[u][i]Dᴇsᴅᴇᴍᴏɴᴀ Cᴏʀᴄᴇʟʟᴀ[/i][/u]

In an instant, Desdemona had made contact with the nocturne, holding on to his unconscious body. She slightly stumbled back realizing he was heavier than she thought. While stabilizing her balance, a pleasant aroma passed her nose, “[i]Wow, this guy smells really good.[/i]”

Soon after, another presence approached the table. “A very good day to you” a well-mannered human greeted Desdemona, “[i]Where’d he come from?[/i]” she thought. He requested for the nocturne to be lowered and assisted in placing him on the ground. After checking, the human concluded that the nocturne had a pulse, but that was obvious to Desdemona. Being a necromancer she could tell when someone was dying or dead.

"Perhaps he'd like to awake in a less...congested environment. The medical wing, for example. I imagine Yayo Fiji would be overjoyed to be of assistance." the human suggested, altering the gravity around the nocturne lifting him up. “I agree with your logic, but as for me I have to go clean up and will be there as soon as possible. And Desdemona as for you, don't worry your little heart about me, there are more imperative issues. After all, I did cause this.” Nuna replies to the proposal.

Desdemona gave her a smile, the same smile she gives an enemy she’s about to kill. Watching the succubus leave the room, a squeak ringed in Desdemona's ears, "Yeah, let's get the demon in trouble if that's what you want to do. Almost everyone in the cafeteria noticed the commotion, and you think Yayo would be happy to fix something a student caused? We'd be lucky if we could even get away with this, snitch. At least Zephyr is here, so even if these students listening to me right now don't tell Yayo about this, we can heal Daichi, and everyone can forget about this. But don't think the succubus will, demon girl. You just initiated a life of hell with one of your roommates.". Turning in the direction of the pixie, she tried to keep herself from not slicing him up with her boot knife. Zensei proceeded to slightly lower the nocturne, mostly failing at overpowering the human's gravitational control.