Was this academy supposed to teach her or attack her very psyche and mindset? They give her a master and before the day is out an executive decision is made to pull the master out, this loyal servant tried to fend off the ones who were going to tear the master away but unfortunately she managed to do little other then scratch one before being subdued. Then the master told her to stop and revoked her status as master, and so Etelka accepted her fate again as a masterless demon. Her last words to the wheel chair girl were to inform her if they ever met again this demon would kill her. Then the executive mages told her she would be given a new master, ensuring this would be the last change to her group, how kind of them to even provide a picture of the boy.
Thoughts rushed through her mind but luckily her fatigue from the day in general allowed her to sleep with relative peace for the night. Still as she was now laying in bed staring at the ceiling with the blinds closed to stop the assault of daylight, the thoughts from before her sleep still remained. Brooding over them would accomplish nothing, so she went about a short mourning routine of showering, donning her usual dress, and styling her hair with perfection. She looked at the clock for a good few moments, if that hand was there then... and the smaller hand was... a extended sigh of frustration came out of the girl. Did this stupid academy have any intent of teaching her anything or just having her get hit by fake monsters.
Etelka slumped over to the desk, laying her arms on it and her cheek on her arms. She didn't know the time, she didn't want to just wander the halls, and she had absolutely nothing to do. Her lazy eyes guided themselves over to a pile of fabric that lay on the desk, oh that dreadful rabbits dress which had fallen into disrepair. It lay their taunting her with the prospect of having something to do, but still she entirely lacked the tools and materials to mend it. Perhaps she could try and make a tr-"Attention students this is your new acting Headmaster. I realize this morning has been a bit chaotic but for now if you would, make your way to your designated classroom â that is an order. Mr. Kurayami, Mr. Akigawa and Miss Rayne, you are also wanted at class."
Oh, was it that time already? Rising from her seat Etelka made sure her hair was in fine condition before heading for the door and daintily making her way towards class. Her arrival was far from the first, the two mage teachers and a number of students had already assembled and the only face she didn't recognize in the room was probably the headmaster. She barely looked at the new headmaster, what was of interest to her was the face she recognized from the photograph she had been shown to calm her. Ignoring any acknowledgement of her presence Etelka walked straight to the new master at the back of the room, standing in front of his chosen desk. She removed her stoic face and gave the boy a light smile as she dipped herself down with a curtsy, "I am your demon Etelka Lantos, a pleasure to meet you m'Lord." The servant briefly waited for a reply from his Lordship, still standing at the front of his desk smiling at him. "If you do not mind, I will take a seat," with that she made her way from the front of the desk to the adjacent desk, taking a seat and then fluffing her dress out with her hand to ensure tidiness. After such a failure with the wheelchair girl she would have to ensure her loyalty and usefulness with the Lord, so if he left he would not tell her to stay but take her with him.