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Botanist And Bards

"Charlotte? Char-" The girls eyes had adjusted enough to the dim light for her to make out the form of her friend on the ground. Aislinn didn't question the danger, but instead immediately rushed over and kneeled next to the woman and checked on as she placed one hand against her throat.

The alchemist still had a pulse. And she was still breathing. The girl's eyes drifted down towards the tattoos - what had happened here? She wasn't supposed to be able to activate those in her sleep! The native looked nervously over her friend and rotated her so she rested on her side in a more comfortable position.

And her skin - her skin felt like it was burning up. Was she sick? A quick look around the room revealed that many of the implements hadn't been used except for a single beaker that contained a stone - a bit of this strange liquid was dripping out of it, and as the girl placed her hair next to it she could see the strands visibly start reacting to the ... magical substance?

If Charlotte woke up, she would find her head resting in Aislinn's lap with a wet strip of cloth folded onto her forehead and with several pieces of her clothing removed and instead replaced with a thin sheet. The girl would make an offer as soon as the other woman woke up. "D-drink." It would be obvious that Aislinn was nervous, but she had done her best to cool the black haired woman off.

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Selvina had been about to respond to Eith when the other noblewoman suddenly approached within a couple inches of her face - alcohol came off of her breath and she had a far more boyish haircut than she was used to. When encountered about where Swen was though she had no idea how to answer - she had been hoping to meet Gwynn with her not knowing - at least not at first.

She'd probably already figured it out though, given the context of the entire situation. Why else would they have the same room and both be bookish grimore carrying types?

"Eith, it seems like Lady Gwynn needs my attention right now, but you are always welcome here. I'd love to talk, but I think Lady Gwynn will give a physical expression of her impatience if I do not pay attention to her now."

"Lady G-gwynn. I-I am Swen." Selvina gulped as she admitted it, and decided to give a brief rundown of what happened. "There was a demon and she um ... changed me. To be like this. So ... yeah ..." The girl looked over towards Eith, taking a few steps in her direction and giving her a few soft pats on the head to let her know she wasn't being ignored.

Maoin looked thankfully towards Lady Lightsword as she voiced the thoughts she felt too nervous to - she didn't want to disappoint Lady Sorcha, after all. She was surprised to be receiving pets though "Mrw?" - she was obviously the best, fluffiest, cutest kitten of them all, right? She seemed to perk up a bit as her ears were rubbed, but she continued to cover her body and she likely would have enjoyed the gentle rubbings and the compliment more if she wasn't so embarrassed that she wished she could die.

As the pets stopped though and her new mistress stated that she wanted her to be more confident however Maoin's ears resumed their previous position - had she disappointed her owner? Lady Sorcha had talked about that in the baths as well, hadn't she?

Another package was passed over and instantly the new dress was unfurled and cat examined it quickly - the dress still wouldn't cover much of her chest at all and in fact the corset showed above it, meaning her breasts were just as exposed. The bottom ended just a little above the knees, and two straps supported it at the edges of her shoulders. Along with black stockings supported by garters and similar garb for her arms though, a large ribbon was tied around her midsection with a large bow being behind her. It was still quite risque', but not to the level of the corset on it's own.

Dress

For a couple of seconds the cat seemed to think about something nervously, but they would probably both be surprised as the cat offered the dress back to her owner with a single hand and removed her other arm from covering her chest and forced her tail to stop hiding between her legs. It was rather clear she was still uncomfortable as she shook slightly and the fact that her face was the same hue as a tomato revealed her embarrassment as she looked upwards although she couldn't meet either of their eyes.

"... N-no I-it's f-fin-fine L-lady S-s-Sorcha." The cat girl gulped. "I-if y-you'd r-r-rather just h-have me l-like t-th-this." It would be obvious that she was at least trying to be confident.

She was supposed to be confident in her appearance.
And she was supposed to anticipate Lady Sorcha's wants as well at all times.
Her own discomfort wasn't supposed to matter, was it?

Fia paused for a few seconds after she was instructed to enter the tub. Disrobing in front of ... Cynthia? It was normal for her and the headmistress to take baths together and she had imagined that this would be an on-clothes ordeal. A glance towards the hydra throwing her own little party in the water though convinced the phoenix to drop the clothes Lyssa had given her straight to the ground as she covered herself as she entered the water. If this innocent girl was capable of feeling this secure, why shouldn't she be?

