So far, the ball had been going mostly well. It was certainly a delight to see Roux dancing out there on the floor obviously flustered by that demon. She perhaps might inquire as to their relationship later. For now, though, she was merely content to tease her from a distance and watch over the ball. She took a sip of her wine – finishing off the second glass for the evening. If she kept this up, she might very well be good and drunk, as difficult as such a thing was for her.
She got another one from the servers. She really wouldn’t mind getting completely drunk right now. That golem might cause problems. Would be much easier to deal with when slightly drunk.
It was then, she noticed Roux approaching their table. She could imagine what she was upset about, or at least wanted to talk to her about.
She offered Roux a small smile as she approached, though waited for her to speak first.
Iravis walked up to her keeper's table graciously, offering deep curtsy as she approached within talking distance.
The Phoenix had thought about it for the past few days. They were obviously arguing right now. The goddess knew with her divine wisdom that herself was right, but the red haired girl also understood that offering an olive branch was part of the job as well.
Besides, she owed far too much to Livia to hate her.
"Good evening Headmistress Livia." It was a formal address, but Iravis had avoided calling her 'keeper', which was a plus.
“Good evening indeed, Little Roux.” Livia replied with a small smile to Iravis.
“A pleasure to see you attend my little soiree. I must say, I’m impressed.” Her smile turned into a small smirk.
“You do dance remarkably well. I wonder if you should really be here speaking to me instead of…attending your date? It seems she’s already run off with another.” She chuckled, glancing towards the area where Yume and Lyssa were. She however, decided to show Iravis some mercy after that though. She had probably already teased the girl enough for the night.
The goddess shot an irritated glance toward Livia for her teasing.
“At any rate.” Livia continued, taking a sip of her wine.
“Iravis, this is Katherine. She is going to be making sure all of my precious little students behave, if you did not hear the announcement. So do try to be on your best behavior.”"A pleasure, Iravis." Katherine said setting her coffee down. It was good to meet other students. The Headmistress seemed especially fond of this one as well.
"I'm Katherine as you've already heard twice I suppose. I hope you're one of the good students that aren't so inclined as to destroy school property." She ended with a chuckle there, pretty sure the girl wasn't someone like that. She seemed calm and collected if nothing else.
Iravis offered a much shorter curtsy towards Katherine,
"I respect the scales of justice, although others do not." A slight glance towards Livia indicated what she was talking about, but after a few seconds the goddess decided to extend the branch.
"Keeper, do you mind if I join you here?" She'd been called Little Roux, so she was going to get back for that.
“Oh? Not at all.” Livia replied, quickly asking the person sitting on the other side of her to move. They complied, offering a brief bow as they gathered their things and left. Livia decided to not comment on the glance or the naming choice Iravis gave her. It would serve no purpose at the moment.
“Do take a seat, Roux.” She motioned to the seat next to her.
The goddess shook her head as Livia cleared the seat.
"There has been a misunderstanding. This girl would prefer your hand on the floor, Headmistress." Livia would probably be able to tell that this was both a request for a private conversation and probably the want to dance with her ... friend?
Livia was actually surprised by the offer. On the list of things she had thought Roux was going to ask her, dancing was not one of them. An amused smile appeared on her face regardless, however. Either this was going to attempt to be revenge of some sort for her teasing, or she legitimately wanted a private conversation. If it was just the latter though – they could talk without dancing.
She was accepting either way, however.
“My, Roux.” She replied.
“I was certainly not expecting that.” She rose from her chair, taking a final sip of her wine as she walked over to Iravis.
“But I can hardly refuse such a request, now can I, hmm?~”She offered a hand to the girl. The headmistress wondered how entertaining this was going to be.
“Katherine, do be a dear and watch for any trouble.”"Of course, Headmistress. I have eyes everywhere." Katherine replied with a smile. The whole time she has had dolls stationed all over, ready to report anything overly excessive though for a party, it was sometimes hard to tell what was excessive.
The goddess offered Livia a hand as the pair approached the floor, unsure who would be leading in this situation. On one hand, the goddess should lead because of her status. On the other, Livia was the headmistress at the university and her own guardian.
Being upset about her earlier embarassment still, Iravis adjusted her hand to suggest a dominant leading position, and that Livia should take the following part.
