Teh Frixz
That lady robot
Yrva Andran
While the transition to the ship went smoothly for most of those involved, the process with Andran was anything but. In all honesty, it could have been called a free show for the other chroniclers. Andran skittering back and forth from her quarters to the ship, fighting with servants the entire time. It seemed that one of them disrupted the complicated and chaotic organization of Andran's belongings and had gone downhill from there. One servant nearly found himself deafened by the screech she emitted when her webs were almost disposed of!
Eventually however, things settled as the Yrva oversaw the stowage of her belongings and reappeared alongside the others in the party. Obviously frazzled by the sudden move, she stood tall on her limbs while cradling a ball of her webbing. A thick strand being slowly eaten down by Andran. The workings of her jaws mechanical as they pull the stand in and break it down for reuse inside the scion's body. If anything, the action has a somewhat soothing effect on her as she hugs the ball close.
Zeroing in on Davore and catching a mention of proteins and sugars, she butts in. "Are we discussing dinner plans? How long will this trip take in any case? I have a specific diet as well as a time sk-sk-sk-sensitive agenda."
@Silvertongued @The Fuzz
While the transition to the ship went smoothly for most of those involved, the process with Andran was anything but. In all honesty, it could have been called a free show for the other chroniclers. Andran skittering back and forth from her quarters to the ship, fighting with servants the entire time. It seemed that one of them disrupted the complicated and chaotic organization of Andran's belongings and had gone downhill from there. One servant nearly found himself deafened by the screech she emitted when her webs were almost disposed of!
Eventually however, things settled as the Yrva oversaw the stowage of her belongings and reappeared alongside the others in the party. Obviously frazzled by the sudden move, she stood tall on her limbs while cradling a ball of her webbing. A thick strand being slowly eaten down by Andran. The workings of her jaws mechanical as they pull the stand in and break it down for reuse inside the scion's body. If anything, the action has a somewhat soothing effect on her as she hugs the ball close.
Zeroing in on Davore and catching a mention of proteins and sugars, she butts in. "Are we discussing dinner plans? How long will this trip take in any case? I have a specific diet as well as a time sk-sk-sk-sensitive agenda."
@Silvertongued @The Fuzz