A Rp originally by Lewi. --------- Circa, The Messenger Circa turned to follow the deep voice coming from the middle of the machines, frowning at the noise é chaotic ambient. She made the leather hover a little higher, so that nothing would come to happen to it. After a few turns around the maze that the place was, Circa finally found the daemon. And before she could say anything, he beat it at her, giving the Hybrid instructions. "Sure." The girl murmured with a roll of her eyes, bringing the leather lower and dipping it in the barrel of water, soon setting it on the table next to it. She turned towards Leone once again, watching him work on whatever he was working on. "I have no idea how you're able to work in a place like this." She said loudly, frowning at the clanging of the metal. Indeed, she had no idea. Circa would have gone crazy on the first day. But then, she wasn't really a creature too fond of chaos, it gave her headaches.