“Do lead, little Roux.” She replied, accepting Roux as the one who should lead. She was definitely curious as to what Roux was going to be attempting. She did hope Roux didn’t think she was going to be able to out dance her easily. She had to say she was fairly good at it.
An amber glare was elicited from the one called 'little Roux' before she regained her godly composure and responded.
"If we are to be comparing heights, the two of us stand equally tall." Although 'little' would have been an appropriate title for a red haired fourteen year old, the crimson haired goddess stood only an inch shorter than Livia today.
Two pairs of feet transitioned to tile, and after a moment of surprise from some surrounding students and the violin-players from seeing the headmistress on the floor, they resumed the slow tune as the pair began to dance. It was a classical and more peaceful tune, as it was only the third song of the young night.
Roux placed the headmistress so their initial starting distance was close while still maintaining enough distance for formality. For many years it had been normal for her keeper to start the conversation than herself, which left Iravis looking into Livia's eyes expectantly.
“Oh? Height has nothing to do with it, Little Roux.” Livia replied as she followed her out onto the dance floor. She’d leave it at that for now and let her wonder as to what exactly she meant by that. They had something else to talk about here, though Livia was unsure of as to what exactly. Could be anything, but she doubted Iravis wanted to reconcile so easily.
“So to what do I owe this pleasure, hmm? I doubt you simply wish to dance with I, and you should know I’m not one to beat around the bush.” Livia continued with a small smile.
Iravis' glance became more irritated as her pet name was used again, but she offered no verbal response as Livia pressured her to get to the point.
The truth was, the Phoenix had several things she wanted to talk about ... but most were very personal questions. The pair stepped left. Then right. Then left. Then right. Then the one called Little Roux looked a little towards the ground ...
"My trust has been bestowed upon you for some time..." The words that left her lips were serious, although quiet to maintain a private conversation.
"... is it proper to believe you will not betray my words to others?"“My, such a serious tone.” Livia replied as she danced with Iravis. Perhaps Iravis did just wish to speak about something and had no intentions of doing anything? Unlikely, still, it would be nice.
“But indeed, I would never betray words told to me in confidence.” That was the truth – most of the time, unless she deemed it absolutely necessary for something.
“Is something troubling you, then?”Iravis looked around, trying to stiffen her face and hide her emotions. She wasn't confident whether or not Livia would approve of her request, in fact Roux was almost certain the headmistress would not be happy about it. Perhaps a little build up was neccessary ...
"... Only a handful of sorcerers alive today could match your ability to manipulate souls ... in the four thousand years I've walked this Earth only four have surpassed you..." It wasn't a question, it was a statement.
"This request can only be sent to you, for I know nothing of the others."Well, this certainly had taken a turn Livia found interesting. Souls? Souls were indeed her forte and she was quite well versed in them. She was a little curious as to who the four who surpassed her could be – she’d have to inquire as to later who those were but for now, she was curious as to this request.
“Oh? Flattering me are you?” She replied.
“Well, I can’t say flattery isn’t going to work. Indeed, I am quite well versed in the manipulation of what us humans call ‘souls’ though I am still lacking in some areas. With time, however, I should eventually even surpass whichever four you are thinking of.” But that was a topic for a different day. Her expression took a slightly more serious nature. When dealing with souls, especially those of the living, one had to be very careful or disastrous unintended consequences would be had.
“What do you request, Iravis?” Livia replied using the girls’ ancient name. Whatever this request was, it was something she believed was going to be serious. Playing around and antagonizing the girl wasn’t going to help anything.
Iravis looked down for a moment, mustering her divine will. Based on Livia's last comment, her answer would be no. But the Goddess wouldn't be satisfied at least until she had asked.
"Two and a half years ago, a superior version of myself took control. Perhaps some valueable information was revealed ..."The two continued to move across the floor in silence for some time before the reincarnating woman countinued.
"... or maybe you were simply toyed with. Previous to that occurance, you forcefully demanded answers from me. One must wonder if some unintentional magic had been cast by you due to your state at that time." It wasn't an accusation, but rather speculation.
Well.
Little Roux was just full of surprises at the moment, wasn’t she?
