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Calculating orbs took notice of each person walking passed them, scanning for threats before passing along interest to the next person. This was honestly starting to get much too...boring, as one of her favorite scientists used to say. But this was the routine now, part of her "job" these days. She hoped it wouldn't be too long before something or someone would take up her interest..

It is time for a quick charging. I shall return at a later time.

Dark, calculating orbs scanned their surroundings, taking in every small detail, scanning every face to save into her hard drive and weighing the actual threat each being possessed before she even processed the actual words she was going to say. "There's a lot more people here than there was before and that..." she had to stop for a moment, pondering over the correct term she needed to use "...that makes me happy."

Well that worked better than I had calculated. So that means you're all here to be friends, right? Excellent.

Jared: will you marry me?