#OOC; Rizzit is addicted to pets now

[warpstonesorceress]

Rizzit nearly tripped on his own tail from that shove. He didn't dare argue wirh Ikit's choice in demoting him. All the rat did was merely nod in agreement whole keeping his muzzle down, squirting his musk of fear like a good clan rat.

Yvonne will never understand the strange an peculiar culture of squirting gross juices out of your body. She hoped Ikit didn't expect her to do the same thing. Human don't squirt when their superiors are around. The beggar girl pinched her nose to block out the horrendous smell. Everything down here smells like dirt, metal, and filth. " Ugh! Do you skaven have to do that EVERYTIME Ikit is around? So gross! " she complained.

Rizzit couldn't believe his ears, why is she opening her big fat mouth and saying ridiculous nonsense around Ikit Claw? Does she want to get zapped!? And why is Ikit allowing this? ... Ofcourse. She's now Clan Skryre's precious resource. " Rrrrgh! Come Warpstone Man-Thing. No more playing with warp-tech yes yes? Follow me, I'll show you to your room-nest. "

" Wait ... You guys already have a room for me?" Yvonne questioned.

" Yes yes Warpstone Man-thing. We've been waiting for you. "

Yvonne followed Rizzit bellow the factory, they headed towards a rickety door that looked like it was plucked from its hinges at a tavern and taken straight to skavenblight. Rizzit opened the door for her, hoping that she would like the arrangements. " Welcome to your new home-nest, Warpstone man-thing. The slaves made-craft a nest for you out of straw and fabrics they stole from filthy elf-thing nobles. Your food stash is behind that rock. And we stole book-books for you to keep you happy-entertained. "

" Thank you all so much for your hard work. I really appreciate it ..." Yvonne lifts her hand up at Rizzit.

The skaven recoiled in fear. He knew he did something wrong. He knew it. Now he's going to be punished for it. But instead, he was met with gentle pets on top of his fuzzy head. His heart rate wasn't through the roof anymore and he felt relaxed.

Then he remembered Ikit's present and pulled himself away. Unaware of the warpstone dust left behind on his fur. " Oh mercy Great Cheif Warlock! Rizzit didn't mean for warpstone man-thing to touch me-me! "

" Wait, what!? Ikit, you're not going to hit him all because I petted him are you? If you're jealous I can give you pets too? Please, please, please don't hit anyone. " Yvonne begged.

She didn't catch any of that. Yvonne is too busy admiring the technical majesty of Clan Skryre's hellish factory. The conveyer belts definetly caught her eye, so much so she left Ikit's side to go check it out. The way it moved bits and pieces so quickly around this hell hole amazed her to no end.

" Oooooo. Spectacular. I wonder ... can it take people too? "

Yvonne pushes some scrapped junk out of the way and took its place. Now riding the conveyer belts to God's know where.

Only for a clan rat to come and ruin her fun. He pulled the level down to stop the conveyer belts production and scampered towards the man thing.

" Warpstone man-thing! Get off-off right now-now! Great Chief Warlock will have our hides if he witness-sees this! " he panicked, grabbing her arm and pulling her off. Was it the right move to lay his hands on her? Probably not. Thankfully Ikit wasn't here to see this. " Go back to Great Cheif Warlock Warpstone man-thing! And don't touch-grab anything yes-yes? "

" Tch, awww. Why'd you have to go ruin my fun? I wanted to see where it goes. " she pulls her arm away from his gripping paws, her attention focusing on a large barrel full of glowing green balls. " Oooo! Pretty! Are these crystal balls or something? Can I have one? "

" NO-NO! Don't touch-grab! It's highly explosive! " he gets in front of the barrel to block her off. " For Horned Rats sake, please scurry-run back to Master Ikit! "

" Hmmm .... " She scooped up one of the globes. " YOINK! " she teased.

" HUH!? NO-NO! Put it back-back! " The clan rat tried grabbing for it. Only for Yvonne to side-step him.

" Nah. I think I'll keep as a souvenir. "