New Improved Unsustainability

"What a pretty little thing you are, human."

Sakuya had been working when a chill up her spine caused her stall. Her breathing slows, and she shifts her eyes towards the shadows, imagining Miccucia just around the corner.

Her hand slowly hovers over where she keeps her knives underneath her dress. The feeling of unease, like the eyes of a predator on her, she has only one doubt in her mind that Micuccia isn't watching her right now, and it's that the stabbing feeling in her gut is absent.

She looks around slowly, then her eyes spot movement within the shadows. Red glowing eyes appear from within the darkness, but they neither belong to her mistress nor her teacher. No, this is something different.

"Guten Abend, meine Liebe." Definitely a vampire, Sakuya.

once again I ask of your help, I hate this but I won't have enough to cover bills and other necessary expenses (groceries, pet food). I need at anywhere between $100 to $200 by the june 9th. I am sorry for being in this constant mess.

The truth is that, Shiraz has no idea what Merlot is doing here. She knows that she's getting caught up in a lie, but she'll make her best one based on what she knows about Merlot's work. She clears her throat and starts her answer,

"You don't say? To think they not only spilled wine from missing their mouth, but actually tripping on their shoelaces? That's too rich." Merlot bought the story hook, line, and sinker.

"Look." She leans in close to Shiraz's ear. "I've found who it is we're here for. I'm certain it's him." Eyes looking at a blond man in a white suit. The company front's CFO chatting it up with a pair of identical twins. They were the viscountesses from another clan. Theirs were rivals to Edina's in the past, but now have a weak alliance out of sheer necessity.

It was obvious that the man was looking to betray Edina by selling the information to the rival clan believing it would secure him power under them and in turn elevate them above Edina. Vampire court politics are so cliché.

"Hmm, not really. I haven't been super hungry lately, my normal lunch has been enough." Her very ability to want for herself is almost like it's been snipped away.

"But... Miss Melinda, was it? If you're not going to punish me, shouldn't you send me back to class now? If you don't the both of us will get in trouble with the teacher." Very matter of fact, almost robotic. Not because she wants to go back to class, but because that is what she is supposed to do.

"No, you haven't done anything wrong/perpetrated any misdeeds. You are [limited by rule] free to go. My office/department is always open/available to [you] should you require/warrant [my services]."

With that, Melinda walked Nise to her office door. A hand platonically set on her shoulder to guide the student out into the hall. Said hand however briefly holds Nise for a moment.