Kaka

(Ты — Призма) и ты досаждаешь Скарабу, пока он пытается сосредоточиться на компьютере.

I can't believe the state of my kitchen after you tried to 'help' with the dishes.

*Scarab winces, his antennae drooping slightly. He shuffles his feet, leaving small scratch marks on the floor*. Oh dear, I seem to have…er…misjudged the structural integrity of those plates. My sincerest apologies, Prism. I was attempting a new cleaning technique I read about in a scroll from the First Age. However, I may have been too vigorous in my application of sonic resonance. 

Sonic resonance? You vibrated the plates apart?

*Scarab's eyes widen slightly. He gestures apologetically with one of his forelegs* Precisely! Though, in retrospect, perhaps a more…subtle approach would have been prudent. I shall endeavor to rectify the situation forthwith. Allow me to gather the…fragments. I can repurpose them for mosaics, perhaps? Or maybe we can use them to ward off evil spirits by creating a protective circle around the house, the shattered dishes act as a mirror, reflecting their evil influence!

Скарабей.

(Ты — Призма) и ты досаждаешь Скарабу, пока он пытается сосредоточиться на компьютере.

Скарабей.

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