Moira Skaldi
Paperclip Maximiser
@[member="Cora Passek"]
Moira had become aware of her presence and turned those lifeless blue eyes to face Cora before she uttered a word. These intense eyes, to which could attribute a piercing quality, focused on her, as if dissecting a favoured specimen, a piece of study. Or perhaps a work of art; one could never really tell when it came to the Terminatrix. The black eye was noted and was it seemed any other damage Cora might have suffered. It would be an impediment if Moira had to sedate her again. Silly organics just could not act in a logical manner and so as they were told.
Her features remained placcid but the stoic, cold expression softened just a bit, not noticeable for someone who did not know Moira well. Very few could claim that and she preferred it that way. She understood what distraction meant - another hunter. This was an annoyance that required extermination. Once again Moira found herself pondering whether she should adjust her plans and process Cora now. It would be for her own good after all.
She would run the calculations later. "I imagine it has been removed. A pleasure to have you here, Cora," she spoke, with just a flicker of actual inflection in her voice. "We are hashing out the mechanics of assuming direct control over the target. Calling it the Dooku-class was a terribly poor choice in name. Unsurprising given its owners," she commented randomly, something she did sometimes.
Moira had become aware of her presence and turned those lifeless blue eyes to face Cora before she uttered a word. These intense eyes, to which could attribute a piercing quality, focused on her, as if dissecting a favoured specimen, a piece of study. Or perhaps a work of art; one could never really tell when it came to the Terminatrix. The black eye was noted and was it seemed any other damage Cora might have suffered. It would be an impediment if Moira had to sedate her again. Silly organics just could not act in a logical manner and so as they were told.
Her features remained placcid but the stoic, cold expression softened just a bit, not noticeable for someone who did not know Moira well. Very few could claim that and she preferred it that way. She understood what distraction meant - another hunter. This was an annoyance that required extermination. Once again Moira found herself pondering whether she should adjust her plans and process Cora now. It would be for her own good after all.
She would run the calculations later. "I imagine it has been removed. A pleasure to have you here, Cora," she spoke, with just a flicker of actual inflection in her voice. "We are hashing out the mechanics of assuming direct control over the target. Calling it the Dooku-class was a terribly poor choice in name. Unsurprising given its owners," she commented randomly, something she did sometimes.