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As Polina continued to watch the scale demon’s behavior, she resolved that she would have to work on her politeness and etiquette. Perhaps even take a personal hand in it, if Polina had to. She quite enjoyed making sweets for everyone, even if not all appreciated them –A certain pink-haired drill instructor came to mind—but if Elizstrasia intended to enjoy her treats, she was going to have to learn to politely ask for them or respond with a thank you when offered.

Treats would not be forthcoming otherwise.

Now wouldn’t that be a way to civilize a demon?

Polina continued along with the group to the various destinations on the tour, pitching in with some descriptions of each place when it seemed relevant to her. Soon enough, though, they all found themselves outside the maison’s tailor, although they were intercepted by the head maid before entering.

She shrugged at the exchange that followed, before adding, in that serious tone that she liked to use, “All in all, it wasn’t so bad. There weren’t any deaths, injuries, or blood oaths sworn today, so I believe Eliz is ready for her maid uniform.”

Location
Maison d’Violette
10.00hrs.

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“...I apologize on her behalf. Myrilla is…difficult to deal with.” Mariarca replied, adjusting her glasses slightly. “I’ll make sure to reprimand her later, but I do hope you understand most here are not like that.” A quick head turn towards Katherine. “I’ve heard tell of your wandering hands, too, Miss Lindall. I advise you to continuing showing such restraint or you might find yourself being tossed off another airship. Let us try to avoid that, shall we?
The headmaid sighed. “Regardless, I am glad to see you unharmed Eliz. If you ever have trouble with Myrilla or anyone, please inform me. It is partly my job to make sure every one of you behave and gets along relatively decently.”

“Hehe, well, if there is no other need for me, I’ll leave them in your care, Mariarca.” Viatrix bowed. “I must see to a few chores before the debriefing. I think I’ll be joining the recruits in the field in the next operation. Ta-ta~” Viatrix would pass by Eliz, giving the demon a friendly, if somewhat irreverent pat on the head as she’d walk by, disappearing further down the hallway.

“Pleasant day, Viatrix.” Mari nodded. “And yes, lets avoid blood oaths and swearing vengeance and the like. Now then…” Turning to the door, Mariarca would knock three times. There was the sound of something moving behind the door, something scraping across the floor as something heavy was dragged across it.

The door, then quietly opened.

A somewhat gloomy looking blue haired maid with an eyepatch covering her right eye and a handful of bandages covering her face and fingers would peer out of the barely open doorway.

“Tiki, we need an emergency fitting and a dress.”

The blue haired maid didn’t respond, merely staring hollowlly at the Maids, before her eyes fell on Eliz. A subtle narrowing of her eyes followed as she’d open the door.

“...come in.” A quiet, soft, almost inaudible voice that seemed like it was both extremely tired and really didn’t want to do whatever it was it was about to do. The interior of the room was vastly different then the rest of the Maison. A somewhat dark lit interior, lacking any windows or many sources of light. Dozens and dozens of looms for cloth weaving were scattered in haphazard manners across the entirety of the room. Loose threads and half finished garments littered the floor, hanging from various parts in the room as well and some even somehow hanging from the rafters.

Whatever had been heard being moved though, couldn't be spotted.

“...the rooms a mess. Didn’t clean. Haven’t cleaned. Should. Fitting room is over there. I’ll be there shortly.” The bit of emotion that was in Tiki’s voice earlier was now replaced with a monotone, dispassionate one as she’d direct them to a door. Inside the door was a much cleaner, and much more well lit area that seemed more suitable to guests. “Feel free to start if you want to finish faster. Please do.”

To Tiki’s credit though, many, many well made maid uniforms of all sizes were hanging pristine and finished on racks inside the room. Everything one would need for fitting, sewing, and making adjustments were also easily within reach.

“With your permission then, we will do the fitting. I understand you’re quite busy, Tiki.” Mariarca nodded. “Eliz, undress.”

Elizstrazia didn't know very much about sewing at all.

But when she saw that the maid in charge of making the outfits had so many bandages, she wondered if she had a habit of storing the needles on her own body. Didn't Viatrix know how to fix things like that? Pride in your own appearance and wellbeing was important, so why would you just let bandages cover it up instead of doing something about it?!

Undress?

"Hehehe..."

It began as a low chuckle, but soon it swelled, the scale demon's hands on her hips.

"WAHAHAHA! Behold, true beauty!"

There was zero hesitation. Why should she hesitate in the least? There was not a single part of her body she lacked pride in.

