There's a low growl to his voice. His feathering starts to blur to grey, darkening, as the sound echoes in the tones and vibrations of his words. He doesn't like this. Something here grates on his plating.
The security officer gets a once-over. Before he turns his attention to the rest of the room, tracking, searching. He doesn't see anything immediately threatening. Not an immediate problem. Maybe that's what puts him on edge.
"Sure. I'll see if they know how long that's been out there..." And he flows, then. From himself to a much more inconspicuous form. Sauntering casually over to the desk to strike up a conversation.
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There's a low growl to his voice. His feathering starts to blur to grey, darkening, as the sound echoes in the tones and vibrations of his words. He doesn't like this. Something here grates on his plating.
The security officer gets a once-over. Before he turns his attention to the rest of the room, tracking, searching. He doesn't see anything immediately threatening. Not an immediate problem. Maybe that's what puts him on edge.
"Sure. I'll see if they know how long that's been out there..." And he flows, then. From himself to a much more inconspicuous form. Sauntering casually over to the desk to strike up a conversation.