<div class="floatright">(http://fc01.deviantart.net/fs44/f/2009/065/7/7/Dark_Elf_by_nJoo.jpg)</div><strong>Alonia Duskryn</strong><br/><br/>A single word escaped Alonia's mouth, a mixture of incredulity and contempt so deep that it shocked herself that one of Lolth's chosen, much less a female of their race, could be so... "<em>Weak</em>..." Was all that brash talk just that, talk? If Alonia knew what a dog was, and how a beaten one acted, she would have equated EtheIzz'Min to that, but without a reference she was unable to think of an example for the other girl's behavior. A tough front, but when push came to shove the other drow girl had caved in entirely, attempting to resort to reasoning with her rather than take the pure approach that was worthy of the drow and either prove her strength or attempt to regain control by making veiled threats and carrying through with them.<br/><br/>Suddenly a candle lit up in Alonia's brain. Ooooh. This was the lesser drow's way of relinquishing any and all control to the stronger of the two, herself, while trying not to lose face! A wicked smile appeared on Alonia's face as she leaned towards EtheIzz'Min and raised a hand to place a finger beneath the other girl's chin, bringing her eyes up to her own. "I see... I see," she said almost in stitches on the inside. What a weak, pitiful creature. At least she knew her place, and would put up little resistance. The hand removed itself after she studied the other girl and the smile grew wider. "You want me to protect you from all the big scary boys, is that right? Fine," she answered her own question, making up her mind. "You will serve me then, and follow what I say without question. In return, I will make sure to give the boys a thrashing on your behalf. If you stop doing so or I get even a hint of betrayal out of you," her voice became serious, and her crimson eyes almost flashed in anticipation of even that eventuality, "I will make entirely sure to destroy everything you hold dear--yourself, your family, and everything else I think you might value. Understand?" she asked the question not expecting a reply, but injecting more force into the question than was necessary to drive the point in--that the other girl was inferiority to her own prowess.<br/><br/>Without waiting for a reply, she turned back towards the Matron Mistress. "Matron Mistress, thank you for the... gifts," she said, the smug smile appearing once more. "I am certain they will be put to good use, and that the Spider Queen will be overjoyed with the work we will do in Her name. Was there anything else you wanted to talk to us about?" she asked, wondering what task the others in the class had been given during their absence.