<strong>"Attempting to intimidate our superior probably isn't the wisest course of action, Miss Cecilia. Perhaps you should work on your patience . . or patriotism."</strong><br/><br/>The next to arrive was Misha, a young lady who was probably Cecilia's polar opposite. Where the swordswoman was strong and tough, Misha was delicate and fragile. She was dressed in simple robes at the moment, her long black hair flowing freely around her. For once she hadn't been working either, mainly because her clientele tended to be . . . certain specific types of people.<br/><br/>As a delicate and beautiful young lady, she was popular amongst the older males that just wanted to have someone gentle and young taking care of them. Of course, her submissive streak and delicate frame also made her popular with the dominant types, and the rougher sorts.<br/><br/>Misha gathered up her robes at sat down at a chair, smiling lightly at Cecilia. Really, her poking at Cecilia would normally be suicidal . .  if it wasn't for the fact that Misha could summon swarms of fantastical beasts and monsters to defend her, at a moment's notice. It was practically cheating!