'No. No, Dice rarely get sick and when they do it's serious!' Lexx turned to face Chel and the two dice. He glanced over his shoulder at the computer's display, waiting for it to do a full search of all available archives. 'I need Dash.'
"I am not sick!" Dash reiterated in a futile voice.
"You don't feel different at all?" Chel reached out to tentatively pet Dash on the back. She wasn't sure if he'd let her or not, but she really could not resist touching the soft looking kitten. Chel wanted to comfort him.
"Of course I feel different! I went from side six to one! I'm not supposed to do that! I reset! It was some sort of glitch. It overloaded my dice programming." Dash spat out his words quickly to Chel, hoping she would listen to him, because Lexx seemed to not have heard a single word he'd said. "I keep trying to tell Lexx, but he's not listening." Dash looked at Lexx, but the Rishan had already turned his back to him and was looking at the monitor, reading intently.
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Refugnic
Ah yeah, the sinister plan of the ADC…resetting his dice? Honestly? Well, I guess it IS an efficient way to slow Lexx down.