It would be rather obvious the crimson haired girl was nervous though as she tried to not make her glances at the maid obvious. She's trustworthy, right? Livia trusts her. And ... and I trust Livia. But ... The girl's throat felt a little dry as she waited for Cynthia to join them.

Meowka's ears dropped as her new mistress berated her. Surely such an archwizard could afford all of those things? The cat didn't question it though. For a few moments she considered talking back, but the cat's pride vanished as she thought about the delicious food and the pretty collar she could be receiving. "N-no it's fine. Mistress Katherine." This was the one bad part about being a pet to anyone really - even Ronat would wake her up from a cat nap and expect her not to be grumpy about it.

Her attitude perked back up after a few seconds though. "I'll be staying right here. You promised me one anyways, and I will collect it." In truth, she had never really considered what the collar would actually look like, just that it was appropriately expensive for the familiar of an archwizard.

Botanist And Bards

At Delphi's saying Aislinn decided to give Charlotte a quick visit - after all, the grumpy woman would need some company eventually. The pink haired native found herself skipping to her house on a day when the medicine was sufficient to keep Cait passed out most of the day - while perhaps sitting by the bedside was nice, Charlotte was likely lonely out there on her own!

The native walked into the cavern she had called home for a while, looking for the black haired woman as her eyes adjusted to the dim light. "It's Aislinn!"

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Selvina returned to her dorm after the trip. Honestly, the entire thing with Sly made her feel a bit lonely and unlov-

As she opened the door to her room however her eyes darted around. Eith was laying on her little pile once again, the black fox was in the room - she could sense the presence of her familiar - and Lady Gwynn was here as well?

The mage simply took a look around the room before stumbling out a series of reply. "Hello Lady Gwynn." She realized she couldn't elaborate on having known her in the past, but it was likely the woman had already figured it out. "And greetings to you, Eith. Where were you last night? Did you spend it with the librarian?"

She eventually looked towards her familiar having a slight devious sense running through her bond as she worked. "I hope my familiar made the two of you feel welcome." She wasn't sure how she was planning on responding to the slight from earlier, but the mark was still on her cheek for now.

Maoin nodded as Luna asked, although Sorcha's reply made her ears perk up. She was being given a gift?! It had only been a few weeks, but it was nice to be rewarded like this! The black haired girl's tail went back and forth excitedly as they walked there as her mind tried to guess what she would be getting - her excitement was visible. "Thank you Lady Sorcha!"

When they arrived in the clothing store the kitten's mind continued to run as she ran over all the pretty fabrics and all the samples of various dresses that existed. Is this where her reward was going to be given? When Lady Sorcha went to the counter the cat heard her name - Maoin avoided listening in further because it was rude but also because she didn't want to ruin the surprise.

Soon enough a few magical spells were fired and the kitten found some clothes handed to her by her new owner. Just ... a black corset? That was all? And ... it was rather ... skimpy. "... Mis- Mistress? I um ..." This uniform seemed a little ... little, but a quick look in Lady Sorcha's powerful eyes confirmed her words - this was the uniform that she would be wearing.

For one of the first times in her career as a servant she felt tempted to say no, but she realized that this was her owner currently and refusing a gift - or possibly a punishment in this case - would likely result in a painful punishment and her wearing it anyways. A large blush ran across her face, but the girl gave a curtsy to the two higher ladies and obediently went to the changing room where the clothes she was wearing quickly dropped to the floor. The new ones were put on rather fast - most of the time was spent tightening the strings - but most of the wait her companions would have would be the time it took Maoin to build up her courage.

A few minutes later the cat left the changing stall with an arms across her chest and her tail between her legs - the blush on her face had expanded to most of her body and the girl shivered slightly from the cold air that touched most of her skin. It had been worse than she initially thought - the corset left a lot of the chest and nearly the entire back exposed, and it was easy to tell that her dark lacy panties matched the new uniform.

As she approached her new owner she felt extremely vulnerable and lowered her head bashfully so she was looking at the floor - her ears were dropped. "... T-T-Thank y-you Mistr-" The girl's voice kept retreating from her as she tried to thank her new owner for the embarrassing gift.