“Ah…I remember the event quite well. I asked you if you thought gods had the right to judge what was good and evil.” She replied with a hum.
“Or something along those lines, anyways. For the sake of not having a repeat conversation, I will not ask again.” She thought for a moment about Iravis’ words.
Unintentional magic? She doubted it. However, it could be a definite possibility no matter how small. Considering the exact…nature of her abilities that not even Iravis would know about, perhaps she had somehow called forth the old soul. But of course, that was just speculation, and incredibly unlikely.
“Due to my state? I am unsure what you mean by that. Certainly I wished to know your answer to that question…but I would never absolutely force you to tell me. Perhaps I was…a bit forceful with my words, however.” She sighed, shaking her head.
“Sometimes, knowledge can blind. I apologize for causing you distress that day, though I feel as though I have repeated that apology quite often.”“But more on topic – It is doubtful that I cast any unintentional magic. I have not once cast magic unintentionally on someone.” She replied, still thinking.
“If I am to be honest, however, I would love to speak with one of your past lives again. The things I could possibly learn from them would be quite…amusing.” She’d honestly like to do it again at some point, though she should possibly look into the repercussions of doing such a thing.
Iravis blinked a few times, suprised that was Livia's response. Their feet countinued to move across the floor for a bit longer before the goddess decided to grace Livia with her response.
"Perhaps it was just a defensive mechanism from me that time."Now time for her request. A deep breath.
"The two of us share an objective in that matter. There is missing information ready from me that we share an interest in." How to phrase this best ...
"... A summoning and interrogation of an older incarnation could prove profitable for both parties here." If she didn't have to say anymore, she wouldn't. Based on the Headmistresses previous comment, she should accept.
“Oh?” Livia replied.
“And what purpose would you want to interrogate an older incarnation for?” Livia asked simply. She of course, wanted to know for a few reasons. It could be incredibly dangerous, for one. Too many unknowns. Unless the reason was sufficiently good, she was going to probably say no. She would like to summon one herself of course, but she wasn’t so selfish as to force such a thing on the other girl.
“I must admit, I am worried that attempting such a thing could lead to some…undesirable side effects."Headmistress, my soul and my risks. This has occured before. Previously done out of malice, if something terrible could happen it would have then." Perhaps that would be enough.
"I just simply want my most recent incarnation. That is all."“Who is the expert on souls you asked for advice, hmm?” Livia sternly replied.
“Just because something happened once without consequence, doesn’t mean it will happen again without consequence. Dealing with a soul can be a tricky thing. They are fragile things, in some cases.” Livia sighed.
“I am not going to take the risk of something happening because someone wanted to ask a previous incarnation of theirs what their favorite dress to wear was.” She wanted to ask a previous incarnation a question, then? Her most recent one? Hmm…quite interesting, at least. Still, there was a flaw in Roux’s logic here.
“You know if I am to help you, anyways, I am going to need to know what you wish to ask regardless, unless there is a way for you to retain conscious to ask it.” Perhaps she didn’t wish to tell her because she would disapprove of the question.
The goddess looked down while they continued to move across the floor, feet gliding gracefully over the tiles. After a little bit, the goddess decided to provide a bit more information.
"Only that incarnation's title is required, although you will not be satisfied with only that explanation."How to best explain this ...
"We move to now is 'classical' music, although these symphonies are new to me. That hellion ..." The goddess' head gestured over to her pink haired servant, and the choas being caused by a golem over there.
"... has shown me a recent sorcerous device called by 'laptop'."A bit more information would be enough to probably get the point across.
"Knowledge of those does not exist, but a request to play a song from two millenia ago would be an easy feat. The steps to dances from my childhood are remembered."So…she had no memories of the recent world, but she could remember things from four thousand years ago. Well, that was certainly odd and a little disconcerting. A few possible explanations were that she simply couldn’t remember. She doubted her memories were complete anyways. Another one, was that she simply hadn’t been alive for however long the gap in her memory was.
“I would hope so, since you’re only seventeen.” Livia chuckled lightheartedly, before sighing.
“I have no reason to deny your request, Iravis. We can talk more in length once we’re elsewhere. The dance floor is not exactly the most private of places.” She offered her a smile.
