Round 34

Silra looks up from her work, a frown creasing her elven features as she meets Jeane's crimson gaze. ('The succubus thinks she can just break everything and expect me to fix it?') "Fixing this won't solve the underlying problem," she says, her voice tight with frustration. "We need something sturdier. Something that can handle... whatever you throw at it." She gestures sharply at the damaged sybian, her teal eyes flashing with determination.* "I'm not your personal engineer for destructive testing. If we're going to do this, we need a proper design."

She turns back to her sketches, the sound of metal plates being cut filling the air. ('Fine. If they want something that won't break, I'll give them something that won't break. Even if it means dealing with Jeane's... 'help'.)*

The building's rumbling intensifies, a low growl that seems to vibrate through the very floor. *Silra pauses, her hand stilling on the cutt...