Location
Maison d’Violette
10.00hrs.
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“I dislike that woman greatly.” Nynnette responded, coolly pouring more tea for Livia. “I would much rather skin her furry ears and tail alive then do anything like that with her.”

“She’s…certainly a unique one, isn’t she?” Livia mused idly, watching Katherine leave. “I suppose I’ll add a ‘not dismissed until I say so’ to that training as well, then.”

“My lady I implore you let me do it.”

“If you’re that eager, go bother the new Nightshade Recruits. The maison is not your job.”

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“Hmph, yeah? And I was ordered to train everyone. A demon can’t be trained in the same way as a human.” She’d snarl, leaning down to put herself at height level with Eliz. “Especially some prudish scale demon with as much personality as their empty shells.”

“That is enough, Myrilla.” Viatrix frowned. “We’ve been friends for quite some time now, but if you insist on causing trouble I will remove you. Forcibly.”

“...tch, whatever. I got what I wanted. She checks out.” She’d heft her pistol over her shoulder, blade soon being sheathed at her side as shed turn around. “Watch your back, runt.” She’d snap towards Eliz. “And shove your bonbons down your own gullet.”

“If by issues you mean Myrilla picking fights like she usually does.” The elf replied with a sigh. “I suppose you are not entirely wrong, but it just doesn’t sit right with me. Combat isn’t everyones preferred method of solving issues.” She’d rest her riot shield on the ground as Viatrix laughed softly at Eliz’s proclamation.

“Well, if you’re free then Eliz. I’ll finish showing you around. The rest of you may do as you wish.” Viatrix smiled, kneeling down to Eliz’s level and placing a hand to her forehead. “...Mhm, here we go. A little healing spell.” Eliz would find the small scratches and wounds on her body being healed, her body healing and the small cuts slowly being written over. “There we are…I’m not sure how effective it’d be on a demon, but I think it worked fine.”


“I will pass on the bonbons as well. I shall be going to Myrilla to finish my training…and possibly challenge her to a duel.” The elf would say in response to Polina. “If you’ll excuse me.”

“Come along then, Eliz.” Viatrix would lead the demon and the maids that followed still back towards the infirmary. “I apologize for her poor impression. Do know that almost every other maid in the Maison is nothing like that.”