[i]Meanwhile, in the courtyards of Orean Cause...
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The broom brushed its fine fibers against the grass, taking along with it leaves and other filth and sweeping them along into the dustpan as the lady swiveled it left and right. Her crimson hair billowed in the breeze, gliding in the calm air as the maiden swept and swept. She had a rather simple choice of clothing-- a black dress-suit with silken white sleeves, a rose-colored necktie to give it a neat touch, and plain old black shoes to finish it up. It seemed that this woman was, to put it in a simple way, rather modest even if she had "demon wings" on her head, but her perpetual, unsettling, disturbing expression of a smile without sanity-- add in a disconcerting dialogue towards her sickle, vanishes those impressions. And if one were to learn the fact that these head wings were ripped off from an imp and stabbed straight to her head, then it would be best for the unfortunate person that might encounter her to stay away.

This is Madame [color=9e005d] Samantha Marcel[/color], Orean Cause's school maid. Like Sarina Marcel, those who have mystic affiliations and had known her-- if they even dared to do so --might see her as a formidable fallen angel. A few know her as Samael, a legendary figure of death. But regardless of if anyone sees her as either Samantha or Samael, most would prefer to back away as soon as they either see her sharp, creepy grin or hear her conversations with nonliving objects.

[color=9e005d]"Look, mister sickle, so much humans! Young, ripe and juicy!"[/color] whisphered Samantha to her curved blade attached to a leather belt, as a few children passed by in the distance. [color=9e005d]"Not to mention, they're mortals! I wish Madame Sariel would just leave me alone already, but she's my superior! I must keep my loyalty firm, even if it means starving myself of the sweet, precious death of men!"[/color]

For now, she would keep on doing her duties as a school maid: sweeping the courtyards. Perhaps some unlucky students will come across her and dare interact...

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[color=8dc73f]"Oi."
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The seraph put a gaze on a certain [color=f6989d]girl[/color], who had just started to find someone to socialize. This pupil looked sheepish... sheepish enough to be in need of Sariel's intervention! Or so would it be?

[color=8dc73f]"If you're going to have a talk with someone else,"[/color] she advised, giving a little smirk. [color=8dc73f]"...you better get out of their vicinity if they look or sound too suspicious for you. Especially the school maid. Don't ever talk to the school maid. Don't. Never."[/color] 

Sariel paused, taking a quick sip of her homemade beer.

[color=8dc73f]"And good day to you! I'm Sarina Marcel, part of the faculty. You might see me in any classes regarding science."[/color]