“That said…I will look into ways it could work tomorrow.”The headmistress gave her consent, which caused the goddess to give off an undivine sigh of relief. The pair was still moving across the floor despite that conversation's end, gliding with grace with each small step as they moved in a circle.
"May the gods bless thee, for you have my thanks." The red haired girl didn't let go though, making it obvious she wished to continue.
Roux drew closer and lowered her head into Livia's chest, hiding her face from the crowd.
"Despite our diplomacy in the past year, both you and Sir Wick care for me equally. The two of you deserve equal rewards from my company." The hands placed on Livia's instead wrapped the headmistress in a tight hug, the pair's steps becoming closer together.
Well, this was also not something she had been expecting from Iravis. As useless as that blessing was for her since she believed in no gods, it meant well. Livia simply sighed, shaking her head.
“I do not need or want a reward from you, Roux.” She said as her face actually colored a bit. She honestly probably would have said yes to the request no matter what. Her own curiosity aside, Roux deserved to know, after all.
Perhaps she was just being overprotective.
The song was coming to a close, so the four thousand year old decided that this was a good time to wrap things up.
The goddess shook her head.
"Rewarding and punishing servants fairly is the duty of a goddess, along with repaying debts to equals."Two seconds later, Livia would find herself dropped towards the floor, caught by Iravis' arms and looking into intense amber eyes. That could be considered part of the dance as the song came to a close, an elaborate finishing move.
Pressure against her lips from a deep kiss probably wouldn't be considered a normal or noble flourish, but that's how the goddess was repaying all her debts.
….
Livia was honestly a bit stunned.
Did…was Iravis? Was?...
It took a few seconds for Livia to regain her mental faculties. Even she was unable to stop herself from blushing quite a bit – the headmistresses face was completely red by this point. If it had been anyone else she might have returned the kiss. Just to mess with someone.
But Roux?
Well, letting it not happen would cause even more of a scene, so Livia simply waited until the girl was done. When she was, Livia stood, obviously a little flustered, though she was probably not quite as embarrassed as Iravis would have liked.
“Well,” She said, hand covering her mouth as she cleared her throat.
“That was…I request you not do that again, Little Roux.” Livia replied with a sigh. She was honestly a little annoyed, but she tried to hide it.
“As alluring as you might be to some,” Okay, poorly hidden annoyance.
“I have very little interest in such affairs. Especially with you. So go find that date of yours and ‘reward her’ as it were. I’m certain she would enjoy it from the way she’s been flirting with every other person in here.”With that, Livia turned and headed back to the table.
“So if you’ll excuse me I am going to make sure that golem doesn’t destroy anything else.”Iravis started to walk beside the headmistress. If Livia bothered to look, her date was over there.
"Is the lead not supposed to add such a flourish for those she is close to in the heart? Very common thing during Zandy's Conquests." Since that action was carried out by divine will, the Goddess felt no embarassment about it.
"And besides, my loyal servant is by that golem, so it is only proper for me to attend the headmistress on her way there." The room was silent, many students left gaping. The goddess decided at this point to walk the way back in silence though, a large smirk crossing her face.
Livia was not amused in the slightest.
“This is not ‘Zandy’s time’, Iravis.” She sternly replied.
“There is a certain sense of…decorum one must have.” She sighed.
“Your plan to embarrass me for me doing the same during your dance was poorly executed and lacked any sense of thought to it. You’ll probably receive more embarrassment then I ever will from it in the long run.” She stopped, turning to Iravis briefly.
“For one, I am not actually embarrassed. More annoyed than anything.” She huffed.
“Two, the other students will likely pester you about this event now. You may not be embarrassed about it now, but what if they start spreading rumors, hmm?” She said, waving her hand to indicate the gawking students. A few opportunistic ones had taken a few pictures of the performance.
“Thirdly,” Livia interrupted herself, before shaking her head with a sighed. Iravis already knew how she felt about her calling herself a ‘goddess’.
Aside from her dislike of gods in general, there were several reasons for that, but none of which the redhead would ever correctly guess.
“I suppose it doesn’t matter.” Livia said returning to the table.
