Anna
*The neko put a hand to his face, shaking it gently. She really was an idiot. Fortunately, the bird had arrived with some semblance of a brain.*

"Since she's too dumb to realize... You, bird. Do you remember the last time we met? When you two stole from me, and I so graciously gave you the chance to pay me back without any blood? Yeah, I gave you food and a room, on the condition to pay me back. And what did you do?" 

*Horace leans forward to impose his size on the girl, placing both hands on the table. He watches as she levitates some potatoes to her mouth, waiting until one got close to her mouth. Then, his hand shoots up before she gets a taste, sending her face into the wooden counter top.*

"I'll *Remind* You anyway. You ran off halfway through, spat on my generosity, and have the *GALL* To show your face here again. And it just breaks my little heart to do this, but I made a promise if you did run away. Tell me bird, do you remember what I said I'd do?"
Teresa
G-"I do. And that was an accident."

*Cuo just looks away like a dog that had done something wrong, leaning over to try and take a bite of a fry. Instead, she tastes the countertop, her nose being the first to come into contact and breaking. Her head bounced off the wood and back up, her eyes now glassy and dazed. The mage's broken nose began to drip blood onto her dark tunic, staining it a black red.*

G-"If I remember correctly, you said you'd break her arm."

*The bird didn't seem to care much about Cuo getting her face smashed in.*
Anna
"Look! You got blood on my counter, that I work all day and night to keep perfectly clean!" 

*Not that the counter itself was particularly clean. Horace was just making a show out of the beating. After all, word got around that his little dishwasher ran off on him, so he had to save face at the expense of Cuo's.*

"Yeah, that does sound about right. Now that I think about it though, if I break your arm you can't wash my dishes anymore..."

*Horace pauses in thought about her punishment, as if he were deciding on dinner.*
"Say, bird, you're pretty smart. What should I do that won't inconvenience me later?"
Teresa
"Ah-I-I'm sorry-"

*Cuo tried to use her arm to stifle the bleeding while she used her sleeve to try and clean it up. Her mind was still fuzzy from the shock of being slammed into the table, but she knew that she had to apologize.*

"Y-you're actually going to-"

G-"It won't inconvenience her. She learned a new trick that can help it. If you don't want that though, some body punches should do it."
Anna
"Sorry? You're*Sorry*? No, that simply won't be enough now."
*Horace smirked, and briefly glanced passed Cuo at the crowd. Lovers of violence, perverts, and scoundrels, among them his underlings. They must think he was serious too, enough to believe it without seeing it. Perfect.*

"Beat you to a bloody pulp? Yeah, that sounds about right."
*Horace watched as Cuo desperately tried to stop and clean the blood at the same time. He glances idly at the bird, tilting his head.*

"New trick? Not sure what that means..."

"In any case, I'm not one for dirtying my own floors." 
*Horace suddenly reached forward again, grabbing Cuo by the collar. He drags her off her seat and over the counter, yanking her along towards the backroom.*
"We'll have an easier clean in there."
Teresa
"W-wait, stop-!"

*Cuo doesn't resist as she's dragged and pulled into the backroom, just trying to make sure her blood didn't fall onto the floor. Not because she was polite, but because she didn't want her punishment to be worse than it was already going to be.*

"P-please make it fast, mister-"

*It seems that she wasn't resisting either.*
Anna
"Fast? As if! You need to learn the excruciating pain of your betrayal!" 
*The Neko seems to shout for good measure, tossing Cuo into the room and closing the door behind him.*

*From there, he seems to completely forget Cuo, walking passed her to a collection of towels. He tosses one at her, and then moved to a collection of flour bags.*

"Alright girl. If you want to save your shitty arm, I need you to scream as if I stuck a knife in you and kept twisting. Do it unless you want some practical experience..!" 
*He commands Cuo in a hushed voice.*
Teresa
*Cuo curled up in a ball, shut her eyes, and tried to cover her face, only to find a towel landing on her. She tenatively opened her eyes, and saw Horace standing near a bunch of flour. Her voice was quiet enough so that it wouldn't get out of the room.*

"H-huh? Wait, you're not going to beat me up?"

*Garuda would proceed to whisper in her head.*

G-*"He just wants you to act as if your arm is being broken. Just scream out loud."*

*All of a sudden, a massive pain flared up in Cuo's stomach, like she was being shot. She screamed out loud, beginning to writhe around in agony. To Horace, it would look like an incredibly convincing performance.*
Anna
*The Neko raised an eyebrow at Cuo's sudden eagerness to preform. He expected some kind of confusion... But he shouldn't complain, moving to add his vocals to the chorus of torture.*

"Scream louder little thief! Take this!" 
*He says, punching the bag of flour to simulate a body blow. This going on for the next 15 or so minutes.*

"Haha! There, you look much better covered in your own blood. But I think that's just barely enough." 

*He dusts his hands off from the flour, glancing at the door and stepping over to Cuo. He squats down to her height, whispering to her.*
"Good scream... Sorry about the uh, nose and all that-"