Quick mini-collab with Enkryption
[hider=Génépi and Geniality, morning meeting]
Every morning at Chaldea was generally the same standard set of affairs for Masters, especially if you were on the reserve team. Wake up, physical training, relaxation period, a little more training, usually encouraged reading, and then sleep with meals between. And for one Master in particular, the day was started with a half-filled glass of locally produced génépi aged within the confines of her Mystic Code. Elise Barbette would smile in satisfaction as she swirled the cousin of absinthe around in her glass, saying: [color=fdc68a][b]“Man, the locals know what they’re doing…of course, buying it unaged just means I’m saving money if it really is quality stuff.”[/b][/color] Walking with pride down the halls, she’d get her morning meal and wash it down with the now-several-century old drink, satisfied with a bit of ‘me’ time before the actual physical training part of her day.

As she did, she'd nearly bump into Scarlett from a combination of her own burgeoning inebriation and the substitute teacher's toting of a large stack of dusty books and tomes. “[color=add8e6]Oh, my![/color]” was about all the response she'd get.

[color=fdc68a][b]”Oh, sorry!”[/b][/color] Elise would say, deftly catching a dusty book that had fallen from the stack, placing it back on top. [color=fdc68a][b]“...That’s…a lotta books. You sure you can carry all that?”[/b][/color]

“[color=add8e6]I've been doing this all day,[/color]” Scarlett says, looking out from beneath her crimson hood.

[color=fdc68a][b]”Its only Eight though-wait.”[/b][/color] Elise would peek around the books, vaguely recognizing the woman. [color=fdc68a][b]”...No way. Scarlett!?”[/b][/color]

“[color=add8e6]Are you one of my students,[/color]” Scarlett asks. “[color=add8e6]Class doesn't start until nine. I still have to prepare the lesson planner for the week, so you have a question, you can ask after class.[/color]”

[color=fdc68a][b]“Huh?”[/b][/color] Elise would ask, taken off guard. [color=fdc68a][b]“...You’re not at Prague anymore. You know that right, Scarlett? You did bodyguard work for me for a while. Three years ago.”[/b][/color]

Scarlett looked at Elise for a moment, and suddenly drew a chain from around her neck with a unique vial strung to it, and a crimson liquid inside; Elise would be carrying its twin, with crimson liquid inside as well - two drops of blood, shared between two people, and join as a pact of friendship and sacrifice.

“[color=add8e6]Elise Barbette. I remember you,"[/color]” Scarlett says. “[color=add8e6]Mayhaps, not the years. But, I remember you,[/color]” she says, “[color=add8e6]What happenstance to cross paths here.[/color]”

Elise would chuckle at the recollection, saying: [color=fdc68a][b]”Been a while, yeah. Best bodyguard I ever hired. …Though, what a coincidence that you’re here at Chaldea too. Recent hire?”[/b][/color] Elise asked. 

“[color=add8e6]I'm afraid I don't particularly know,[/color]” Scarlett admits, “[color=add8e6]I was teaching at the Clock Tower,[/color]” she says, “[color=add8e6]'Wide Spectrum Academia Professor,' is... or was... my title. I may be the only professor here.[/color]”

[color=fdc68a][b]”I see…”[/b][/color] Elise said. [color=fdc68a][b]”We should probably get a mage specialized in healing to look at your cognitive functions. For now though, I’ll give you a basic rundown. And, you should probably keep a diary.”[/b][/color]

And so, Elise’s morning would be spent teaching Scarlett what Chaldea was, and generally what they were there for. Though she had no way of knowing Scarlett was a fellow Master of Team B, she would be frank and honest that she was worried about her memory.
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With the slightest of morning buzzes killed after spending a majority of her morning explaining things to Scarlett, Elise would take a brief walk around Chaldea with her hands in her pockets, figuring that today would just be another day spent on being the glamorous B-Team, of which only their Leader had seen active duty. ...Whatever happened to the rest of the former B-Team anyways?

Just when Elise was about to go back to her room, she'd receive the message to head to CHALDEAs. ...Well, at least she knew it wasn't disciplinary action, since it made zero sense to do that in the single most valuable facility in the entire building. That was a load off her shoulders, since she was sure that an old, grumpy man lecturing her might just make her head explode right now. ...Or...maybe it was finally some action that didn't involve a benchpress and squats. 

With at least the most bare effort made to be punctual, Elise would arrive on time to see one of the other new members of Team B, Conner, poking fun at their leader for something she couldn't quite see from his back. Walking by, she'd tap Leon on the shoulder and pivot on her foot once she was past him and Conner, saying: [color=fdc68a][b]"Finally some action, Captain? I've got some aged absinthe to take the tension off, if you're interested~"[/b][/color]

Without warning, she'd also put an arm on Conner's shoulder, leaning on him slightly and saying: [color=fdc68a][b]"You're invited too, Griggs. Drinking age is 18 for spirits here."[/b][/color] ...Leon could probably tell, discipline wasn't one of Elise's strong suits, since she was already planning to drink on the job and get everyone roped in.