And so, in a single motion, the petite demon whipped off her dress. It quickly became apparent that the flimsy, light garment had been the only thing she was wearing at all.

While there was a very faint color to her cheeks, any hint of minding being exposed among strangers at all was practically nonexistent compared to the overpowering swell of a scale demon's pride. It simply wasn't in their nature to be bothered by bearing it all.

Her body was small, and slim, and lacking any real signs of any maturity or growth in the slightest. And yet, Elizstrazia behaved as if she had just revealed the figure of the loveliest and most beautiful woman in the world to the maids.

It was simply a testimony to how she felt about herself.

"Well? What do you think?"

The smug smile on Elizstrazia's lips was practically oozing with arrogance, her hands once again on her hips as her tail swished from side to side excitedly.

She was expecting praise, no doubt.

"Aren't I the most lovely thing you've ever laid eyes upon? Feel free to drop down and kiss my feet, and I won't mind if you swoon!"

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Katherine followed along after Tiki graciously allowed them in the room where she did all of her work. It was a nice enough place, for a cluttered sewing workplace where it felt like something skulked the rafters. Katherine kept her mouth shut for the most part though. She didn't have much to add to the conversation until Mariarca said the magic words. "Eliz, undress."

Not that she was bothered, but how straight the head maid said it was unexpect. Katherine looked toward Eliz, though, knowing what kind of demon Eliz was suppose to be... Well, the reaction was expected. She proudly showed off her assets and Katherine just watched for some short seconds before turning toward Tiki. She considered what was mentioned earlier. This maid had a great desire for coffee? Well, there were probably some places in this maison to find it and it's not like she had never made it before. Perhaps she could use it to her advantage later. For now she'd be ready to create mischief. "Well now, the hard part is taking measurements. Well, if Eliz is too proud to let her measurements be taken at least."

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Lucrecia bow politely at Tiki's introduction. She followed along with the others into the next room, but was rather taken aback by what she saw promptly after. The "fitting" room was an utter mess, for lack of a better word. Sewing materials and looms of half-finished cloth littered the floor at almost every given turn. Threads of yarn laid messily in droves everywhere; This in addition to the interior having little light and lack of any windows gave it a dungeon-like feel that gave it a gloomy mood. She supposed that because this was a fitting room, she could understand the lack of windows, but the pigsty display was seriously kicking Lucrecia's OCD into overdrive. She had half a mind to start tidying up the room at that very moment. That would have to wait, as Tiki stated they could begin fitting Eliz for her new maid dress, with Mariarca directing the demon girl to undress.

Eliz, herself, gleamed at the directive. Befitting her species, she proudly ripped off her current garments and paraded her naked body on display. She fully expected for everyone in the room to swoon and marvel at all of her assets. However, Lucrecia simply stared at her with a blank expression.

"Love, I'm afraid that no one is here to ogle you. Well, at least I'm not..." Lucrecia couldn't speak on the tastes of her fellow operatives. She then cleared her throat, and pulled out a tape measure she apparently had stored on her person for this occasion. "Now, hold still while I take your measurements."

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Polina recalled meeting Tiki when she had first settled into the Maison, and like everyone else, was fitted for a maid uniform in the style of the Violet Garden. She’d gotten a few uniforms of top quality from the seamstress and tailor, but the last time she had met her was her first day here. Reclusive, indeed. Her eyes roamed about the room as she entered, taking in the mess…

“I don’t think you’ve made any progress on cleaning since the last time I was here,” the Farisian maid commented, a minor tone of disapproval in her voice. A fellow maid should always have tidiness as a top priority, after all. Tiki was no exception.
She decided not to make a big deal of it though, as they were here for something else.

Elizstrazia seemed to be making a farce of undressing, not that she had much to take off. This was the first time Polina had seen a scale demon’s pride up close and… it was more insufferable than she realized. That wasn’t to say she didn’t appreciate what she saw, though. She batted for both teams, after all.

She suspected it would be far mor difficult to get a uniform on her than getting her to walk around naked. Perhaps there was merit in considering that idea, but for now… she got into position to stop a potentially writhing scale demon from squirming out of a measurement.

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“...but I know…where everything is.” Tiki replied bluntly to Polina. “Clutter is…nice. The Maison is otherwise too neat-” Tiki’s sentence was cut off as she’d visibly grimace as Eliz would proudly declare her apparent love for exhibitionism. The seamstress frowned, walked over…and promptly bapped Eliz on the top of her head with her knuckles.

“Silence. I don’t care about your useless body and grating voice.” The Seamstress gave Eliz a dispassionate, frigid glare.

