#⥽A Dearest Friend For Whom The Mountain Bows⥼ Maggie || Mcuntainbcrn

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"Ouch, you wound me, and here I thought to bring you some strawberry and lemon meringues" a shrug "fine I see when I'm not wanted" a dramatic sniffle follows as she turns to leave

“Go lurk creepily somewhere else, you embodiment of a windowless van.”

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⋠⋇⋡ @mcuntainbcrn​ Asks:  The girl stared up at the owl demon, the fretful expression previously worn melting to one of pure childlike wonder, “.. jou’re so pretty - like out of vun of my stories.”

Well this was an unexpected turn of events,  if she ever did see one, sure she had heard of and read about people and objects having the ability to revert the age someone or something, but never had she seen it. The researcher side of her brain couldn’t help but salivate at the prospect, yet that part was quickly silenced. There was no way in the 9 circles she would run tests on her friend who was now a child and considering it seemed to Octavia that with the change of age her friend had experienced, it seemed to have wiped all her memories of her adult self, the owl didn't want to terrify the poor thing.

A kind smile made its way onto her features of the demoness as she made her way to the ground, trying to get close to the same level as the young thing, she had to admit her friend as a child was an absolute cutie she just wanted to pick up the tiny Maggie and preen her “well hello there, sweetheart, I'm honored you would consider me pretty” a soft coo escaped Octavia followed by a gentle chuckle “Though I would argue that you’re prettier than me, I’m Octavia, but please call me Via! What’s your name dear?”

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"Miss Via? Are jou alright? Jou're making a really scary face."

“Perfectly fine, meine kleine Eule, just some people getting under my skin is all.” a short pause, soon followed by a soft chuckle as usually deadly talons gently ruffled the younger girls head 

“Would you like to come see my garden? I’m sure there are species you’ve never seen before, we can even have some cakes and your drink of choice under the gazebo, how does that sound?”

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⋠⋇⋡ @mcuntainbcrn​ Asks:  She had become fairly numb to most of the goings-on in Hell, but being brought to a literal castle by the demoness did make an eyebrow raise; it made sense, given her father's apparent status, but still. It was only after the doors were shut to the outside world that small pale hands emerged from within the swathes of fabric to uncover her dirtied face and hair, bushy.. uncontrollable, tangled and matted with old blood and viscera, "Thank you for the invitation, Miss."

The demoness observed as her guest begin to take off the rags she had called a good, only for the avian to gasp in utter horror at the disheveled state of the human. How unsanitary! This just won't do. Not one bit.

With a snap a gaggle of maids appear next to the demoness as if summoned out of the blue, their forms very avian-like in nature, yet mixed with some other animal. They stood at attention awaiting orders. Giving a sigh as pink eyes once again observed the girl, this was going to take a lot of work.

"Miss, I can understand the need to look like this, to keep yourself disguised and all of that so that demons would be less apt to notice you" Octavia began "however, now that you are under my family's and I's care you are to be presentable, and as with your current state, this simply won't do. Also please call me either Octavia or Via"

Slender arms stretched out gesturing to the maids "That being said, these lovely maid's, constructs made by father and myself will be in charge of getting you all tidied up and presentable. After being suitably cleaned and washed, you'll have an assortment of outfits, with varying styles for you to pick from."

There was a pause "You don't take me for the formal wear type of gal, am I correct? Anyways-” the bird clapped her hands together and the maids promptly swarmed around the girl, not touching her, but rather herding her away to work their magic “I will be in the sitting room once you are presentable!”