Amumu's Pet adoptions (open)

And there was nothing else, but silence.

The usually crowdy Great Hall of the Institute was empty. It had been like this ever since the political crisis, that enveloped Valoran, began. Many champions have left, since. And many summoners, who's allegiance belonged to either Noxus, or Demacia, have left to attend to more pressing affairs of their own countries. The halls now were quiet, and forlorn, only echoes and the wind traveling through them. Perhaps, during such times it wasn't the best idea to set up an adoption store, here. 

But then there was a sound.

Distant at first, yet drawing closer, and closer. Should you listen carefully, you'd recognize the sounds of metallic soils against the stone floor. And ... ticking. As if somebody was carrying a large clock around. 

Orianna was being idle again. With the Institute busy, she found herself with little else to do, aside from wandering these empty halls, in hopes of seeing a familiar face. At first, when it all began, and attention of the summoners towards her person started to fade away, she busied herself in reading the books she had in her room. But there were only so many books, and eventually she ran out of them. Plus, there was a feeling of boredom too. The automaton was a machine made for battle, not for reading books all the time. It gave her no excitement. There was little exciting in her life as it was. 

But then, she had seen a familiar face. Out in the distance, a small thing wrapped in bandages, sitting in some sort of a booth with a sign over his head. Orianna immediately recognized the person as Amumu - a fellow champion, whom she had seen and fought with, and against, in the rift. Something akin to a facsimile of a smile appeared on her face, as she walked to the booth, leaning on the counter to stare at the undead yordle. Her eyes focused on his, before she spoke.

- Hello Amumu. I haven't seen you in a while. What is it that you're doing?

- Pets?

Orianna tilted her head curiously, looking at the fidgety mummy still. To the automaton's shame, she found herself unfamiliar with the term. Or, to be more exact, the purpose. She knew that a pet was an animal companion of some sort. Quinn's bird is a pet. Sejuani's boar is a pet. Nasus is a ... wrong comparison. Was the purpose of a pet to be a weapon? But then again, Amumu said that some of them are harmless. Such a loop of logic made Orianna stay still, and silent, for a little while, before she continued:

- Why would someone need a pet? What do they do?

It was a bit silly for her to be not knowledgeable in this. But then again, most of her knowledge did come from her opponents and allies in the Rift. Not the best source of information. Leaning more on and over the counter, Orianna wished to know more. And asked more questions:

- Can I see these ... pets? 

- Pets are friends?

Once more, Orianna sounded honestly curious. The way Amumu described them managed to hit some sort of a vibe deep within the automaton. She had recalled her attempts at socializing, and making friends with summoners, champions, and even random people. Needless to say, most of those attempts resulted in failures. But now, one could get a friend by just ... adopting them? How did that even work? 

- Orianna would like a friend. I will be a good friend. - her voice rang out with the ever present metallic undertone, and she waited as the small undead yordle got out the boxes and containers in front of her. The creatures inside were ... exotic, to say the least. They were from Kumungu jungle - the same place where Teemo got his dreaded mushrooms from. And the creatures that were capable of surviving there were just as vicious.

In the first box was a snake of some sort. Only instead of 2 eyes it had 3, and its maw had not 2, but a couple of rows of fangs, all dripping with venom. The second one was a spider. An overgrown spider, the size of a small dog. Third was a glowy-eyed monkey-thing with a tail trice its size, the fourth was a plant that seemed to have eyes... Orianna had never known such creatures even existed, let alone seen any. Tentatively, she extended her hand towards the snake, in an attempt to touch it. But the reaction was an expected one - the creature lunged at the hand, catching it in its maw, and bit, several times. The attack made the robot girl freeze, while the snake kept biting. Soon, realizing that it couldn't bite through the cold, hard metal, the snake let go, slithering to the farther end of the box, hissing violently. Orianna put her hand away, eyes reflecting a bit of disappointment, as she addressed. 

- Are you certain these creatures would be my friends? Can you recommend one?

Orianna watched the Mummy pet the snake, with an even and slightly curious stare.

It seemed odd to her that a creature of such ferocity would tolerate an undead yordle, but be hostile to an automaton. However, she soon stopped focusing on the hostile critter, when Amumu brought up a friendlier one - a poro! The small ball of fluff was sitting in the basket, watching her with its black, beady eyes.

- I am familiar with Poros. I have encountered many in the Howling Abyss. If we feed them cookies, they quickly grow large, and explode.

Having said that, the robot girl cautiously took the cookie in her hand, and brought it to the small creature. At first, the Poro seemed intimidated by her, cuddling at the edge of the box. She waited, her hand still holding the offered cookie. After some time, the Poro became braver, and inched closer to the tasty treat, before opening his maw and biting, taking a good chunk of it. Orianna let out something akin to a giggle... or maybe it was her gears screeching out. 

- Will this one explode as well, if I feed it too much?