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[circumspector]

[ someone's up and awake again. Not so tired sounding, though. This time, she's remembered to go and eat before she reaches out to the rest of the hive. ]

( Is anyone in the Bearings that can give me an update on what I've... missed? As much detail as possible.

If it were safer, I might suggest we start keeping more accessible records for these... interludes. )

[ She's not fond of this not knowing everything all the time ever. Which on the note of: she sighs, little echoing tumbling thought that is edged with frustration. ]

( And... does anyone what kind of tricks lions should do? Are they meant to be predators? Are they meant to be tamed?

.... Actually, does anyone know what a lion is? I'm starting to realise I don't know very much about animals if they aren't trying to eat you. Which isn't particularly useful, right now. )

[ ... and for anyone looking for Angel, she will be with a strew of mechanical parts around her that is half in her room, half in the corridor for her shiny new, tackely bright gold performing robotic lion. ]

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[erbier]

[ A small flush, she hadn't meant it quite like that, but-- well. She wouldn't have said it that way if there wasn't a little piece that rung true. ]

Yes, please, I was enjoying watching you.

[circumspector]

[ There is something to that - to being watched. She finds it so strange, so novel, and most of the time it makes her recoil from other people. The intimacy of being watched.

But Ilde... well, she was different. ]

Well, in that case... [ feels the colour in her cheek, the way her head ducks and her neck curves with the gesture. Jack never stayed to watch her, Jack never wanted to know what she was capable of, outside of what made him more powerful. That was always a snap of - Angel, Daddy's working! Don't waste my time! ]