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| − | <div></div> | + | <div></div><br> <br>Cassidy raises her brow as she considers the thought before snickering. "Maybe! My, that'd be quite a thing, wouldn't it?" She continues watching the little servitor go about it's tasks, her tail twitching behind her. "What do you figure these things are -doing- anyway? Always messing with some kind of panels... I can understand maintaining the place, but maintaining the -insides- of the walls? There's no tech TO maintain, is there? Unless... Ever wonder if maybe they're sending messages to the other servitors, and those little wall panels are like the... Post offices?"<br> <br>Natska giggles again, and starts to reply when the machine picks the panel up and, with a scrap and a clatter, presses it back into place; there is a buzz and some sparks, and then it turns. Natska pulls back, out of its way, and watches.<br> <br>Cassidy bites her lip at the thought, looking back over towards where the servitor was looking before turning her attention to the device itself. "Maybe we should follow it? And see what it does? Because come to think if it, they're always doing something, but they've only ever been background stuff... I wonder what their -actual- routine is..."<br> <br>Natska thinks for a moment, then gives Cassidy a nod, stepping past the fennec to retake the lead. As she does she brushes a hand against Cass' arm, then begins shadowing the scuttling repair bot.<br> <br>Cassidy reaches up behind her to tug her hood back over her head as she scoots after Natska with a little nod. "I don't think it can hear us," she murmurs as she joins in the tailing of the little 'creature.' "I mean, I could be wrong, but it doesn't seem to have noticed us yet. Hopefully it won't!"<br> <br>"Mmm. I think it would have to be able to take commands somehow, right?" Natska asks. "Still, if it has heard us, it doesn't seem to care." She pauses to draw an arrow on the floor, then hurries and catches up, moving quickly and quietly. "I have never tailed one before! I wonder where it is going, Cass. I am excited."<br> <br>Cassidy rubs at the chin of her mask before nodding. "Good point! Hmm. Yes, as long as we keep our distance and don't touch anything, I figure we'll be fine. A lot of them don't seem to mind beings... Probably because we are creations of the creators, as well." She smiles at Natska, pausing briefly for her to finish with the chalk before resuming her stalking of the servitor through the metal halls, brushing her gloved fingers along the wall as she goes. "Such neat things..."<br> <br>Natska chases after the spider-bot, following it deeper into the tunnels. She only pauses to make the occaisonal mark, to help her and Cassidy find their way out, and then ducks into a side room as the servitor abruptly stops. She leans out, ears perked, watching. The servitor turns and moves to the tunnel wall, then climbs up the wall and along the ceiling, pausing at a flickering glow-panel. "Neat," she agrees. "And... yes. They don't seem to be built for fighting, just to work on things."<br> <br>Cassidy blinks a few times in surprise as the servitor starts to climb up the wall and ceiling. "... Huh. I've never seen them do that before..." She makes her way over to the spot where the servitor climbed up and pokes at the wall, as if testing to see if she can do it, too. When she can't, she frowns a little. "How strange!" She looks back up to the creation and rubs at the back of the head. "How do you figure it did that? I agree, though. They definitely seem a... Fix-y thing."<br> <br>Natska considers that for a moment, tail swishing. "Hmmm... earth magic, perhaps?" she asks. "It is Creator metal. The walls are Creator metal. Maybe it can make itself stick, like a real spider?" she asks. She watches the servitor as it 'sits' motionless next to the glow panel. "What do you think it is doing?"<br> <br>Cassidy peers intently at the servitor as she nods along at Natska's words. "Hmm... Maybe it's... Uhh. Resting?" She points at the blowing panel for a moment. "Sort of like plants that get energy from the light, maybe it gets energy from the glowing panel?" She hums thoughtfully before shaking her head. "I'm almost tempted to touch it, but not while the servitor is there. And maybe you're right, about the sticking, that is. Very curious..." After a moment, she tugs what looks to be a creator-steel knife from her pack and presses it against the wall to no avail. "Huh. Strange indeed."<br> <br>Natska giggles, grinning as she watches Cassidy experimenting. "I know... almost nothing about earth magic. Almost. But it isn't using air to lift itself." She thinks a moment, looking back up at the servitor. "Hmmmm. Maybe! It is not like they get sunlight down here. And I don't see a mouth on it for eating. Then again, I have not seen a golem eat, either... those just run off of the math of their controller, right?"