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[SOLDIER First]

"That's not what some of her friends would say~.."
for fuCK'S SAKE

[IamanElfCollaborator]

Daphne nods.
"I see."
She then proceeds to slap Mrs Martin.
"Je deteste les gens stupide. I have no patience for fools who dare deny their own children.

My daughter talked to me about your blood daughter, Selina, and I see no reason to despise her. Neither should you. I have little patience for such hatred. Please, if it so inconveniences you, leave. Ce n'est pas une probleme!

I don't understand why you hate her so. If I did not have already three daughters, mon chere fils, I would take her in.

D'accord, pourquoi?"

With that, Daphne continues muttering to herself in Loirean, the language she had been lapsing into and walks off. Achille just glares at the Martins before nodding to Medea and walking off to comfort his wife.

[RangerCado]

Before Daphne could walk away, Mrs. Martin slapped her and demanded proper treatment and to be teleported back home or so help them they would sue!!!

[SOLDIER First]

Inside Lyle's mind, all is quiet.


The wind blows.



Not a single sound is heard, save for a collective OOOOOHHH SHIIIT

[IamanElfCollaborator]

At this point, Achille walks in, and all three Alcris sisters glare down at the Martins; Hecate's fist starts vibrating, Medea's hand is holding a gravity well, and Circe actually looks pissed.


The silver-haired man simply looks serene as he proceeds to chew both of them out.
"I happen to be an attorney myself, Mrs and Mr Martin. A very good attorney.

And I dare you to sue. I will have you brought up for neglect, assault, slandering your own daughter, and potential abuse. If you DARE touch my wife again, I will sue you for every little damn penny you're worth.

Magic or no magic, you're going down for that. Ce n'est pas une problem pour moi."

[SOLDIER First]

OOOHHH SHIIIT

[RangerCado]

Mrs. Martin promptly bursts into flames and glares at them with red eyes, her clothes still intact.

Mr. Martin becomes encased in metal and stands there coldly, iterating that they wished to be sent home, immediately, via teleport. NOW.

[Xantalos]

Who're the vaguely whiny people who don't have a daughter?

[OREOSOME]

Nico calmly observes the situation.
"So.. They do have a child attending, and it's merely them just denying their child. How unfortunate."
He frowns at this, and yet, he remains calm.

"..."
Catherine also frowns a bit, not really sure what she should do.

[SOLDIER First]

Cue snarling cougar that could give a shit about fire or metal.

[RangerCado]

Selina is still hiding, actually close to tears right now.

Ari looks ready for a fight.

[Xantalos]

Okay seriously even I'm perplexed right now.

[IamanElfCollaborator]

Achille blinks, and a green haze seems to generate around his fingers. Before...

"Quite enough."
The Alcris sisters find their magic fizzling out into uselessness, as does Achille. Mr Martin turns back to flesh, and Mrs Martin is put out.

Madeleine is standing there, hand extended, and she isn't happy.
"Hecate, Circe, Medea, you are to return to your rooms. Immediately."
All three sisters don't bother arguing and leave.

The Metamagic teacher turns to the parents.
"You four, with me. We will discuss this in my office. I will not have a magical duel in MY Parents Evening."

[RangerCado]

The Martin's demand again they be teleported home, stubborn as ever.

[SOLDIER First]

"Just go with her, for Pete's sake!"

Everyone named Pete in the universe sneezes.