Jukashi
Four Thousand Club
Kimbia Mbio
Kimbia stands up hurriedly as Chejop sweeps past, folding her hands in front of her and bowing to him; she has to tilt her head awkwardly to avoid looking like she's pointing her horns at him. She keeps that pose until he leaves, ears flattened back in unease against her head. Once he's gone she sighs, and moves on into the next room. She bows to Ayesha, but in a more relaxed fashion, perhaps being more comfortable with an elder of her own Caste.
"Kimbia Mbio, Chosen of Mercury, reporting as requested."
Kimbia stands up hurriedly as Chejop sweeps past, folding her hands in front of her and bowing to him; she has to tilt her head awkwardly to avoid looking like she's pointing her horns at him. She keeps that pose until he leaves, ears flattened back in unease against her head. Once he's gone she sighs, and moves on into the next room. She bows to Ayesha, but in a more relaxed fashion, perhaps being more comfortable with an elder of her own Caste.
"Kimbia Mbio, Chosen of Mercury, reporting as requested."