[h3][color=aba000]Darla Drake[/color][/h3]
[@Aqutanama][@MagusDream][@Dezuel]

[color=aba000]"Please, my knights! Deliver us ladies from this vexing injustice!"[/color] Darla beseeched.[color=aba000]"Deal with this blackguard who makes light of a lady's chastity and objectifies women!"[/color]

The horseplay continued as she quickly switched from a pleading stance to one than involved looking at her expensive manicure, while the subhuman who had such a lapse of judgement big enough to make himself an annoyance before her continued to yap. Her head tilted seeing the images taken. They would prove his innocence? Yeah right. What about lawsuits about improper filming and use of her own image without paying royalties? An army of vampir...err, lawyers would milk this perp dry. She concluded.

But no, she had to bring attention upon Reverio, the bad loser this kid was. That made Darla narrow her eyes. One thing was to fight one own battles...but he had the gall to bring her *cousin* into this. And then get away before she could order her servants to make an Ukelele out of his incipient facial hair.

Well, she had registered his name. [color=aba000]"So be it. Your *senpai* has noticed you, perp. And it's not the good kind of attention."[/color] She muttered under her breath as she wiped her golden hair out of her face in exasperation.

Oh, there was the mutt now. Excellent. As if the morning could not get more annoying.

[color=aba000]"It's not that kind of dog."[/color] She said. [color=aba000]"It's a wild wolf. As he had said. The kind that makes good trophies and is fun to shoot at."[/color] Darla replied, a smirk in her face. However there was no warmth behind it, as she sized Kurogane up and down. The smile of the predator known as man, apex of all predators. [color=aba000]"And with the same kind of social graces at a table"[/color]

[color=aba000][i]Shooting this idiot won't help my time with Reverio.[/i][/color]

She sighed as she rummaged on her possessions, producing a couple of black credit cards. One for Alrune, and one for Lambda. [color=aba000]"Moving on. I did offer two million. Here's one for each of my knights. In Rhean currency. Tax free. A Drake always pays her debts.[/color] She frowned, as she cracked her knuckles and began typing on her phone.


[color=aba000]"Jet, engage Rescue Mode on Reverio. Obstacles are to be eliminated."[/color] She instructed to the heavyset maid, who began running with thundering steps towards the last location of Reverio, with the same speed and momentum of a freight train. There was a loud gasp among students and staff as the gynoid immediatedly was set on the warpath towards the restricted zone.

Darla then typed something else.

[color=aba000]"Pearl, hack into the Library systems, and cause major havok. I want also to send a message to Reverio."[/color]

The smaller construct nodded thoughtfully, and was beset as if by a trance. "My lady, I have found illicitly uploaded material updated into the library's systems about yourself."

Darla tilted her head. [color=aba000]"Then scrub it clean!"[/color] She said in a measured tone, with an undercurrent of annoyance.

The robot maid nodded, as the entire Library exploded into a chaos of malfunctioning fire alarms and fire sprayers. Automated robots began spinning wildly, and even the media projectors began to project Magical Girl Descartes at full volume.

[color=aba000]"I'm gonna get an earful for this, but I don't care."[/color] Darla said to herself.

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Meanwhile, while Reverio was being hurried up, a large holographic display materialized in front of Reverio, typing a message. "I'll keep causing havok, so buy me flowers ;)" This was the herald of powerful blasts and the sound of running heavy footsteps as a large gynoid plowed through everything to reach Reverio's position.

It was Jet.

"Come with me if you want to live." The construct said.