The principality receives a glower for its disrespectful tone.
"I am aware." She has not encountered anyone with an affinity for elevators. Of course she would not assume the principality would place her here.
In her old days her true form would not fit within this building, let alone the door. Here, the space is compact and clustered with useless prisms of unknown purpose. It is something like the apartment belonging to the vampire Spike in her old universe, though differently shaped.
It is a tiny kingdom. But it is hers. She enters and evaluates the space in firm sweep.
"There are many unnecessities," Illyria notes with faint distaste. It is unremarkable compared to one such as she. But she adopts a grave tone, the same she used as she laid claim to her shell, and bows its head. "This will do."
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"I am aware." She has not encountered anyone with an affinity for elevators. Of course she would not assume the principality would place her here.
In her old days her true form would not fit within this building, let alone the door. Here, the space is compact and clustered with useless prisms of unknown purpose. It is something like the apartment belonging to the vampire Spike in her old universe, though differently shaped.
It is a tiny kingdom. But it is hers. She enters and evaluates the space in firm sweep.
"There are many unnecessities," Illyria notes with faint distaste. It is unremarkable compared to one such as she. But she adopts a grave tone, the same she used as she laid claim to her shell, and bows its head. "This will do."