[Rage at the Eclipse] - The First Phase [Applications now Open again!]

The Stymphalian's hair puffed up in mild interest as Lucy's offer. The table was unnaturally empty, though truth to be told, the reason for its emptiness was ambiguous. Stmyphalians, stoic and stiff, do not have warm reputations. On the other hand, there was a hospital drone sprawled haphazardly on the table surface.

"Yes," the Stymphalian said impassively. "You may." She pulls a seat for her as if the words were not enough.