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It was early evening and, like clockwork, Carthusia, demoness of Pride and all things Long of Hair was out and about in the demon dorms, walking her partner in crime, Amethyst. She was the only one of her kind, much like her master, and was ten times more devious. Usually, she sat on Carry's shoulder and chittered sweet nothings in her ear. Now the crow fluttered a few feet in front of the demon as they made their rounds in the dorms. It was relatively quiet, somewhat peaceful and overall, unusual. The demons were likely in their dorms, plotting their next big takeover of sorts or something. Maybe doing homework? Carthusia didn't really care. Many of them never left their dorm rooms, so she hadn't met very many of her dorm mates.

That was about to change, however.

Picture this scene, if you will: Carthusia, with a train of hair, walked slowly amongst the halls and decorations of the ancient and stylish demon dorms, a purple crow out in front. She was unaware, oblivious, and a prime candidate for mishap, as she always was. The lighting was set, the stage ready and...

...action!

"Amethyst, don't go too far ahead now. You're one-of-a-kind. Irreplaceable! Someone else might snatch you up for their own, and then who would I have as a shoulder companion?" The crow chirped to her in response, sailing just a few feet in front of her, enjoying the wind. Suddenly, though, Amethyst squawked and dove for the nearest designated safe spot, as she spotted an incoming white missle on her radar and abandoned all hope for her master. Everyone for themselves!

Carthusia was too busy watching out for her bird rather than herself, for before she could say a word, a white blur came sailing into her. A blink later and she was on the ground in a pile of blonde, blonde and more blonde. Plus some wing, some towel and a whole lot of embarrassment. Carthusia sputtered and flailed for air, cursing the fact that she let her hair grow out as long as she had. It was times like this (and showers, for Jack's sake) that long hair was Really Not Good. As soon as she could see the light of day again, the pride demon looked down to see who or what had crashed into her.

"Are you... okay?" she asked gingerly, trying to help the girl turn over. She was awfully white. Was she supposed to be that way?

Amethyst perched on the girl's shoulder. Chirp~

"Glad you could join us, Ame."

Churrrrrip~

Amethyst quickly took to the sky once the white ghoul had sat up straight, a shock of white skin and light hair making her stand out like a beacon in the night. She was stuttering and looked positively spooked. If she wasn't in the demon dorms, Carthusia could have sworn this girl was a ghost rather than a demon. Pride leaned over to see the girl's face, despite her insistence at staring at the ground. "There's no need to stutter." she said simply. While it would probably be proper to become some flaming ball of rage at this younger (supposedly) ghoul, that was West's job and it just didn't suit Carry. "I'm Pride, not Wrath! You don't have to worry about me decking you or something."

The purple crow lit on Tsetsiliya's shoulder and nuzzled her with a feathered cheek, causing her master to laugh. "Oh look, Ame likes you."

It was then that Carry noticed her hair (and the other girl's hair too, for that matter) was a complete disaster after their collision. This simply fueled Carry's desire to either get it cut, or have it in some elaborate up-do the entire day. It would save an awful lot of hassle. With a dismissive hand, Carry shrugged. "It's not the end of the world. Worse things have happened to me." Placing a friendly hand on the ghoul's shoulder, Pride introduced herself. "I'm Carthusia, by the way. Your name is...?"

Oh boy. Carthusia frowned, trying to mimic the girl's pronunciation of her own name. It was foreign, it was long, and it sounded like it had an awful lot of vowels all strung in a row. Eyes widening, Carry knew she'd Jack this girl's name all to hell and back without a handbasket. Or guard rails. But it was best to give it her best shot, to show that she'd been paying attention to a fellow demon, right? So, taking a deep breath, Carry attempted her best at the very fair-skinned young girl's name.

"It's a pleasure to meet you, Tet... Tetsil... TSETSILLYUH. Whew."

Breathing out, Carry wiped some sweat from her brow. She gave it her best shot! "Sorry, your name's just... difficult." she admitted, raking a nervous hand through her tangled hair. How embarrassing. She just meets the girl and thoroughly butchers her name. Fantastic. "I definitely agree that four hands are better than two." Carry nodded and looked in the direction of the bathroom. It would probably be easier if they could get their hair wet again before attempted to untangle the whole mess of it. Brilliant idea!

"My disastrous attempt at pronouncing your name aside, Amethyst has taken a liking to you. That means you're one-of-a-kind. She doesn't take to just anyone, and not easily either." Carry could tell this girl had even less self-confidence than she herself did. Thankfully for her, Tsetsiliya didn't have the great name of Pride to worry about. She didn't have some ridiculous standard to live up to (that Carry knew about, anyway). Wrapping an arm around the girl's shoulders, Carry started to walk back towards the restrooms. "How's about this - I help you, and you help me. There we go. Problem solved and no hard feelings. That sound good?"

Thankfully for the both of them, whoever built the building in which they now resided understood something about taste. Everything in the demon dorms was richly decorated and aesthetically pleasing to the eye, which made living there that much easier. Truth be told, Carthusia was a little jealous of their design sense and wished she had some of her own. "I'm glad you don't mind me butchering your name. And you're not my servant. You don't have to warm the water for me, but if you insist..." Carry shook her head and smiled. This girl was very subservient! Pride was the kind of demon who wanted to prove that she was amazing all by herself, so the thought of having some sort of assistant never crossed her mind. She didn't want Tset to think she had to bend to Carthusia's every whim.

