Medaira let out a happy sound of some kind, weirdly distorted at the greeting from the Celestian, her eyes narrowing in a happy smiling expression as her lower face was hidden beneath a breather looking device that she rarely took off. Ohh she could take it off at will, she didn’t really need it, but it was useful for all manner of things! 

 She made a happy amused chirping almost sound as her head tilted at Stukov with innocent expression underneath the crimson mechanicus cowl.[color=8dc73f]”I WILL hold you to these words, Prank Victim 2~ I will reserve the best replacements as to complete your glorious potential to the Omnisiah~!”[/color] She added in a singing almost voice and then just to make it disturbing she added a childlike giggle. 

 Her head slowly turned around as a new voice entered the scene. Her eyes locked on the man… no a kid. Well in this world of theirs you either grew up sooner or died, but still compared to them he was so young~ A kiddo~ She made happy chirpy sounds at him with narrowed predatory eyes for a moment as endless possibilities raced through her brain for a moment before she switched to innocent expression once more.[color=8dc73f]” Nice to meet your mortal flesh, Prank Victim 3! May the Statistical probabilities ever be in your favor~”[/color] She added with a whistle in a really round about way of giving the kid her wishes of good luck upon him.

 With that said she followed their glorious leader into the vessel and sat down in her seat, strapping herself in with happy chirpy sounds, noting the marvelous ship! Yes this was a ship! And yes she liked it~! And the mechanicus conservatives knew nothing about how it should be for all she cared. She was a magos of her own right, there were people above her on the ladder, but for all intensive purposes she was part of the  progressive faction~ Also… she was withing the INQUISITION. Ahh, all the loopholes and roundabout ways she got to accomplish her duties now. It was great~ Near zero accountability ruled.

 Listening to the briefing she was nodding, making happy approval sounds and doing calculations in her head for a various honestly not important for the moment things such as how much feathers would be needed to cover a human who was soaked in tar or any kind of viscous liquid. She looked at Stukov again.[color=8dc73f]” Discreet~ is not the word to use for a Celestian,Psyker, Magos and an… accountant? I withdraw my point, his ordinarity would offset our quirky nature in the eyes of outsiders~”[/color] She whistled jokingly, making up a new word because why not if it got the meaning across!

 [color=8dc73f]“As for the planet, with two seeming cults present, chances are the others will pop up before long if they haven't in secret already.”[/color] Medaira stated her additional mechanical limbs moving around her in some weird attempt to prove her point by gesturing.[color=8dc73f]” And the Governor should be the first person we run a check on. I bet his wife is the leader of the Cult of Pleasure on this world~ I’ve always wanted to say ‘the wife did it!’, I’m sure this will by my chance.”[/color] She added, seemingly really convinced of her opinion on the matter and as joking as she was, she was in agreement with Stukov that their ‘contact’ should be the first person they ensure is not on the chaos shenanigans, otherwise the whole op would go to the Eye of Terror before they even start to do anything serious!