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Turps walked over to the chest. "Err, guys, we're out of clean towels..." He said sleepily.
"Then clean some?" Sjin answered, a little aggravated.
"I don't know where Sips put them!"
"Well go ask him." Lalna interrupted.
"He's getting food!"
"That's not our problem!" Honeydew added. "Just go get him, im about to clear out the last room of the dungeon and I need to concentrate instead of listening to you lot yelling at each other." And with that, the dwarf jumped down into the dungeon.
The architect sighed and went to try and find Sips and wherever he had put his towels. It had been another week since Turps and Sjin had arrived, and nobody got a lot of sleep, so it was very stressful trying to move around each other and get everything done. Sjin came back up with Sips and some towels, soaking them in the water before walking over to the still unconscious spaceman and dabbing them on his ribs. Sips did the same, but almost knocked into Ridge when he appeared.
"Watch it dirt boy." The reaper said.
"Sorry! No need to be like that. Geez." the dirt trader answered and continued walking.
The reaper walked over to Lalna, who had just thrown the last device on the floor in frustration. "Is it not working? Did I just get this metal wire for nothing?" The reaper asked.
"It's fucking useless. Nothings working. And Honeydew's almost completed the maze!" The scientist stood up and walked over to the chest, looking through at the other devices that had also rendered useless. "I thought I could mix together other devices but there is no way I have enough materials, besides, it would take too long." He kicked the chest and repositioned his goggles before rubbing his tired eyes.
He looked around, the reaper had slid down the side of the wall, taking a few minutes break before he teleported back to his base to continue looking for stuff. Sips had just nudged Sjin, who was threatening to fall asleep in his seat. Honeydew was making his way back up through the maze, Sjin was stretching and Turps was yawning loudly while cleaning some more towels. Everyone was shattered. And there wasn't anything they could do. He sat down, resting against the chest and looking down at the floor. They couldn't save their friend... all this time, they were just keeping him alive without any promise of a solution... they were hurting him by doing this. He stood up and pulled the mining laser the spaceman had attempted to shoot him with form his jacket pocket. He looked down at it, fiddling with it as he walked over to the bed, pulling the laser up to the unconscious spaceman's head.
"W...what are you doing...?" Sjin asked quietly. The scientist didn't take his eyes away.
"Its time..." He answered and slowly clasped his fingers around the trigger...

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Turps walked over to the chest. "Err, guys, we're out of clean towels..." He said sleepily.
"Then clean some?" Sjin answered, a little aggravated.
"I don't know where Sips put them!"
"Well go ask him." Lalna interrupted.
"He's getting food!"
"That's not our problem!" Honeydew added. "Just go get him, im about to clear out the last room of the dungeon and I need to concentrate instead of listening to you lot yelling at each other." And with that, the dwarf jumped down into the dungeon.
The architect sighed and went to try and find Sips and wherever he had put his towels. It had been another week since Turps and Sjin had arrived, and nobody got a lot of sleep, so it was very stressful trying to move around each other and get everything done. Sjin came back up with Sips and some towels, soaking them in the water before walking over to the still unconscious spaceman and dabbing them on his ribs. Sips did the same, but almost knocked into Ridge when he appeared.
"Watch it dirt boy." The reaper said.
"Sorry! No need to be like that. Geez." the dirt trader answered and continued walking.
The reaper walked over to Lalna, who had just thrown the last device on the floor in frustration. "Is it not working? Did I just get this metal wire for nothing?" The reaper asked.
"It's fucking useless. Nothings working. And Honeydew's almost completed the maze!" The scientist stood up and walked over to the chest, looking through at the other devices that had also rendered useless. "I thought I could mix together other devices but there is no way I have enough materials, besides, it would take too long." He kicked the chest and repositioned his goggles before rubbing his tired eyes.
He looked around, the reaper had slid down the side of the wall, taking a few minutes break before he teleported back to his base to continue looking for stuff. Sips had just nudged Sjin, who was threatening to fall asleep in his seat. Honeydew was making his way back up through the maze, Sjin was stretching and Turps was yawning loudly while cleaning some more towels. Everyone was shattered. And there wasn't anything they could do. He sat down, resting against the chest and looking down at the floor. They couldn't save their friend... all this time, they were just keeping him alive without any promise of a solution... they were hurting him by doing this. He stood up and pulled the mining laser the spaceman had attempted to shoot him with form his jacket pocket. He looked down at it, fiddling with it as he walked over to the bed, pulling the laser up to the unconscious spaceman's head.
"W...what are you doing...?" Sjin asked quietly. The scientist didn't take his eyes away.
"Its time..." He answered and slowly clasped his fingers around the trigger...