Violetta jumped down onto the ceiling, and glared at the other girl while the bi- the [i]Hellhound[/i] launched into her prepared shtick about what she was sent to do. She listened with half an ear, not even deigning to give the girl her full attention. The edges of the rooms were covered with work posters, half obscured with the darkness. The only real light in the room had been the hole in the window she'd freed up, filling the room with a single beam which little clouds of dust danced and made little words in the clouds. She tried to read one, but it vanished and changed as soon as she made sense of it. Witch logic. A little pop brought her attention back to the girl blending in to the darkness. She stifled a grin, trying to stop the joke about not being able to see her in the dark, and tried to keep a straight face while she briefed her.

"Well, fine. Just so long as you don't try to stab me in the back. Oh, and just so you know, there's a magical girl in the labyrinth the boss wants dead. Try to take her down, silent-like, if you can. Blonde, purple dress. Should stick out like a sore thumb around these parts."