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Maya [i]stared[/i] at the iron door, which she had to scramble away from to avoid ending up looking like a pancake, at her feet. She lifted her head to look at Worogoro, who looked just as confused as she did; and then the moment ended - both started scrambling about. Of course, Maya was trying to escape, and the ork was trying to keep her in. Before she could even reach the other end of the room, the iron door was back up, and Maya ran right into it with a loud [i]clank![/i]

Maya groaned, rubbing her head as she lifted herself from the floor, just in time for Worogoro's entrance:

[color=00a651]"Lissen 'ere, you want da meetz den youz gotta annoy da big boss. Also, no eatin' me squig eitha!"[/color] Maya looked at the squig, rather unappetisingly; even [i]she[/i] wouldn't touch that thing with a 10 foot pole. Unless of course, it was chewing on her leg, as it often would whenever Worogoro and Maya got into a scrap. 

"[color=9e0039]But [i]you're[/i] my big boss, Pickle,[/color]" she cooed, almost flirtatiously, as she approached the giant ork. And much like a spidermonkey, Maya pounced onto the giant figure and scampered about in order to avoid being pulled back off. Worogoro wasn't in any [i]real[/i] danger, because there was no way that Maya could actually tear into the little amount of face that he actually left exposed.

Instead, Maya was too busy looking for any trace of the steak that she'd spied earlier. Eventually, Maya stopped scampering around, instead decided to unleash her inner sloth and lock her arms and legs around Worogoro's large arm, her head by his armored hand. No matter how hard she was shaken, Maya didn't seem to care, in fact - she found it [i]fun.[/i]