Warya was following in the sky.
OOC: Gtg.
“I can believe that.” He shrugs, “On my home I don’t usually get much of a chance to look at the sky, I’m usually down in the forge building shells.”
Seeing her haliaetus does nothing, curious as to what she’s doing
Quarry and Four-wheel continue to place sensors between the massive statues.
The backdoor opened and shifter jumped down, landing behind them
The couple turns to see shifter.
“Where’d you come from?” Quarry asks.
She shrugged
“Can you speak?” Four-wheel asks.
Shifter shook her head
“Huh,” Quarry says. “Alright. Still, you can’t’ve just popped into existence behind us.”
She again shrugged, and pointed at the sensors, tilting her head
Windstripe chats,
“I find the night sky to be the best thing to calm one’s spark. It’s better than facing the dawn.”
Windstripe thinks a bit,
“I haven’t explored this place too often, wanna go around town?”
He ponders it a moment, before shrugging.
“Why not?”
I don’t know what it is about this one. He’s just so… open. And I could probably do with a change of pace anyway…
Windstripe enthusiastically walks around, admiring the sights. He mentions,
“I haven’t been here in a while, well… not since my last off-planet job. Bless the stars.”
He continues walking, looking at the scenery.
“Well there’s certainly a lot to see.”
“How often do you come here?”
Windstripe asks.
“I usually only come here for the celebration, I don’t have much time, otherwise…”
Windstripe nods,
“Makes sense. What’s your job? It seems to keep you rather busy.”
“I’m a shellmaker on Hecate, for cold construction. What’s yours?”
“Oh, those?” Quarry inquires. “That’s sensory equipment, please don’t touch.”