The hair brush that was left behind was in plain sight, and Amethyst decided to make use of the small pile of folded clothes and lit on them, nesting. Carry clicked her tongue at the bird, who chirped in response. "I hope you don't mind Amethyst sitting on your clothing. She won't soil them, I promise. Even if she did, I'd clean them up. Still, I'd like to think I trained her better than that, right Ame?"

Chiiiiirrrrrip! (She has such soft clothing~ Oh man, this is so nice~) Coo...coo... (So soft! And it smells good!) Chirp! (She has such pretty hair! I bet her hair would be really nice to nest in but... Mistress gets mad when I do that! But this girl's skin is so white, my lovely markings would stand out so well against her!)

While the bird was having her own internal conversation no one else in the room could understand, Carry went about taking the pins out of her hair. She wanted to make some sort of conversation with Tsetsiliya, considering her a friend-in-the-making. "Are you new here, Tset? I transferred not too long ago myself. It's not so bad here, I think." Pins clinked against the porcelain of the bathroom counter. "I've met some interesting people so far, and met a few people I already know. The classes are nice too. What do you think of Amityville so far?"

Chirrrrp~ (Hey, this girl's pretty awesome. I should do something nice for her too!)

That, of course, was something completely different in a minipet's mind than it was in a student's, as they would come to find out later. Moving away from the mirrior, Carthusia continued the conversation with a smile on her face. It was nice to find someone else who was not only a demon, but was truly nice. At least, Tsetsiliya seemed to be nice. Carry gave her the benefit of the doubt though. "You went to a different school before this one? Me too. I didn't like it as much as here, though. There are more people here and the student body is more... varied. As much as I like our kind, it's nice to see something different every once in a while, you know?" She didn't add in that her last school had a reputation pinned on her family that she didn't want to partake in (or potentially ruin).

Walking over to the running water, she tested it with a hand before deciding it was warm enough to wet her head. "Alright, here goes." Bending over, the demon stuck her head under the water and began to run her hands through it, attempting to untangle some of the lighter knots. The water felt very pleasant against her scalp and she smiled, humming while she did her work.

Amethyst saw this as an excellent opportunity to impress Tsetsiliya and lit on Carry's back, causing the demon to squawk in surprise. "Ame, what're you doing?" she asked. The crow's feet weren't sharp, but still. Amethyst seemed to like to be mischievous when Carry was in a precarious position such as this one. The crow turned to the demon in white and would have grinned had she the lips to do so. Instead, she announced her intentions in her own language.

Chirp! Chirp chirp chirp~ (And now... for my greatest performance!)

Turning about, the crow began to move in a way that resembled a dance. She hopped to and fro, wings furling and flailing in a way that would impress anyone. She tweeted, chirped and squawked to music only she could hear, all while tickling her master with her feet.

"Ame! That---that tickles!"

Ame, naturally, knew her impressive dancing skills were being commended, and so she danced even more. She shook her tail feathers and bobbed her head, chirping and trilling with delight. Even when Carthusia started to lean back, the crow simply bobbed backwards until she was on the demon's wet shoulder. The crow squawked at being interrupted and Carry flicked some water onto her pet in protest. Amethyst sputtered and fluffed herself as only birds could before flitting back to the counter. She needed rest after that performance. Carry rolled her eyes and smiled at Tset.

"Ame's an attention hog, but I'm glad her feet aren't sharp!" Indeed, her back would be screaming right now if Amethyst had the typical talons most crows had. Taking up the towel from Tset, Carry thanked her and began to dry her hair. "She liked to impress people with all sorts of odd things she knows. I didn't teach her any of that... Speaking of teaching, though, have you heard of the minipet training class? I think I might sign up for that. I could use some help. Right Ame?"

The bird cocked her head and trilled, flying up and landing gently on the white demon's shoulder, nuzzling her with her feathered cheek. Carry laughed and continued to dry her hair. "Seems like Ame thinks you're cuddly! I'm so glad she's not mean. I'd be so embarrassed..."

Help her with brushing? Goodness, if Carry didn't know any better, she'd be furiously blushing right now. But wasn't this something she wanted? Right, be confident! She had to keep telling herself that or she'll lose all the progress she was trying to make. People liked other people with confidence, and those without it, like Carry herself, were relegated to the background and were generally unhappy. She didn't want to be unhappy anymore. She didn't want to be the forgotten middle child, Jack dammit! Amethyst completely ignored her mistress' inner monologue and stayed with Tsetsiliya, bathing in the mist of the water splashing out from the faucet. The crow fluffed and fanned her feathers, cleaning each one she could reach while hopping around on the white demon's back.

"Truthfully, Ame's well behaved most of the time, but she has a certain... attitude about her as I'm sure you've noticed. I'd like her to listen to me more than she does, if that's possible." Carthusia looked at herself in the mirror and began to brush the tangles from her hair with her hands. Her wings were folded in the back as she shifted her weight, working on different sections at a time.

Amethyst, meanwhile, tittered to Tset, explaining in her own language that one day, she would like to find Tset a nice crow too and they could be best friends and it would be so amazing~

"Any help is appreciated but let me concern myself with your hair first!"