[center][color=orange][h3]Vivilyn Trainer[/h3]
[b]The Pumpkin Witch[/b]
[i]Location: City K, wandering
Interactions: Razor [@Polaris North][/i][/color][/center]

The compliments were becoming null and void during her worry that this butler was going to call her out. She merely nodded, twirling her blonde locks with some nervousness.

[color=orange]"Huh?"[/color] Vivilyn turned to look at Razor peculiarly, arching a thin eyebrow. [color=orange]"You mean Broomy? Well of course I do. How else would I get around?"[/color] She spoke indignantly, crossing her arms back over her ribs and leaning her hip to the side. Broomy itself had jumped in terror at being noticed, not liking to be recognized, unlike his master who thrived upon attention. The broom jolted and sped back to Vivilyn's side and just slightly behind her, appearing to be hunched behind the witch for safety. The crimson eyes turned to the broom, the witch cocking her head curiously. [color=orange]"You usually aren't this jumpy, what's with you?"[/color] 

The broom, shaking, got closer to her and stayed near her shoulder. Vivilyn, appearing to understand this silent speech, only seemed more confused. [color=orange]"Eh? What do you mean, how is he 'off'?"[/color] She seemed to not be paying any real attention to Razor now as her broom practically squeaked and zipped behind her.