11-20-2015, 06:36 AM
(11-20-2015, 03:41 AM)Ehksidian Wrote: ((Okay, I'm destressed so...yes.))The eye, the eye, the eye.
The door to the small room Marx was in slid open. It had only been about ten minutes since he was escorted inside. An Avali, wearing simple lab scrubs, walked inside. His iridescent stripes were a deep purple, and the feathers everywhere else were jet-black. The feathers adorning his head were pulled back into what a human would consider a ponytail, and he strode into the room with an air of extreme confidence.
"I was told there was an issue with an Avali's cybernetics. What is the problem, sir?" His voice was oddly deep for an Avali, matching more to what one would expect from an adult human male than a normal Avali. There was a very faint, audibl mechanization to his voice, one only a fellow Avali could even slightly pick up.
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Back on Nexus 17, Wurg rolled around on her bed. She had immediately walked in and flopped onto it once she showed Gregor inside. Probably because she was emotionally exhausted from seeing someone she thought had died...
*he keeps muttering the same two words*