[color=a06dd6][h2][center]Violet Saint-Valeri[/center][/h2][/color]
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[color=a06dd6]“On the contrary. I never look any other way.”[/color] Violet's pearly white teeth flashed as she smiled when greeted. 

[color=a06dd6]“Please, call me Violet – and if we are speaking in earnest, I would venture so far as to say that the impending skirmish looks stormy at best. The commander is a fool.”[/color] The core of the apple twirled between her thumb and index finger as her once friendly tone turned stern.

She wasn't quite ready to die just yet so the fact remained, they were all being lead like cattle to the slaughter. Rounding up such a diverse group of individuals with absolutely no ties to one another and throwing them into battle straight away seemed asinine. In fact, the situation caused Violet's blood to heat out of frustration but she only had herself to blame. Just because one volunteers doesn't necessarily mean they retain any abilty of control over any of its happenings.

[color=a06dd6]“What can I [i]truly[/i] assist you with good Sir? You did not really seek out my company for battle strategies, I assume.”[/color] She turned in his direction, slightly cocking her head to the side in curiosity. 

If Violet was anything, subtle was certainly not one of them. Beating around the bush or sugar coating words had never gotten her anywhere quite as fast as simply being straightforward. Not every one appreciates someone so curt but in all honesty, after leaving the order, she never cared about appeasing anyone since. Somehow, this man seemed like he would not be offended by an outspoken woman but she had been wrong about people before. Time would tell.