[Peridot is watched unblinkingly from the moment the door crashes open to when she suddenly slams to a stop, the mobile pumpkin noted but not quite as interesting as what seems to be a still-intelligent corrupted gem. ... Perhaps only half-corrupted, she's still recognizable as a Peridot.
One who is friends with her Lapis.
Blue raises one hand, palm out, as if to try to forestall any further yelling, expression one of mild interest. This is the supervisor for technology? ... Well. If they had to get anyone, a peridot certainly suited the task. But the poor thing looked so wrong.]
Be at peace. I am not here to speak to her for the time being.
[Lazuli has her task, keep Steven alive for another year. What else was there to say?]
no subject
One who is friends with her Lapis.
Blue raises one hand, palm out, as if to try to forestall any further yelling, expression one of mild interest. This is the supervisor for technology? ... Well. If they had to get anyone, a peridot certainly suited the task. But the poor thing looked so wrong.]
Be at peace. I am not here to speak to her for the time being.
[Lazuli has her task, keep Steven alive for another year. What else was there to say?]
I wished to speak to you, Supervisor.