Location:
Cogsfell
12.000 hours
[@Pyromania99][@Click This][@AzureKnight]
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Being handed a bag of macaron, Lyssa gave a fist pump and a chuckle as she’d snatch it eagerly. The rookie maid would proceed to well, start quickly stuffing her face with the pastries, listening to the exchange between Myrilla and Polina. The pink haired instructor, in turn, merely took a long drag on her cigarette, listening to Polina make her case.

“I should have expected the maid that didn’t know her place was the one I’d have to beat more training into.” She responded gruffly. “You think this was a ‘critical success’? You not only put the whole mission in jeopardy fighting  a high demon when you’re mere rookies that could barely fight these common animals.” She’d snarl. “Not only that, you didn’t even manage to save a single member of the recon team aside from Lyssa. And did you even see if you could find anything that happened? No, you just went in shot every demon you saw and didn’t use your bloody brain to figure out-”

“Moooom we get it you were worried about them!”

“Bwehf!?” A quite uncharacteristic choking noise came from Myrilla as she’d cough up cigarette smoke. “L-lyssa?!”

“Ehehe,” Lyssa bounced over, giving Polina a playful wink and a smirk as she hugged her mom, nuzzling the top of her head against the older womans arm. “C’mon, stop being so grouchy. I’m fine! Not a scratch on me! I got some good field time, too! And now I’m just hungry…fighting makes me really hungry, ugh…”

“A-ahem, w-well,” Myrilla, cleared her throat, turning on her heels and walking away from the group. “Lyssa, go have Viatrix give you a checkup. The rest of you…well, you have free time until we return to the Maison. Dismissed!”