The Phoenix let out a sigh of relief as it seemed that the maid was alright with obeying her commands, and Ritsa's enthusiastic look around the house came to an end as she decided to come along too. Fia found herself led into Livia's private baths - a large tub was embedded into the floor and there were a few bench-like tables in the room, along with a large supply of warmed towels waiting in the corner.

In truth, the girl wasn't exactly sure what she had asked for. So her eyes simply looked up at Cynthia with a little confusion - pampering wasn't something that had happened in her lifetime really.

Meowka found herself struggling as she was carried to the shopping district - she could walk, right? About halfway through the trip and a long series of curses the girl gave up as she simply resigned herself to being carried off to whatever destination her mistress wanted her to be at. When she was finally dumped on the ground in front of the archwizard she gave her a nice glare. "I apologize Mistress Katherine, but these dolls cannot walk very quickly. Perhaps next time they could put more effort into communicating that." It was apparent the girl was upset with her treatment as she let out a small sigh.

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When the dragon returned home she would have found the cat dressed in probably what was her cutest dress - the blue one Katherine had made for her along with a small bracelet that matched her hair and a small bow to go in her hair and a matching one for the end of her tail. And obviously makeup - lots of it. It was a little annoying to have to clean while dressed up like this, but after a year of practice giving a place a light dusting without getting oneself dirty wasn't exactly a difficult task. Of course she had made some food for Lady Sorcha as well and watched cheerfully as it was devoured.

And the red lightning bolt was in her hair still! Maoin was relieved that Lady Sorcha seemed to like it - she was afraid the dragon would be upset with her spending her money, but apparently she seemed to appreciate small gifts. Her ears perked up as she heard the sound of someone approaching - they had the same cadence and garb of a familiar night. "Lady Sorcha, Lady Lightsword is almost here." The cat offered an arm to help stabilize the dragon to help stand up in case she needed it.

Fia's eyes widened as she was hugged after their brief playtime, although technically she had won their little competition! Livia would feel a little excitement run through her veins when she was finally released and able to relish a little in the victory ...

... she didn't want to play anymore? The phoenix looked back over at the stack of paperwork. It was for the best, right? Despite what the phoenix was thinking to herself, Livia would be able to feel just a bit of sadness and relief through the bond at the same time as the girl returned to her constant paper sorting.

Soon enough it was time to go home - Fia squinting in annoyance as her head was patted once again - and she rose obediently and stood somewhat behind the headmistress as she let out a long sigh and stretched her muscles out from the long day of work. Four though? Who was the fourth?

She finally realized that Cynthia had been in the corner the entire time. For a few seconds the phoenix hesitated before remembering what the headmistress had said. "... Cynthia ... massage at ... home ...?" It was rather apparent the girl was nervous and uncertain about asking for such a thing, but the maid had been around for a while, hadn't she? And besides, her muscles hurt just a little.

The cat found herself jumping at fish - hundreds of them, sold on the street. There, ready to be eaten. The night prowler licked her lips with enthusiasm as she ran by and snatched one, preparing to place it into her -

The world jolted slightly as Meowka opened her eyes. Then it jolted again. Meowka hissed slightly as she looked around for the source as she noticed a doll nearby was reaching for another poke which the cat slapped out of the way. The rude contraption then held up a sign in front of her with the markings of writing on it.

She simply gave the doll a dumbfounded look after a couple moments of trying to interpret it. "I can't read, you silly thing." Besides, she was supposed to be waiting here for Mistress Katherine, right? Meowka laid back down and closed her eyes once more.

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A-a curse? Goodness, Selvina had been suspecting something but ... that was a bit much, wasn't it? And it wasn't even that clever. She sighed though - it wasn't like anyone else on campus would know anyways, and she could always ask Sly why she would be so mean later.

The mage walked off towards class, feeling a little dejected and disappointed as well as more than a little foolish.

The crimson haired girl took another step forward with a slightly predatory grin crossing her face as victory was nearly in her grasp. There was only one way to secure her victory at this point.

Fia jumped at the other girl after two steps, trying to fly in her general direction and hopefully capture the stupid thing. If she didn't win this thing now, she'd be exhausted before Ritsa was anything even close to caught.

She hoped that this would work out.