<br> <br>Cassidy bobs her head. "Yes, I don't know much earth magic, either... But I know that, while I can float and fly with air magic I cannot actually -walk- on the ceiling. That'd require such an intense amount of continued upwards wind... No, it's definitely not that." She tucks the knife away again and shrugs. "And I believe so, yes! But if the servitors don't have controllers... Hmm. We'll have to ask the creators, maybe? I know they can't give us stuff, but maybe they can at least tell us if we let them know that we're already onto it? They don't have to go and explain it or anything... But it'd be nice to know."<br> <br>"Maybe!" Natska replies. "Right, they wouldn't have to go and explain how anything works... but I bet they could tell us if we're right, right?" Her tail swishes, and then she gives a little start as the servitor moves again. It heads down the opposite wall, then starts walking down the hallway again. "Are we still following it, love?" Natska asks, glancing up and down the hallway.<br> <br>Cassidy nods once. "Right! I mean... I want to know the secret of the servitors! And... Sure. Unless you wanted to go see something else...? I mean, maybe it'll even lead us to one of those unexplored rooms! I doubt many others have ever thought about following a servitor! And maybe if it goes in a tiny hole, I can follow it!"<br> <br>Natska quickly takes off down the hallway after the servitor, nodding her head. "I would worry if you chased it somewhere I couldn't follow, love," she tells Cassidy, walking briskly to keep pace with the servitor drone. "And I didn't know if you wanted to keep experimenting there." She glances up and looks at the lights along the tunnel - some working, some not, and thinks about how long some of them must have been running for.<br> <br>Cassidy giggles softly and nods. "Right! It would mostly be to see if I could find a way to get you in, as well! Don't worry, I won't go leaving you or nothing. I'd be worried about being separated from you as well." She gives a warm, if unseen, smile to Natska as she matches pace to keep up with the skittering drone. "But yes, I am very curious to see where this thing goes. Think of how much we could potentially learn!" |
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Cassidy raises her brow as she considers the thought before snickering. "Maybe! My, that'd be quite a thing, wouldn't it?" She continues watching the little servitor go about it's tasks, her tail twitching behind her. "What do you figure these things are -doing- anyway? Always messing with some kind of panels... I can understand maintaining the place, but maintaining the -insides- of the walls? There's no tech TO maintain, is there? Unless... Ever wonder if maybe they're sending messages to the other servitors, and those little wall panels are like the... Post offices?"
Natska giggles again, and starts to reply when the machine picks the panel up and, with a scrap and a clatter, presses it back into place; there is a buzz and some sparks, and then it turns. Natska pulls back, out of its way, and watches.
Cassidy bites her lip at the thought, looking back over towards where the servitor was looking before turning her attention to the device itself. "Maybe we should follow it? And see what it does? Because come to think if it, they're always doing something, but they've only ever been background stuff... I wonder what their -actual- routine is..."
Natska thinks for a moment, then gives Cassidy a nod, stepping past the fennec to retake the lead. As she does she brushes a hand against Cass' arm, then begins shadowing the scuttling repair bot.
Cassidy reaches up behind her to tug her hood back over her head as she scoots after Natska with a little nod. "I don't think it can hear us," she murmurs as she joins in the tailing of the little 'creature.' "I mean, I could be wrong, but it doesn't seem to have noticed us yet. Hopefully it won't!"
"Mmm. I think it would have to be able to take commands somehow, right?" Natska asks. "Still, if it has heard us, it doesn't seem to care." She pauses to draw an arrow on the floor, then hurries and catches up, moving quickly and quietly. "I have never tailed one before! I wonder where it is going, Cass. I am excited."
Cassidy rubs at the chin of her mask before nodding. "Good point! Hmm. Yes, as long as we keep our distance and don't touch anything, I figure we'll be fine. A lot of them don't seem to mind beings... Probably because we are creations of the creators, as well." She smiles at Natska, pausing briefly for her to finish with the chalk before resuming her stalking of the servitor through the metal halls, brushing her gloved fingers along the wall as she goes. "Such neat things..."