“If there is anything else you need wait until tomorrow. Take your ‘servant’ and leave. I have no desire to speak with you further, ‘goddess’.” That last word was said with obvious contempt, though she didn’t entirely mean to say it quite like that.
The one called a goddess had a slightly more dim smile as she was scolded, but she was obediently gave a small curtsy and headed over to Lyssa. While she could probably countinue to talk without dying, at this point it would simply be cruel and childish.
One second, Lyssa had been having a rather enjoyable dance with Yume, who was apparently one of the biggest flirts she had ever met.
The next, she had been practically launched into the air towards Iravis.
She had slightly hoped she landed on the other girl for an impromptu glomp, but alas. It was not to be. Iravis looked like she was about to ask the headmistress for a dance. Not all that odd, considering their conversation in the bakery the other day.
She didn’t have much time to concern herself with such thoughts, however. Instead, the demon was making a beeline right into the chair that was previously occupied on the other side of Livia. The same seat one of Katherine’s dolls just so happened to decide to occupy.
She slammed into the chair, knocking it backwards and landing on top of the doll who was pinned under the demon.
“Y-yuuume. Th-that’s not dancing.” She replied, a bit dizzy from the impact.
Speaking of excessive, throwing someone across the room was definitely excessive. Before Katherine could even react a girl with horns growing out of her head, a demon likely, fly into a chair at the table. It just so happened that Doll 12 was using it as a platform to get on top of the table to stir coffee. Katherine didn't waste a blink in rushing over to the person on top of the doll and using the brute strength of a mother saving her baby from a burning car in pulling her swiftly off and picking up the little thing.
"Number 12! Are you alright?!" The small doll strained it's head up, nodded and gave a small thumbs up. Or at the least the doll equivalent of that as it fell back quickly. There were a few small cracks over the body but otherwise seemed fine. It probably suffered from some sort of soul-shock from the impact and merely "fainted" or however that worked. The cracks seem fixable as well, so the demon was getting off easy this time around.
The Puppeteer clentched on of her fists as she turned back to the demon girl.
"Hello dear student. Perhaps you would like to know why you should choose not to fly across the room and almost decimate someone's baby?" She started a small lecture on how destroying other's property was a horrible thing to do and that one should seek to right their wrongs. It was one of the most boring, rehearsed thing Katherine could muster. She had hoped that others would seek to not incur her wrath just from the wish not to listen to a long, boring lecture.
Lyssa was still a bit dizzy when Katherine started talking. Honestly the demon was unsure what she was going on about. Something about destroying other peoples property? The chair felt like it was fine though. It felt like she took more damage than the chair, and she should be complaining about how not uncool it was to have a chair so easily landed on.
As soon as she started understanding the lecture though, the demon’s brain started immediately shutting down as she yawned. In fact, by the time Katherine was done, she was completely asleep.
"I see. Asleep and not paying attention?" With her fist that was still at this point clenched, she delivered a firm, but not
too heavy blow to the demon's head. After she was finished with the hit, she called out a few of her dolls from her rings.
"Fine, you don't want to understand my lecture? Don't destroy other's things and apologize immediately after you damage something." The dolls surrounded the demon but did little other than that for the moment, awaiting an apology.
At receiving the light smack, Lyssa shot straight up, her horns barely missing the face of one of the dolls that had surrounded her.
“Gah! I’m sorry for stealing the computer!” She blurted out, rather loudly upon waking from whatever dream she had been having. Upon seeing herself surrounded by some admittedly rather adorable dolls, however, she had to question how hard she had actually hit her head.
“Uhm…sorry? My head feels like I have a massive hangover and I haven’t even drank enough for that.” She looked around, noticing the damaged doll and immediately put two and two together, however.
“Oh, uh, sorry about…that doll.” Lyssa replied.
“My dance partner suddenly…threw me. Ah wait…Yume!” she stood up, glancing around the dance floor and not seeing the arachnid.
“Huh…that’s…weird.” She frowned, a little concerned actually, but well, she supposed whatever happened happened.
“but uh, yeah. Sorry about the doll. Can you fix it?”Katherine looked over Lyssa for a bit. She seemed. . . Somewhat sincere. For now that will have to suffice. The doll wasn't murdered, so that much should be fine.