“I would advise you to at least keep it down, Eliz.” Mariarca nodded. “Tiki can be rather…difficult and you wouldn’t want to wear an ill-fitting uniform.”

“Anything particular for the uniform?”

“Considering her nature as a scale demon it likely should have more of an emphasis on magical deflection then a balance of physical and magical.”

“...tiring. Understood…” Tiki walked off before Eliz could rebuff her, heading into the back of the room and grabbing long strips of cloth to make the dress with.

"So, demon-butt, how does it feel finally getting your own maid uniform and becoming one of us?" Katherine asked the demon with a kind smile belying her chaotic intentions underneath. "It feels a small bit odd having a demon becoming a demon hunting maid though. Probably not the weirdest thing ever though, I suppose." The cat mentioned, smiling, considering her future plans of teasing the demon without losing a limb or two. Well, they could probably be reattached... Hopefully. "I'm sure you'll do fine." For now, Katherine made herself comfortable standing, trying to not step on anything or anyone accidently.

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“That may be so, but presentation is everything,” Polina chided, unable to help herself from getting the last word in in this regard. She knew from experience that there was a golden zone between cluttered and uncannily clean, a living space that was presentable yet still looked lived in. The Farisian maid felt that the Maison just about had that look, although Tiki’s room obviously did not count in her eyes.

Seeing that nobody else was making a move to actually measure her, she fetched a tailor’s measuring tape that Tiki had lying around in her cluttered mess, she unrolled the instrument and approached Eliz, ignoring the current byplay between the cranky tailor and her loud guest.

Polina gave the demon maid to be a firm command and warning. “Hold still.”

Wrapping the tape around her bust, she began to take her measurements. Now how would the demon react…?

Expecting praise and adoration for the beauty of her figure, Elizstrazia was completely taken off-guard when she was suddenly clonked over the head.

She didn't feel particularly much of anything, but she was completely stunned. How could anyone ever respond to her like that after she so generously allowed them to look upon her body? She thought these maids were at least somewhat better then... those people.

And yet the tailor maid didn't seem moved at all. In fact, she seemed annoyed!

The only reason that Elizstrazia didn't decide to get her a bit of a bite was the words of the other maid.

Still, the Scale Demon was almost growling(not that it sounded particularly intimidating on its own), clenching her sharp teeth when she was approached by the other maids.

"Is it odd?" she questioned, tilting her head, "There's humans who hunt humans, aren't there? The humans who do things you don't like, they're hunted down, right? It's not like I care about any of the demons causing trouble for you people. Killing them is just like killing anything else."

When Polina approached to measure her bust, Elizstrazia puffed her chest out proudly.

"Extravagant, right?"

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Tiki didn’t immediately respond to the other maids, focusing on setting about her work. A large swath of cloth taken from her stores and laid upon a table. Thankfully she didn’t have to spin up the cloth from scratch. All she’d really need was the measurements and to inscribe some sigils into the uniform discreetly.

As her chest was measured though, Eliz would suddenly feel a hand reach out and grab her butt in a somewhat questionable manner.

“...I see. Small.” Tiki’s voice would then say, before quickly running her hands up the demons back. “...frailer physically then I’d have imagined.” The maid responded bluntly, though whatever she meant by that was possibly only known to Eliz herself as she’d head back towards the cloth she was working with.

“Yes, quite…a lovely bust.” Mariarca responded quickly in an attempt to distract the demon from Tiki. “Lets keep this professional ladies and keep anything else to your free time shall we?”

“...it was necessary.” Tiki responded bluntly as she’d start cutting cloth.

“I’m sure.”

The dressing and clothing process would continue between the maids. Tiki would periodically stop and take even more measurements, perhaps being a bit unnecessary even if she insisted otherwise. This would result in almost every single part of the demon being touched and measured in some manner. Her claws, her feet, talons, waist, stomach, not a single inch of her body would be left unmeasured.

Mariarca tried to keep things as peaceful as she could.

After about an hour, the entire process would be finished. Eliz would have been stuffed into a well made, well fitted maid dress. Light and breathed easily, and yet she could tell that magic had been woven into the fabric that would lessen the impact of any magical attack she might take.

“...done. Leave now.” Tiki taciturnly stated before leaving the dressing room and heading back into the dimly lit work area outside.

“Well, how does it feel Eliz? We should get going to see the Lady Fiore if there’s nothing else. Any question from either of you three before we get going? You may have done well on your first mission but you are still all new recruits.” Once they had finished whatever banter or requests they might have, Mari would bow and proceed to lead them towards the sitting room where Livia had requested their presence at.

