[The Exarch was hardly going to miss the screaming as he made his way to his own apartment. His ears perk up, swivelling to find the source, and he hesitates for only a moment before he makes for the noise because someone is in trouble. The door swings open as he pushes it, and he surveys the scene before him, determining quickly that a machine is misbehaving.
It's not even a threatening machine!]
What in the world is going on in here? Do you need help?
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It's not even a threatening machine!]
What in the world is going on in here? Do you need help?