that he might actually know Sligs better than they themselves did.
Kole crawled into the abandoned Medical Hut after reaching his destination. His anxiety increased to an amazing level. This place looked as if this place could be managed as a murderous way or a helpful way depending on the personality of the doctor. Knives, saws, charged needles, anesthetic liquids, tables designed for surgery, gas tanks, cabinets, and untrustworthy looking machines were clear on the surface of the Medical Hut. Who knew what this Vykker had in mind for him. Charts of bodies were left on the moving and artifical counters, making Kole reminded of his job as a cook. Except diagrams of 'intelligent' beings replaced the animals. Kole was sickened and sat down on a chair, wishing this was all a nightmare.
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OOC: I don't exactly need to describe what was covered in Venks' post for Cora....
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Cora looked at Jim and smiled. There was actually a Mudokon who wanted to help her and Kole. Mudokons were rarily this way to strangers. Some trusted others because they felt there was much to relate to each other about, but others were selfish. They would care about themselves, for they need to find someway to get themselves through survival from brutal, uncontrollable forces. Cora would pity the Mudokons who thought this way. Most of their fate was already decided anyway. She guessed they thought death was worse than living. Other times, they just wanted to keep their amazing job.
This Mudokon made a deep impression on her. Maybe they didn't have to go far to find a friend here. She managed to softly say in the room, "Thank you Jim, for everything. It's nice to see a Mudokon who cares for others just like his own job,"
She looked down at the Meep to focus on cutting it. The job struck her in not a great way. Her job was never focused on cooking, not to mention even cutting something. With a diagram of the inards of the Meep at hand, she looked at it then at the Meep. She would need all the help she could get.
She whispered to Jim, "Jim, err, I don't know how to say this. I don't know what to do. So can you tell correct myself when I do something wrong?"
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I think you're missing my posts or something, I made Sagittarius follow. 
Venksies....Where are you?...