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[@TheHangedMan][@Spike][@EpicKDP]
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Viola merely watched as the overly bombastic girl went on some sort of...tirade? Oh wonderful, she was liking this more and more. The small girl sighed, turning her eyes over to Nick as he prepared some tea. She had been intending to speak with Meruin alone, honestly. Less people that got involved, the better. Less chances for something...unexpected to happen. Not that she minded happy little surprises here and there, but what she wanted involved a certain amount of...discretion.

[color=bc8dbf]"I think you may have misunderstood, my little Meruin."[/color] Viola replied to Meruin, turning to her briefly. [color=bc8dbf]"Your reputation is what I am looking for."[/color] But before she could say anything else, she had gone to get settled. In return, Viola walked back over to Nick who was busy making tea. Doubtful he'd have similar tastes in it as she. After all, she was used to the expensive and exotic ones...and some with a little magical origins.

Vampire Dust made for some fairly flavorful teas.

[color=bc8dbf]"...The only rude one here is the loud one expecting people to read her mind."[/color] Viola's mouth turned into a smirk as she replied to the loud girl. [color=bc8dbf]"Not that you likely have a mind to read in the first place. I really would advise you against messing with the fey. They'd walk all over you and eat you for breakfast, and no, that's not a metaphor."[/color]