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[the_devils_maid]

My, my, everyone's getting so short-tempered and frustrated already. Luckily I am intimately familiar with foraging, so I've managed to make enough food to get by. But even I, the Perfect Maid, am having trouble now.

On a related note.

I hope everyone has learned a valuable lesson to not eat unidentified mushrooms.

[Filtered Away From the Drones

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[the_devils_maid]

You'll fall like anyone else given enough blows. I don't need you dead.

[She adjusts both hands so that each is holding one knife. With the knife already pointing at his neck, she slits Matt's throat. Spinning on her heal, she slashes a line acros his chest with the other knife and another down this chest with the first, leaving a cross-shaped wound. She impales one knife into his heart. This happens in the span of a second.]

[be_on_your]

[passes out, you're the worst maid EVER]

[the_devils_maid]

[She wraps Matt with a few towels she brought so as to not get blood all over her, then hefts him up and leaves.]

[prodigious_mage]

[Watching out of the window; traumatized for life.]

T-thanks, Miss . . .

[spiritualburger]

[As if Maya wasn't traumatized enough from last night.]

...Y-Yeah, what he said. Thanks....