"It'll live. Number 12 is strong and the spirit is still bound. For the most part it is just surface blemishes I can fix myself." With her anger subsided now, she went to look at the damaged doll again. The cracks could be fixed easily at least. It was thanks to the spirits inside them that made them easily fixable. Luckily the whole doll didn't split open or else the spirit would have likely escaped. If anything was wrong on the inside, she'd have to ask the doll later when it has recovered from its shock.
"You're free for now. Just don't go breaking people's things." An order, more than a request.
“Oh, good!~” Lyssa cheerily replied.
“Ehe, they’re kinda cute so it’d be a shame to have them hurt or something.” Lyssa grabbed the knocked over chair, setting it back up before taking a seat in it herself, either oblivious that this was the teachers table or not caring.
“Annnnyways, I’m Lyssa! Adorable demon at your service!~” She giggled as she introduced herself.
“And you’re…the fun police, right?~”Meanwhile Chen was watching with a large smile on his face, recognizing his old sparring partner almost immediately. God he loved thrashing her in matches.
"And I'm Chen Avarice, Son of Greed! How ya doin Lyssa?" He loudly introduced himself and sat down in a chair right next to Lyssa.
He then glanced at Katherine and his smile brightened.
"And who do we have here? Is this the fun police? How boring, loosen up a little! You're attending a party!" Chen looked her over and saw nothing too valuable or interesting, nothing he would want anyways. Meanwhile his mischievious smile never left his face as he Claimed a nearby students drink, setting it on the table in case he got thristy later.
Lyssa’s heard turned to the new kid who walked up. She’d recognize that voice anywhere. Her eyes widened a bit upon actually seeing him, though. It had been what…a few years? Not since she had moved away from her…previous home. Normally, she’d greet him with a surprise kick to the back of the head, but…
“Chen?!” Without another word, Lyssa immediately leaned over and wrapped the guy in a hug. They used to spar a lot back when she was…well, living with the other demon nobles. She liked to think she kicked his ass pretty hard most of the time. Truth was, she lost most of the time. Didn’t stop her from trying though.
“Ahahaha, it’s been ages!~” She giggled, not letting go. Well, a few years at most.
Katherine watched over the two students with the demon hugging the male that just recently arrived, calling the him "Chen." Of course, she was thinking about letting them continue, but that wasn't her.
"Mind yourselves you two. If you forgot, this is the teacher's table. It's not exactly in best taste." A couple of dolls arrived from somewhere and picked up #12 in a napkin and carried it off with a stretcher-like fashion.
"And I'm not the fun police. It's just my job to make sure people don't neglect their job, studying, and stay within the rules of the school."Ritter tried to stop running. But because of it having a larger mass the golem ended up falling onto its back and sliding into the table next to Lyssa and Chen. Since the golem had never had this happen to it before, it had no idea what to do and stayed laying on its back.
Chen smiled at the sudden hug, but then sighed as the "fun police" decided to intervene once more.
"Jeez, don't you have anyone else to bother?" It was at that moment that Ritter decided to "crash" the party and destroyed the table they were sitting at.
"Perfect timing! Thanks giant rock dude! You should go bother Zauberbuch about teaching his golem to not destroy school property." Chen chuckled lightly and reached for the glass of fruit punch he had claimed a minute ago, then frowning once he saw it all over the floor.
"Damn, I was thirsty too."Lyssa released Chen from the hug as Katherine complained. Wow, she really was the fun police. Hugs were fun, and totally not inappropriate. Well, they could lead to some inappropriate stuff, but that was beside the point. Time to have a little ‘fun’ with this Katherine then, heh. She released Chen from her grasp, and instead turned to Katherine, a small mischievous smile forming on her adorable lips.
“Say, you sound jealous~” And then promptly hugged Katherine, her arms throwing themselves right around the other girls shoulders.
“I can…fix that~” The demon giggled into Katherine’s ear, just as Ritter slid into the table next to them.
How does one punish a golem? Really, Katherine was at a loss of words considering what was even going on with the golem but more than that. . . This cheeky demon. Hugging her as it were. She already had a chance to let herself be and back away. What to do now? The Puppeteer's first thought was also a command to those connected to her rings. The dolls escaped their prison inside the rings an pointed an arm towards Lyssa as they stood on the ground.
