And....
Caught, mid air. By the throat. A long, extended arm holding her high.
"Brash, predictable. Was there a plan, here? Or are you a glutton for punishment?"
ʙɪsᴀ
"Say less."
Instantly jumping the other, jaws agape.
Madeline Gevaudan
"You know what?
Yes. Show me what you can do."
ʙɪsᴀ
"...I also maim bettair zhan zhem.
VANNA SEE?"
Madeline Gevaudan
"Hm.
You sure do whine better than them."
ʙɪsᴀ
"I can do evairythzing your men can do but bettair!"
Madeline Gevaudan
"Mhm..."
She spoke calm, clearly unbothered by the others impatience.
"You will need to slow down, and explain to me.... WHY should I just hire some random lady?"
ʙɪsᴀ
Huffing, the stranger pulled down her mask.
"Zhere. Bettair?"
Her claws were impatiently clicking onto the desk.
Madeline Gevaudan
A calm glance is given, as she stared at the stranger. Slowly lifting, pointing toward her face.
"Your... Mask, dear. I cannot understand you, through your mask."
ʙɪsᴀ
Barging into @sealingsouls.bsky.social's office, smaking her hands down on her desk.
"I need money.
'ire moi.
I 'eard you pay vell!"