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Polina looked unamused at Elizstrazia’s braggadocio. “It’s serviceable,” she replied, using the same dull, placid tone that the maid favored for moments like these. Inwardly, she was ready to chortle, and it took all her will to maintain the façade of composure that was her brand. “…As long as you let Tiki do her work.”

The Farisian maid took the rest of her basic measurements, but let the tailor-maid take care of the rest…

She watched back with that same placid face, even as she internally questioned her life choices as said maid continued to grope and feel up the new demon maid, all ostensibly for necessary measurements. Polina didn’t believe it, but she respected the hustle. Maybe there were some benefits to acting a little more unhinged, after all.

Nonetheless, it had taken some effort, but Eliz finally was stuffed into her tailor-maid tailor-made dress. Polina nodded in approval at the completed uniform.

She gave a serious answer this time, even if she crooked an eyebrow at Tiki’s swift exit. “You look proper.”

In response to Eliz's response, Katherine smirked. "Yes, but it's not often you seen a Demon joining a Demon Hunting group formed by non-demons. Wars aren't necessarily fought because of the hatred from man to man. Bounty hunters are in it for the money. But, who knows." The Firbolg mentioned as the fitting was finished up. It didn't take Tiki too long to finish up her craft since a lot of the fabric was ready as it were. "Well, you're looking like a cute proper maid now, Eliz." Katherine mentioned as they were collectively ushered out of the dressing room. She'd have to keep that in mind for later, but for now.

"Right, we're going to go talk to that impatient g-- I mean, kind and understanding Mistress of ours." Katherine corrected herself, clearing her throat. "I'm all ready to go. No questions here." Though she did have one thing to do. She took a small pacing around as they readied to go, finding herself pacing somewhere behind Eliz. With a motion, she swung her hand delivering what felt like the 3rd smacking of some poor sentient creature's rear end. It was not a rough slap of any sort. She didn't wish to start some horrid incident with the demon girl that had just finished fighting with one of the instructors.

After the slap was delivered, Katherine swiftly made some distance in case the demon decided to try and beat her within an inch of her life. "Now you're officially a maid here, Eliz~" Katherine teased, hoping not to be brutally torn apart by a demon in their own demon hunter's headquarters.

While her attitude towards Tiki could best be described as seething, at the very least Elizstrazia was not particularly resistant to being measured. Nor did she avoid being dressed, as she was quite certain that she would unquestionably be the most gorgeous and beautiful of all the maids in their full uniform and was as a result quite eager to demonstrate that fact.

"Serviceable?" she nearly snapped. Polina's comment on her chest... well, clearly she'd never seen something truly refined and beautiful before! Clearly her taste was awful, if that's what she thought of her wonderful and beautiful and perfect breasts! Clearly! There was no other possible explanation!

With a huff, the scale demon folded her arms, her tail swishing angrily from side to side.

"... Hmph. You just don't know quality when you see it," she added, looking away.

"... Anyway, humans kill humans all the time, so there isn't anything odd about a demon killing demons," Elizstrazia gestured idly with one clawed hand, "Anyway, now I'm sure you can all admire my new-"

That sharp impact.

It didn't hurt.

But she felt the maid's hand collide with her backside.

She never gave her permission she never said it was okay to touch she never said any of that and she just slapped her rear end like that she touched her and she touched her hard she didn't even think about it she just did it...!

Cheeks burning, the scale demon immediately spun on her heel.

"I-I-I'll give you a taste of your own medicine, you... you... you...!"

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Lucrecia had a neutral expression on her face as she, along with Polina, took Eliz's measurements. She, however, was hiding her frustration at the situation to maintain professionalism. She chuckle a bit at Eliz's reaction to having the word "serviceable" used to describe her by Polina. She was used to all demons being fearsome and hellish creatures. She thought they were all, well, demonic to say the least. She was careful not to get swiped by her scaly tail, which was now whipping around in a childish tantrum.

She then watched as the tailor Tiki worked her magic, seamlessly stitching together threads around her until it eventually started to resemble a maid uniform. Kat, being herself of course, subjected her antics onto the demon maid by giving her a firm slap on the rear end. Was that supposed to be a form of hazing or just her way of welcoming Eliz to the fold? Lucrecia mentally sighed, watching as Eliz was completely flustered by the whole ordeal, clearly not knowing what to do in this case. She would instead take some time to inspect Eliz's new outfit; she had to admit that the maid did good work. Should be expected as a member of the Mason after all.