"Be reasonable and release me." The small dolls' arms turned into spear as Katherine spoke. She cared little at the moment and would be glad to be rid of this demon, but she was a student she it was best to hold back now.
Chen laughed at the absurdity of the situation presented before him and wiped an imaginary tear from his eye.
"Lady, you need to calm down. You're acting like a hug is her trying to snap your neck and defile your corpse. There's no need to threaten her." He got up and moved towards one of the dolls,crouching to closely observe it.
"Aren't you a little old to be playing with dolls anyways?" Chen's smile widened, hoping to provoke her and make the ball a little more exciting.
Lyssa released Katherine, though her grin didn’t fade.
“Sorry~” The demon replied coyly.
“Am I being a bad little student? Do I need to be…punished?~” It was exceedingly clear where she was going with that line of thought. With a giggle, she took a few steps back. If she was really that against it, she wouldn’t bother her any more.
The golem was still laying on its back, no idea what to do in its current situation. Grinding could be heard coming from Ritter as it cocked its head left and right, thinking. It gazed at the ceiling, only its head moving.
Katherine felt a wave of relief flow through her body as the demon finally let go of her body. Touchy people like her were the second worst of all and she had to look between the two.
"Touch me like that again, and you will be. Harshly." The girl sighed as she finished. Really, she was just giving them a warning that hugging like that around the teachers was probably a bad idea, and that's how they react? The people of this school were the most peculiar were they not?
Then she turned to the boy, Chen.
"And I don't play with dolls. They are all my children. Close enough to children at least." The doll the boy was observing started lightly jumping up and down excitedly.
"I just figured the dead needed a nice little body to inhabit, so I gave them a nice little home." Finally, she turned her gaze to the Golem and the broken table. Really, what were they to do about that? Luckily, a server came over to inform all at what was a table that they were working on getting a replacement over as soon as possible.
Lyssa giggled. She had half a mind to touch her again just to see what would happen, but it would likely lead to something not so fun. So the demon backed off, returning to her seat and grabbing a glass of wine from a server. This was…her second glass or something? Eh, whatever. She wasn’t drunk so it was fine, totally~
It was then Livia and Iravis returned. The headmistress looked at the golem, then to Katherine, then to Lyssa and Chen. She didn’t really have a problem with the students being at the table. Wasn’t all that odd, really, since some students took the time to converse with a teacher every now and then about something.
But the golem had practically destroyed one of the tables.
“Katherine. I see things have gotten…a little out of hand. Do you know whose Golem this is?”Katherine looked slightly red. Livia probably didn't see the puppeteer's issues with the students, but the golem. . .
"I've no idea, Headmistress. While I was dealing with these two," She looked over to Chen and Lyssa with a slightly ire filled visage,
"It slid into the table. I sadly, could not stop him from crashing. My apologies."It was at this point that Chen finally decided to interject. Revenge against the young Zauberbuch would be sweet, oh so sweet.
"I would just like to say, the golem belongs to a young Magierprinz Swen Runvall Von Zauberbuch. I think that was his name anyways. I did warn him earlier about controlling his golem." Chen tattled with a smile as he looked at the golem.
"But that's none of my business really. Just thought I would inform you." With that being said, he Claimed a glass of sweet tea and sipped it loudly, all the while with a shit eating grin on his face.
“Is that so?” Livia replied with a hum, in response to Chen.
“Thank you, my precious little student. Help yourself to whatever you wish here. I shall deal with him myself.” Livia looked towards Katherine.
“If you wouldn’t mind Katherine dear, continue to keep watch.” With that, Livia left the table and headed off towards Swen.
After that drama had been dealt with, Iravis walked up to Lyssa with a smile,
"Does my servant wish to move across the floor again?" Like Livia had instructed, she was going to collect her date and get out of there as soon as possible. Bothering the headmistress was fine. Making her truely irritated was not, especially since she just promised a favor.
“Hey Iravis!~” Lyssa giggled from her seat, just ever so slightly intoxicated. The demon stood, walking over to her date with a smile.
“Ehe, that was some pretty funny stuff you did out there! You actually kissed the headmistress! Planted one right on her. I’m kinda jealous~” Lyssa giggled. She probably shouldn’t be teasing her after what previously occurred, but well, drinking and good decision making did not go together.
