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[b]"Do you have everything you need, Viola?"[/b] The large, dark hallways of the Fiore estate were cold in the midnight air. Not even the large fireplaces that usually warmed the ancient halls could keep all areas of the ancient Gothic estate warm entirely. Not that either of them minded. They both rather enjoyed cooler temperatures, after all. If anything, Livia couldn't handle heat well.

[color=bc8dbf]"Hm? Of course, mistress."[/color] The small girl giggled as she sat the teacup back on the saucer in front of her. The dining room was a large place, definitely built to house more than three people at dinner time. The place didn't seem to have electricity, or if it did it wasn't in use. The only source of light was from the fire place and a set of large chandeliers. [color=bc8dbf]"Same as last year, no? And don't worry. Finding a friendly little Sylph or Undine to play with shan't be difficult, hehe. Who knows...maybe I'll find a cute little devil willing to be my playmate."[/color] She leaned back in her chair, smirking idly to herself.

[b]"Ah?~"[/b] Livia hummed. [b]"I would hope so or you'd be a failure of a student."[/b] She chuckled to herself from across the table, bringing her own teacup to her lips. [b]"You played around too much last year, you know. You should already be much further along in your studies...though your carefree attitude is admirable."[/b]

[color=bc8dbf]"Oh my. Is the ever so great Mistress Fiore complimenting me? You should tell me how great I am more, hehe. Maybe give me a pat on the head~"[/color] Viola impishly giggled as she stood from the seat. The silverware and tea set on it, starting to float ever so lightly before seemingly carrying themselves off to the kitchen.

[b]"Giving credit where it's due is only right."[/b] She replied, taking a sip of the tea. [b]"Regardless, I expect you to be much further along by the end of the year."[/b] She sat the teacup down, giving Viola a cool gaze. [b]"Or we will have problems. Understand, dear?"[/b]

[color=bc8dbf]"Tsk, so little faith in me, Mistress."[/color]

[b]"Faith, is for short lived humans who lack the conviction to do things themselves."[/b] She took another sip of the tea. [b]"Transient I am not and Conviction is something I have in droves, lest you forget."[/b]

[color=bc8dbf]"So serious, as always."[/color] Viola giggled. [color=bc8dbf]"Ah, but don't worry, Mistress. I shan't disappoint you...I aim to please, after all."[/color] Livia simply smiled, passing the tea to a silver-haired servant.

[b]"Dismissed then, dear."[/b] She said, waving the small girl away. [b]"Cynthia, show Viola out. Being late would be rude to those insufferable mages."[/b] The servant bowed, before walking out of the dining room, her footsteps echoing off of the tiled dining room floor. As she left, Livia simply rest her elbows on the table, folding her hands together as she rest her chin on the back of her hands. [b]"I shall be in the labs when you return."[/b]

...how troublesome.

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Blue light flashed, the teleportation Glyph lighting up in a pleasing display of arcane energy as new students shuffled in. Viola was no different, though it was her second year here so she wasn't quite so caught up on how it worked. It was beyond her current understanding anyways - though in time she would put effort into figuring it out. Curiosity, or just a lust for knowledge in general was one of the major driving factors of her even attending this school when she could simply learn all she wanted too from the Fiore Estates libraries and dungeons.

Of course, she supposed if she didn't then she'd never be able to get rid of her teacher then, would she? If she only learned from her, then she would know everything she was capable of, fufu. Mistress Fiore was as paranoid as she was powerful.

All in due time.

Viola stepped off the glyph, her suitcases of luggage floating unsteadily behind her. To say she had a lot, was an understatement. It seemed she planned on decorating her dorm entirely to her liking, if the carpets and large number of suit cases she had with her was an indication. It was likely giving a few of the students who didn't know her a bit of a startle, especially if they got near them. No magic seemed to be holding them, and she didn't seem to be commanding them directly. Of course, those in tune with undead and the more spiritual natures of the world would realize quickly she had a small army of small, though mostly harmless spirits following her and doing most of the lifting.

She took note of a few people harassing the first years.

[color=bc8dbf]"Haaa, some people have no class."[/color] Viola mused, smirking silently. [color=bc8dbf]"At least wait until the people get properly settled."[/color] As the orientation began for the first years, Viola headed elsewhere - towards the dorms, luggage floating behind her.

[color=bc8dbf]"Ahh...another year another waste of time."[/color] She dearly wished to get there before her roommates did. Better to ask forgiveness than permission after all, heh!