<div class="floatleft">(https://68.media.tumblr.com/1614909bfc5217e10610f27c691e0f30/tumblr_oj0pkzJOHp1utyn51o3_540.jpg)</div>Rix kept her weapons at the ready, in case the thing got up again. It didn't, and she chittered appreciatively. "Good shot." Her ears folded back and she approached the fallen robot, giving it a more comprehensive examination than it had allowed previously. "Wonder if its makers look like this," She lifts one of the construct's limbs, letting it fall back with a clunk.<br/><br/>When Val bursts in the door and screams, Rix is well... startled. She hisses and jumps, taking refuge behind the "dead" construct. When no carnage is forthcoming, her nose leads the way back into view, whiskers trembling. "Be more careful." There's a weird clicking sound as she grinds her teeth togehter in mild annoyance. "Thought you were another of these." She rapped the butt of her sword against the chassis of hte thing, then stood fully, sheathing the weapons.<br/><br/>Rix's ears swiveled forward, their edges turning a shade darker pink from embarrassment at being called cute. "Well. Rix did just wash," she admits, glancing down at her pawlike hands. Her fingers wriggle. "Of course. Lots of training, Rix gets the best results, whatever she pokes and fondles. Nobody complains." Her cheeks bunch up in a rodenty grin. "Yes yes. We're here to help find Khonnir, but maybe you don't mind looting a<em>little</em>beer...?"