Before she could answer the question, however, she was approached by a guy claiming to have two crazy demons after him.
Having busted into the ball room to hide among the crowd, Draél still felt quite nervous as he didn't know if they actually would go so far as to enter this party or try to snipe him from afar with a rifle... these Succubi got craftier and the mortal ways of fighting with rifles were very effective to say the least. However as he brushed through the crowd he noticed several weird dolls around that had magical attachments to them. He found this magic most curious over all the other magic in the room, even if it was a supple feast for him.
However he picked up one of the Dolls that sat nearby and held it in his hand for a few seconds it moved... revealing to indeed be enchanted with a soul trapped inside. It was most curious, however as Draéls eyes started to glow he could hear the doll screatch in his hand before it turned pale and were crushed in his fist. At first he thought it was one of Livia's tricks to spy on them... then he realized that the magic tasted different from the one all around the academy, not that it mattered at the moment.
He stopped by Iravis' side for a moment, she were quite close to the demon he intended to face at the given time and while he stood there he watched her. It was clear that she were no mage but a familiar as well, most curious as he caught her dance with and kiss the headmistress for some reason. Yet he ignored her approaching Lyssa,
"Excuse me... may I bother you for a dance?... I have two crazy demons after my head and I need a bit of a cover up... " he said as he gently reached for her hand.
“Ehe, crazy demons? Silly, the only crazy demon here is me!~” She giggled, before offering him a slightly apologetic smile.
“But uhm, sorry. I already have a date.”Chen glanced at Iravis and vaguely noted her calling Lyssa a servant and asking for a dance. He also noticed a nervous boy asking her for a dance as well. He was too absorbed in the satisfaction he had just gotten from his revenge to really care though.
"See ya around Lyssa." He mumbled half heartedly as he basked in his self percieved glory. God it felt good to get even. He then sipped at his sweet tea some more.
'I don't even like sweet tea.'Chen snapped out of it and decided to go watch the fireworks happen over with Zauberbuch and the headmistress. He got out of his chair, set the awful sweet tea down, and watched as the fireworks began.
Draél was glad of the succubus' response, for a moment he was worried she would accept it. It meant she was safe at least for the moment and he had to make sure
"Ah Good, I try not to loose my head over there then" he said as he moved out of her way to the feast table.
With the two boys and headmistress leaving the area, the goddess looked towards her servant. The hellion remained loyal. Katherine was the only other person there, but she seemed formal. Well, and the golem on the ground. The Phoenix did wonder what that was about.
"The headmistress is indeed a good dancer, but to be envious of her is excessive. The floor is calling for me again, so will you attend?" A hand was offered, indicating that Lyssa should lead. It would be interesting to see her skills.
“Ehe, of course I will!~” Lyssa replied sounding a bit surprised.
“I also, may be just slightly…drunk~” She continued with a grin, taking Iravis’ hand.
“So, uh, if I start stepping on toes feel free to toss me.”With that, the demon led Iravis back onto the dance floor. She was a bit unused to leading, but she would try her best at least. She started the dance well enough, so that was probably good.
Katherine, well, a lot happened. Luckily, not saying much made everyone go away. Well, just about everyone. The golem was still there after all. With a sigh, she made her decision to summon her dolls and strengthened them to help the thing up. It was animated rocks, so it was still heavy. . . But still, somehow, they helped the thing up.
"I'd suggest not breaking anything else, else your master suffers more for it." A friendly warning from a not-so-friendly Disciplinarian.
Still, the dance has (mostly) gone smooth. Small hiccups here and there were to be expect. . . Like apparently a student kissing the headmistress. Definitely something to ask the woman later, but. . .
"What's that?" Something was moving toward her,
"Is that. . . #17?" A doll was dashing as fast as its legs could towards Katherine, waving it's arms. Distressed. It grabbed ahold of the girl's dress and tugged to get her to follow. So she did. It lead to where a bunch of students were congregated around. . . Something.
Xaltwind,
CitrusArms,
datadogie,
TruthHurts,
Yankee,
Renose,
BabyKaiju,
Double,
Crusader Lord,
Savo
