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The maid nods, "Alright, I will have that for you shortly sir..."


 * with Harley

In flurry of movement Harley suddenly finds her vision blocked by the dress she just mocked while at the same time she gets kicked in several places and sent flying across the room. As soon as she gets her bearings again she finds several kunai, shurikens, and throwing needles lodging themselves in the wall around her.

Despite having just happened in front of her face, Harley couldn't tell who had hit her, whether it was Sophia, Sura, or one of the other maids bustling around the room.

Sophia growls angrily, a deep bestial sound inspite of her elegant appearance, "Do not make light of us so easily dog. Our order is the foremost in counter-espionage, counter-assassination, home defense and covert body guards. You will find that these frilly dresses are not only built for our ease if movement but also house more tools, weapons, and built in armor than your inexperienced little mind would imagine possible."

Sura remains stoic, "We also allow for variation within the uniform. Something we will have to discuss with you."