Water splashed in a sizable tub as Maria was taking a relaxing foam bath. She was thinking about what she spoke with Fantine, and made bubbles.
She realized she went a bit overboard with showcasing her powers since she made quite a mess of herself, but she assured herself it was good for keeping discipline. Fantine has been a while in the household, but she hasn't really seen the extent of her magical powers until now. She lifted her leg, and sighed.

After she was done, Maria had her clothing fly out of the drawers and cupboards, and dressed herself in a fashion reminiscent of a transformation sequence, her dress and socks flying into place without a moment's reprieve. She went to the basement, and beyond the grotesque "Playroom" and jail cells was a sturdy door. Maria placed her hand on a scanner, typed in the password, and the door opened to reveal a storage room containing rows of crates. A black sun was marked on the sides of the crates.

[i]We've fallen back a bit on the quota, so that makes only 3 or so possible deliveries before I've run out. But it won't matter in the long run, of course. I have just enough to make my dreams reality.[/i]

With a flick of her fingers, many rows of crates started to float, led on by her finger as she rolled out of the basement and outside, where pick-up trucks were waiting along with their drivers and the guards, who saluted in sync once they spotted her coming. She placed the crates inside the vehicles, and had herself and her wheelchair moved into the green van at the front, which was accessorized and rich-looking.

"To Alexandra's tower," She commanded the driver.