Post by Deleted on Jun 5, 2018 20:07:03 GMT -8
Canting its head to the side when asked what Zaryna did, Pee asks, Ah, which time do you mean, Master Jade? Addressing Ael's second question, as much to avoid going into the potentially exhaustive list of Zaryna's recent exploits should Jade wish a full accounting, C3-P9 is quick to assure her, Oh, no, no injuries. Well, nothing serious that is. Well, except for poor Aksa'den Prone's arm, but that was really more due to his natural gift for finding ways to injure himself than anything else.
Approximating a humble humanoid bow when thanked for doing what it can to intercede on Zaryna's behalf when circumstances require that it do so instead of Master Roma, who has taken it upon herself to, when Zaryna's spirited and nigh unquenchable thirst for adventure cannot be directed towards more fruitful pursuits than the girl seems wont to pursue when not directed results in mischief of one variety or another, ensure that no proverbial feathers are ruffled, or at least not ruffled for very long, Pee says, You need not thank me, Master. It is, after all, of course my pleasure to serve.
Stepping aside nimbly enough despite its stiff-legged gait when none other than Zaryna herself, with Selaya at her side, bolts past him with a peal of laughter, Pee lifts an arm and says, Oh my, there she goes now, and is then nearly knocked over by a pair of soaking wet young padawans that are at the head of a small group of equally drenched initiates, learners and padawans chasing after Zaryna and Selaya.
Approximating a humble humanoid bow when thanked for doing what it can to intercede on Zaryna's behalf when circumstances require that it do so instead of Master Roma, who has taken it upon herself to, when Zaryna's spirited and nigh unquenchable thirst for adventure cannot be directed towards more fruitful pursuits than the girl seems wont to pursue when not directed results in mischief of one variety or another, ensure that no proverbial feathers are ruffled, or at least not ruffled for very long, Pee says, You need not thank me, Master. It is, after all, of course my pleasure to serve.
Stepping aside nimbly enough despite its stiff-legged gait when none other than Zaryna herself, with Selaya at her side, bolts past him with a peal of laughter, Pee lifts an arm and says, Oh my, there she goes now, and is then nearly knocked over by a pair of soaking wet young padawans that are at the head of a small group of equally drenched initiates, learners and padawans chasing after Zaryna and Selaya.