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Selvina looked at the foreign girl as she approached - her garb seemed familiar to that she had seen while the pair of them were at the temple. The air seemed slightly colder around them suddenly so the mage assumed she was some sort of 'snow spirit'. She may have to look into Yuki-Onna was exactly, since they clearly weren't some deranged folk-story.

"The symbol? No, my familiar painted it on my face this morning ... does it mean something bad?" Hopefully this girl was just stopping her to tell her it meant something like 'innocent flower' or 'pretty scholar' or even something on the slightly embarrassing side of things ... right?

Fia shot Katherine a look akin to murder as she was told to 'enjoy you play-time phoenix!' Livia would feel a little sense of rivalry roll through the girl's veins before Ritsa called for her attention once again with a poke on her cheek-

What did she want? She wanted to be caught? For a moment the phoenix sighed before she realized this meant she could possibly run the hyrdra to the point of exhaustion. "... fine!" Fia darted towards the hydra as quickly as she could manage, still feeling this entire situation was beyond the point of silly. She put a smile on her face so at least her 'friend' wouldn't feel bad.

Yet Livia would be able to tell that smile grew to be a least a little genuine as the pair chased eachother around the room for a couple of minutes. After a few minutes of sprinting Fia found herself breathing heavily - she hadn't done a lot of physical activity in her life. She glanced up at Ritsa - she looked fine.

... how ...?

A look of competitive irritation crossed into Fia's face as she began to walk slower, trying to push Ritsa's back against Livia's desk.

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The phoenix watched as Katherine whispered things to the hydra, a happy smile running across the girl's face. Livia then had to but in that no, she in fact wouldn't be angry. And of course, that they were friends as well. And obviously removing any excuse she had not to play.

This would be the first and last time she sat by Livia, that traitorous mage who pretended to care about her. Fia was about to continue releasing a string of mental curses she suddenly found herself wrapped in an extremely uncomfortable and unwilling embrace. At least it had been expected this time.

"Hey hey, lets play!"
Could they not? Livia might be able to survive but that didn't mean she'd be able to!
"... w-"

Before Fia could finish her protest and yanked to her feet before being practically dragged away from her sanctuary and towards the center of the room where finally she was allowed to regain her balance. After breathing heavily for a second or two and forcing herself to calm down from the physical contact her ambers looked up into Ritsa's eyes with a mission in their mind.

If she played hard enough to make the Hydra pass out, then she wouldn't have to deal with her anymore would she? Of course, she'd need to perform a little to make it seem like she was into it. "... so ... um ... what do we play ...?" Realizing her voice was quiet the girl made herself lean forward as if she was interested.

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For a moment Fia wondered what Livia meant by THAT until she remembered how she had snuck into the room that one time to spectate on what exactly 'fun' meant. That - that wasn't what she had intended, and a slight blush ran across her face. She'd had enou-

The doll ran away? Dang it. The phoenix looked up at the hydra with a little irritation but tried to keep herself at least somewhat pleasant. Ritsa wasn't mean at all, simply annoying. But she really had work to do and tried to conceal her annoyance as Ritsa continued to bug her. "... Ritsa, Livia gave me this work ..." Perhaps passing it off on the older headmistress would be a good idea? "... if I don't do it, she'll be angry with me." That wasn't probably true, but Fia was counting on Livia at this point to find some way to distract the girl.

As Meowka winced from getting smacked on the head she allowed Gwynn to leave the wall, mumble some words, and stumble away. The night prowler's anger was still fuming, but she didn't want her new mistress to be to upset with her. And besides, she had gotten that nice right hook in. It was probably worthwhile to settle for that and allow herself to be given a few luxuries by the mage later. "Fine. I'll go home now and take a nap Mistress Katherine ..." Despite the previous day of healing she wasn't feeling in perfect tip top shape.

If the woman didn't stop her, Meowka would leave to return back to the teacher's dorm and pass out on the bed they shared the night before.

Botanist And Bards

Aislinn frowned before giving the other woman a wave with a half hearted smile. "Travel safely then friend!" And with that the native returned to her gathering hoping she could gather enough food to cover for both Cait and herself. Maybe a herb or two of something that could be smoked to help her relax. She was getting better though and coming to terms with what was going on though, at least.