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[center]And a special guest star appearance from [b][color=7ea7d8]Vivi Celestia[/color][/b][/center]
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[color=a0410d]"Fair points, both of them."[/color] The turtle spirit made some fair points. The world was just as dangerous as her line of work, if not more so since her work mostly focused on small sample sizes at a time. It would be foolish to suggest that she would be safer by herself rather than in the young Celestia's care.
And it was a mixture of relief and irritation, directed at herself rather than the spirit, that it was just the prospective of the spirit that prompted such words rather than any pre-existing conditions. It should've been obvious, seeing as spirits were from a human prospective immortal beings that never aged. Perhaps because their lifespans were just that much longer than a mortal like herself.

[color=a0410d]"Well, that is good to hear. Magic is much easier with a healthy mind and body."[/color] Vesta commented as she drained the last of her tea.
As the turtle bade farewell for the time being to Elanil, Vesta poured herself a fresh cup from the kettle that Ronni had left in the room. Bringing the steamy liquid to her lips, she blew softly before ingesting some of the brown liquid. As promptly as she began drinking it however, she just as quickly spat it out and began coughing and fluttering as she choked on the tea.

[color=a0410d]"M-mommy?"[/color] Vesta repeated, wiping away some liquid from her mouth with a napkin. She looked to Maria for some sort of confirmation that she had actually heard those words. Was the girl, Elanil, jesting?
Or was she truly viewing her as her mother simply because she had agreed to look after her? She couldn't help but think how her father would react to that.
Not well, and that's an understatement.
Clearing her throat, Vesta made sure she got the rooms attention as she put the uncharacteristic reaction behind her.
[color=a0410d]"J-just call me Vesta dear Elanil."[/color] Vesta said with a brief smile, before turning to Maria [color=a0410d]"I assume you don't have an issue with this situation Mari? I know the knights have had their hands full and it would be a waste of potential otherwise."[/color]
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Narrowing her eyes as her attacked hit nothing but air, Vivi felt Noi's presence behind of her and went to turn round to face her. Instead she was almost knocked off balance because of Noi's tap using her own buttocks.
But the younger Celestia caught herself before her face made friends with the ground and whipped round in anticipation of a follow up attack.
Which never came.

Instead Noi stood there, holding what seemed to be a doodle of toddler level talent. It was so crudely drawn, Vivi had to squint at it and she could barely even make out the fact that it was indeed a person drawn onto that parchment. Who on earth was this person?
From Noi's words however, it didn't take much to work out who this woman was meant to be a 'drawing' of.
Vesta.
[color=7ea7d8]"My sister doesn't have the time to deal with pests like yourself. Her time isn't as infinite as people seem to believe,
 so I'm afraid you're stuck with me."[/color] Vivi explained coolly, taking a stance as she spoke.
This cat-demi seemed to be quite agile, she hadn't even noticed her move. But she wasn't going to lose in a battle of speed.
Shaking her head in disbelief as the cat-demi took several takes of herself and the post, she couldn't contain the heavy sigh she let out. This girl really wasn't bright in the slightest. Then again, the fact she was trying to pick a fight with the Celestia's already showed she had a few screws loose.

[color=7ea7d8]"As I said, you're not worth the same air that my sister breaths. Let alone an ounce of her time, she is far too busy to 'play' with some complete stranger. I myself will suffice."[/color] Vivi didn't even bother to hide the contempt in her tone, looking down on the shorter woman as the wind began to pick up around her once more.
[color=7ea7d8]"Fura!"[/color] Striking her palm out towards Noi, the wind shot out towards Noi with no small amount of power or intensity.
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[color=fff200]"Sure has picked a rather...obvious place to hide out."[/color] The young woman, who dressed in her sharp, clean militaristic outfit was a stark contrast to the dirt smeared, torn clothes those who lived in the slums wore round her. Suffice to say, stood out like a sore thumb and they gave her a wide berth as she continued to mumble a few things to herself under her breath.
It was difficult to pick up, but somebody might discern a few words here and there but not enough to understand what exactly she might be saying.
She had been following some whispers of a slavery ring before finally landing herself in the slums, where upon hearing of something even more interesting. Some of the locals seemed to be obsessed with a rumor of a 'demon girl' living in the slums.
Or rather, a girl with the tail of a demon. She hadn't put much stock into this nonsense at first, but the more she learned the more she lessened her disbelief.

Now she had split from her other companions to follow up on this lead, trusting them as they were more than capable by themselves. She couldn't just let this 'Demon of the Slums' run around unchecked without first checking to see if it was a threat.
She had a suspicion it was simply a demi with a strange tail, but she wouldn't find out till she saw it first hand.
Which lead her to where she was now, knelt down on the ground. With one gloved hand patting the ground, she stared intently as if studying some non-existent tracks.
Or rather, simply difficult to see for the naked eye or for those who lacked the same talents she had.
[color=fff200]"This sensation...there's no doubt. That makes four."[/color] Dusting herself off as she stood up straight, the woman studied the crumbling building before her. She had managed to track this 'Demon' to this abandoned looking old house near the outskirts of the city.
At first glance, one wouldn't even dream to believe someone would live or hide out here. But then again, that's what made it such a prime location. Between the information she had gathered and using her own talents to track the 'Demon', she had narrowed it's hiding spots to one of a handful of buildings.
This was the fourth one she was searching. And no doubt, with this familiar sensation this had to be the place.

[color=fff200]"Let's see if we can't smoke the little rat out."[/color] At her words, she clicked her fingers and a section of the room caught ablaze almost immediately afterwards. Once she had smoked the Demon out, who unbeknownest to her was a girl named Emily, she would proceed to manipulate the flames to direct the poor girl towards her.
She didn't wish to harm the girl, mostly scare her out of the building where she would be able to talk to her.