"I understand your frustration, love." Said the accented maid. "Kat has a habit of doing that to everyone she meets, I suppose it's her way of saying hello. If you want to get her back, though, it will have to wait til later. I believe the Madonna has a place which we are to follow her to."

As Tiki had finished her role in this, she simply told everyone to leave as she exited the dressing room and headed back outside.

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Bonk

This time, a swift knuckle was delivered to the top of Katherine’s head from Mari, the head maid frowning intensely at the Firbolgs usual antics.

“Pardon for taking something from Tiki’s playbook, I know this is your usual hazing but please save it for until after business…or I will have to report this to her Ladyship once again and I doubt you want your punishment extended.” She adjusted her glasses. “As Lucrecia said, we must now be on our way. Lady Fiore has decided to entrust our next major operation to you all.”

Mariarca turned to leave.

Her heel however, decided it was a good idea to get caught on the edge of her slightly too long dress.

She stumbled forward, but without missing a single instance would quickly recover, merely adjusting her glasses and smoothly continuing as though nothing happened. Only a quick glance to make sure the other maids also saw nothing before continuing on her way. The tour over, being properly dressed, and now having a basic understanding of at least the general maid operations they were led to where lady Fiore was waiting.

As they filed in one by one, Lady fiore silently would look over all of them, quietly drinking a cup of tea prepared by her personal maid - Nynette who was eyeing all the maids with a bit of cold indifference. Mariarca would indicate that they should stand in a line near the door as Lyssa was the last one to shuffle in behind everyone else.

“...Good to see you’re adjusting well, Eliz. I’d ask if there were any problems but that can wait until after our discussion here.” Livia would begin, setting her teacup on the table in front of her. “And first, let me congratulate you all on a job well done. I realize that we did not complete all of our objectives such as finding why and how these demons showed up and we could not rescue the infiltration team, but you admirably saved the citizens and for that many people can rest easy and have their loved ones saved. We have another ground team doing some investigating along with the Oros Knights to try and determine the cause of all of this. Which means right now, we’re merely waiting for the results of this investigation to pursue this incident further. In the mean time, though, Mari?”

The head maid would flip through some files, pulling a newspaper and a written report of another team of Maids success in what seemed to be busting an underground smuggling and auction house that dealt in shady and demonic objects.

“Last night, a squad of maids raided an Underground Auction and smuggling ring.” Mariarca began speaking to the gathered maids as she’d finish passing out the reports.
“We managed to shut it down before most of the artifacts both holy and demonic were sold. We returned the holy items to the church and the demonic ones have been dealt with by us,” Flipping to another report on the page, Mariarca continued. “Except one, arguably the most dangerous item in the Auction. An Idol which was used to house a very dangerous demon hundreds of years ago. It was purchased by a one Lord Loeth Havershel who is like any fool who thinks they can handle demons-’

“Ahem.”

“...Y-you not withstanding my lady.” Mariarca quickly interjected. “He Has decided to hold a ball to show off his purchase. We’ll be moving to…reacquire it.”

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Lucrecia eyed Kat with a smirk after she got reprimanded by Mari. You'd think being thrown off of a dropship would be enough to discipline the firbolg maid, but Kat seemed to be in a class all her own...

While Mari led them out of the room, Lucrecia noted the way she almost clumsy stumbled on her dress, silently shaking her head as Mari tried to play it off as if nothing happened. She felt the head maid should have a bit more poise about her, although she'd keep that thought to herself. She supposed it should be commended that she can so naturally play off a given situation on the fly, flexibility was also important.

As they were all taken in front of Lady Fiore, Lucrecia followed in line and bowed to honor her generous employer. She listened intently as Fiore spoke on a couple of different topics, but the one that caught her attention the most was the mention of an underground auction. It seemed that while most of the illegal artifacts were recovered, a particularly threatening one was purchased by a noble. Loeth Havershel, was it? Lucrecia thought that she might have heard that name somewhere before... She showed a bit of ire as she thought about it, the idiocy of the man reminded her of that pig-roach Roksandic.

"Ahem, if I may speak." Lucrecia started after Mari finished her briefing. "Signora Fiore has already proven that she is leagues more intelligent that this Havershel buffoon." She said venomously. "This self-destructive imbecille needs to be dealt with swiftly, and I much look forward to the assignment!"

Fiore would likely take notice of the bile building up in Lucrecia's eyes. It was obvious that this assignment was personal.

