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It's a skull, that floats, got some mechanical gubbins too. Like a bionic eye, and some antennae.
Seemingly out of nowhere, a small floating Skull suddenly started to dart about Gambits and its patrons. With a bionic red right eye and a left eye stuffed full of mechanical gubbins, it was an odd sight indeed, almost macabre, but a bit silly at the same time.
The skull spent the next several minutes just... Floating in circles, for no apparent reason, before it suddenly zipped forward only to stop suddenly directly behind Odgerel's head. For several moments it just kind of hid there, before slowly rising up from behind her head to stare at Ori, it's whirring noises coming from it's mechanical eye as it zoomed in on the other woman.
The skulls locks its whirring eye on Odgerel for a moment, just kinda staring at her. Until suddenly, popping out from... Inside its head we suppose, comes a roll of parchment and two mechanical pens. In a flurry of activity the skull uses its two pen appendages to start writing on the roll of parchment.
When it stops scribbling, the ornately written words, 'I do not know' is all that can be read.
If it was possible, the poor skull would look rather confused. But then again it was just a skull, or so we think... In any case, the thing retracted it's roll of parchment and pen appendages before doing a little head bob thing before zipping off again, only to return to its former task of buzzing around the bar in aimless circles.
The skull suddenly stops its aimless circling only to suddenly go all kamikaze on Cryoface. Only mere inches from the creatures face. It pops out its roll of parchment and pen appendages and starts to scribble away. The incredibly ornate writing on the parchment reads, 'I have a weapon, I shall now release it into your care'
And with that, the skull would release its deadly payload. A grenade, also somehow concealed inside its... Head.
The floating skulls retracts its pens and parchment before zipping up towards the bar ceiling again, and resuming its aforementioned aimless circling.
The floating skull stopped suddenly, as it seemed to have a habit of doing, and suddenly divebombed on this Ralisaana/Zaana person, in particular her sword. As he sped towards the weapon, two small pincer like appendages would pop out and as he reached the sword he'd latch onto it and try his very best to carry it away.
The skull was infact still clinging to the weapon as it was whipped about, and he was sent hurdling into a nearby wall with a resounding crack. The poor thing wobbled in the air for a moment before it slowly drifted to the ground, its red mechanical eye flickering as it did so.
Spent the next few minutes sitting on the floor, trying to get itself sorted out after being tossed into a wall. But servo-skulls were nothing if not resilient, and he quickly recovered before suddenly bringing out his roll of parchment and pens before scribbling furiously, all the while slowly floating towards Ralisaana.
When the skull reached the woman it'd slice off the parchment and literally, hit her in the face with it as he zipped by her. The parchment reads, in very elaborate, very gothic lettering, 'You are a twit'
Happy with his revenge, the skull retracted its pens and parchment and was about to resume its task of aimlessly floating about the bar when it suddenly caught sight of Topaz, or rather, her large stack of books and papers and assorted things.
With all due haste, the little skull zoomed over to the girl, its two claw like appendages popping out so that when he reached the girls books, papers, and supplies, he could start to... Steal them. More or less. In a flurry of activity, the skull tried its very best to pick up and haul off one of her note books.
Having successfully absconded with one of Topaz's pens (her notepad was too heavy for the poor thing) the servo-skull happily hid it away inside its head before zipping off again, this time over to the bar counter. When it got there it simple hovered there, its mechanical eye whirring as it glanced about the bar and its patrons.
The servo-skull felt oddly out of place at this moment in time, which is odd, as he is a skull. In any case, his diligent scanning of the bar would appear to indicate that he had somehow found his way into some sort of supernatural soap opera. Complete with love circles, awkward conversations... And robots.
After several minutes of hovering over the bar counter and contemplating an action plan, the little skull suddenly flew forward in a white and red blur. Its target? Liesha. The servo-skulls reason for darting towards this person? Random chance.
Either way, after zipping around the girl once, the skull would come to a stop hovering directly over her head.
The servo-skulls mechanical eye whirred as it focused on the girl, and then its roll of parchment and two pen appendages would pop out from... Somewhere, and it'd start scribbling away in incredibly ornate lettering. After a moment, the message on the parchment would read. 'No, you may not help me'
More eye whirring, more scribbling, 'I do not mind. But I will follow.'
The servo-skull took up position again directly above Liesha's head. Where it retracted its pen and parchment and proceeded too... Mimic the girls head movements in every way, looking where she looked, tilting her head in the way did, he'd mimic her facial expression too, but he had no face.
The servo-skull popped out its parchment and pens again and started scribbling furiously in that ornate lettering again. Only to slice off a piece with a claw like appendage and shove it down in front of Liesha's face. It reads, 'You are being watched.' Servo-skulls are nothing if not helpful.
The servo-skull went about scribbling some more, but it noticed that this Rhett person was approaching and it retracted its parchment and pens and went back to simply mimicking Liesha's head movements.
The servo-skull fixed its whirring eyepiece on Rhett, and it tried its very best to look as pensive as Liesha. But it kind of failed due to not having a face. Either way, it popped out its pen and parchment mechanical gubbins again, and wrote out something that only Rhett could see. 'I do not think she likes you.'
After a moment of pause, and a bit more mechanical eye whirring and frantic scribbling, a new message appeared for Rhett. 'You should try flowers.' Servo-skulls, always helpful.