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>I, Subdue Velvet, Lady Contingency.
Employee I quickly rushes over to the containment cell with a serious expression, after putting on the fire-retardant suit. She's carrying a dustpan, broom, and plastic bag.
The velvet-clad anomaly's flames have turned a nice, bright <span class="mu-r">blue.</span>
ANOMALY: Something is off, I know it. I know that faceless one was ly-
I: ATTENTION!
Employee I grips a turned off stun baton in her right hand, occasionally slapping it against her left.
I: It's time to teach you a lesson. I don't want to hear any backtalk until you can act as a proper lady.
ANOMALY: Why you...why you.
The anomaly begins to stand up, the blue flames slowly growing a darker shade.
Employee I powers on the baton and points it towards the anomaly. Sweat runs down her forehead.
I: I wouldn't if I was you. Sit down. Do you want to disrespect the host <span class="mu-i">generously</span> treating you as a guest?
<span class="mu-i">Listen here, wench. Just look pretty. You don't gotta do anything else.</span>
<span class="mu-i">Can your dirt-brain understand that?</span>
The flames flicker for a moment before slowly turning white. The anomaly sits back down.
ANOMALY: I. I apologize. Please continue.
I: Right. There's your first issue. You need to control your temper.
I: There's no point yelling and screaming over every little thing. Look at your cell!
The anomaly slowly swerves its head around the scorched mess of a cell around her.
ANOMALY: That. That was always there. One of the servants will clean it, I am sure of it.
ANOMALY: Delegating the task, yes. That is how it is done.
I: Or, perhaps, you can clean up after yourself for once.
I: Do you expect people to do everything for you while you sit around and do nothing?
ANOMALY: That is not...befitting of a lady. I. I don't.
<span class="mu-i">If I go with you, I don't have to break my back anymore?</span>
I: You don't what? Want to do it? Tough shit.
I: You have to pull your weight too. Staying here is a privilege, not a right.
<span class="mu-g">The flames are now turning a dull shade of orange.</span>
Employee I lets out a deep breath, pleased at the sudden drop in temperature.
The burnt corpse underneath is now easy to make out. A resigned look rests on the charred face.
ANOMALY: You're. You're right, a proper lady must take care of herself.
ANOMALY: I am sorry. The last visitors were...quite unusual and unsightly.
Employee I grips the handle of her baton tighter.
I: Again, suck it up. Here.
Employee I tosses over the cleaning supplies towards the anomaly.
I: Clean up after yourself. If you do a good enough job, maybe we'll reward you. If not, we'll see if we have to teach more...
I: Strict lessons. Do I make myself clear?
<span class="mu-i">Pick up the slack! We need this place cleaned by sundown! As the lady of this estate, I command you-</span>
ANOMALY: Yes, miss.
I: Good. Don't disappoint me.
The anomaly picks up the broom and begins sweeping away at the floor.
Employee I exits the cell after watching her for a few moments.
