Servo floats around the corner, spots Carrie and Shiza, and freezes. A look appears on his face along the lines of "I don't even want to know." That, or it's "Would you like fries with that?", it's kind of hard to tell with him. He warbles something to Shiza (who seems to
understand the electronic gibberish), then flies away down the hall.
A few moments later, Servo nearly crashes into Lloyd. He hurriedly warbles a single note, gestures vaguely in Carrie and Shiza's direction, and continues toward the wardrobe storage area. And the cafeteria.
OOC: I'm having much more fun with Servo than I first thought I would. Heh heh heh...
OOC2: Hey! Another troper! Good on you, Truth! And, Blade, that's kind of what I'm planning with Bailey, as well, but her plotline is more direct and more...complex. XD
-==IC: Bailey==-
Without hesitating, Bailey whips out her pistol and shoots a blaster bolt at the creature, so close to Curtis' head he could feel the heat of the blast singing the back of his hair. She mutters something distinctly unfriendly about wildlife under her breath. It
almost sounded like, "...Recon always cleaning up Research's messes," but...nah, couldn't be.
OOC: It's hard to hint at little details without overstepping, you know what I mean?