"Owie!" Katherine complained as she was bonked on the head for bad behavior. "It's probably the same heavy-handed punishment either way." Katherine groaned as Mari threatened to tell the Mistress on her. That is, right before the very same maid almost tripped over herself, purchasing a small snicker from Katherine after she turned around again. After they were on their way again, she pulled a little close to Eliz smiling a small bit. "No hard feelings, I hope. Oh, and nice butt. Ten out of ten." The firbolg teased before heading along her way.

The meeting they made it to was about as expected. The next meeting was of course about the next mission they'd be sent on. Someone got their hands on a dangerous demon weapon it would seem. And holding a ball to show it off it would seem. Katherine's eyes lit up and she seemed to be day-dreaming a small bit. After Lucrecia finished her dangerous statement, she added her own point. "I too look forward to this! A ball! How glamourous! Let me join the ball in a pretty dress. I'm really good at fitting in with these types of people." She excitedly requested with stars in her eyes.

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Polina considered it a test of her wills to not react to Eliz’s very predictable response to her little comment, but somehow, she managed her trademark indifferent look. “If you are fishing for complements, I’m the wrong maid to give it,” she replied. Even if my opinions are different in private.

Seeing Kat approach, the Farisian maid decided discretion was the better part of valor and began to make her way to the briefing at Mariarca’s prompting. She knew a disaster when she saw one, though she made sure to keep the two maids in her periphery for her own amusement even as she cleared the zone of prospective violence. “Though, it is strange that you would be upset. I’d consider it a compliment from Kat,” she muttered under her breath, but loud enough for the involved parties to hear.

Regardless of the fallout, she soon found herself standing in line in front of a wall in the briefing room. Much of it was what Polina could expect, but what the mistress of the Maison had for them after the after-action report was far more interesting. Polina thought it was a bit curious that the man had acquired his item midway through the auction, in spite of being raided, but she supposed that was a moot point here.

They were to infiltrate a ball, then?

As a former noble of the Oros Empire, she had some limited exposure to them as a child, but under Giselle’s employ, she had helped plan and run more than one. She had also participated in her share of stomping on unruly nobles stepping out of line, so wasn’t this almost business as usual for her? That was, unless the demon broke out in the chaos or something. Surely that wouldn’t happen? Hmm.

Her lips curled up in a modest smile. “I am well equipped when it comes to handling a ball. Let Lord Havershel have a splendid evening.”

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“Your praise and eagerness is noted, Lucrecia.” Fiore nodded with a self assured smirk. “Though, do be warned such flattery will only get you so far.” The head of the estate would pass a now empty teacup to her maid, Nynnette quickly going about refilling it. “You, however Katherine I believe will be better suited towards another endeavor.”

“Oh dear, sorry I’m a bit late,” Viatrix would open the door, slowly walking into the sitting room with everyone else. “I had to teach Myrilla a quick lesson in not causing disturbances.”

“Your tardiness is noted.” Nynette narrowed her eyes at the nurse.

“My my, such hostility.”

“I’ve already filled you in on the details so your tardiness can be excused for the moment, Viatrix. Just don’t make a habit of it.” She’d take the teacup offered from Nynette. “Now as I was saying. The general operation plan for this is very simple. Polina, Lucrecia. One of you will be coming as my plus one. We will disguise you as a noble lady as…well, I suppose you can say as my date for the evening. Don’t read too much into it. I’ve merely determined that you both will be suitable for either squad here.” Livia turned her attention towards Eliz. “As for the other, you will be going as my bodyguard.”. Our goal will primarily be intelligence gathering. Find out where the relic is being held so squad two can infiltrate and steal it as well as possibly get dirt on anyone else attending. I have a reasonable expectation that anything on display will be a counterfeit.”

“Squad two will be led by me.” Viatrix interjected. “Katherine, Lyssa, and Eliz will be infiltrating the manor disguised as members of the maid staff. Our goal will be to find paper trails and to find out what sort of underworld connections this lord Havershel has. We have reason to believe he purchased this relic on the suggestion of someone else. I won’t be directly joining you. I’ll be…hmm, hehe, nearby making sure none of you get overly hurt.”

“I realize this isn’t likely the assignment you were expecting Eliz,” Livia sipped lightly on her tea. “But you must also learn to reasonably be able to blend in with normal maids. I understand demons can, on some level, disguise themselves as humans. Also no destroying or blowing anything up without Viatrix express permission, hm? If there's anything else you need to know about the operation ask away, otherwise Viatrix will be available until the ball.”