Natska chases after the spider-bot, following it deeper into the tunnels. She only pauses to make the occaisonal mark, to help her and Cassidy find their way out, and then ducks into a side room as the servitor abruptly stops. She leans out, ears perked, watching. The servitor turns and moves to the tunnel wall, then climbs up the wall and along the ceiling, pausing at a flickering glow-panel. "Neat," she agrees. "And... yes. They don't seem to be built for fighting, just to work on things."
Cassidy blinks a few times in surprise as the servitor starts to climb up the wall and ceiling. "... Huh. I've never seen them do that before..." She makes her way over to the spot where the servitor climbed up and pokes at the wall, as if testing to see if she can do it, too. When she can't, she frowns a little. "How strange!" She looks back up to the creation and rubs at the back of the head. "How do you figure it did that? I agree, though. They definitely seem a... Fix-y thing."
Natska considers that for a moment, tail swishing. "Hmmm... earth magic, perhaps?" she asks. "It is Creator metal. The walls are Creator metal. Maybe it can make itself stick, like a real spider?" she asks. She watches the servitor as it 'sits' motionless next to the glow panel. "What do you think it is doing?"
Cassidy peers intently at the servitor as she nods along at Natska's words. "Hmm... Maybe it's... Uhh. Resting?" She points at the blowing panel for a moment. "Sort of like plants that get energy from the light, maybe it gets energy from the glowing panel?" She hums thoughtfully before shaking her head. "I'm almost tempted to touch it, but not while the servitor is there. And maybe you're right, about the sticking, that is. Very curious..." After a moment, she tugs what looks to be a creator-steel knife from her pack and presses it against the wall to no avail. "Huh. Strange indeed."
Natska giggles, grinning as she watches Cassidy experimenting. "I know... almost nothing about earth magic. Almost. But it isn't using air to lift itself." She thinks a moment, looking back up at the servitor. "Hmmmm. Maybe! It is not like they get sunlight down here. And I don't see a mouth on it for eating. Then again, I have not seen a golem eat, either... those just run off of the math of their controller, right?"
Cassidy bobs her head. "Yes, I don't know much earth magic, either... But I know that, while I can float and fly with air magic I cannot actually -walk- on the ceiling. That'd require such an intense amount of continued upwards wind... No, it's definitely not that." She tucks the knife away again and shrugs. "And I believe so, yes! But if the servitors don't have controllers... Hmm. We'll have to ask the creators, maybe? I know they can't give us stuff, but maybe they can at least tell us if we let them know that we're already onto it? They don't have to go and explain it or anything... But it'd be nice to know."
"Maybe!" Natska replies. "Right, they wouldn't have to go and explain how anything works... but I bet they could tell us if we're right, right?" Her tail swishes, and then she gives a little start as the servitor moves again. It heads down the opposite wall, then starts walking down the hallway again. "Are we still following it, love?" Natska asks, glancing up and down the hallway.
Cassidy nods once. "Right! I mean... I want to know the secret of the servitors! And... Sure. Unless you wanted to go see something else...? I mean, maybe it'll even lead us to one of those unexplored rooms! I doubt many others have ever thought about following a servitor! And maybe if it goes in a tiny hole, I can follow it!"
Natska quickly takes off down the hallway after the servitor, nodding her head. "I would worry if you chased it somewhere I couldn't follow, love," she tells Cassidy, walking briskly to keep pace with the servitor drone. "And I didn't know if you wanted to keep experimenting there." She glances up and looks at the lights along the tunnel - some working, some not, and thinks about how long some of them must have been running for.
Cassidy giggles softly and nods. "Right! It would mostly be to see if I could find a way to get you in, as well! Don't worry, I won't go leaving you or nothing. I'd be worried about being separated from you as well." She gives a warm, if unseen, smile to Natska as she matches pace to keep up with the skittering drone. "But yes, I am very curious to see where this thing goes. Think of how much we could potentially learn!"
