Lux lead Vi into the salon, she didn't bother to read the sign or learn the name, she just knew that it was some super ritzy and high society place. So naturally Vi stuck out like a sore thumb in her bedraggled clothing and just her overall appearance. The only thing that kept Vi from passing out was the cup of coffee in her hand, which she sipped tiredly as they approached the front counter. Lux pulled a small ticket from her clipboard and handed it to the receptionist. "Appointment for Vi, made under the account of Caitlyn Marshall." Lux smiled as the middle aged woman flipped through her folder of paperwork until pulling out specific slip.

"Ah, yes, here we are, everything should be prepped, so please head down the hall and enter the third door on your left." The woman gave Lux the slip and gestured to the hall behind them as she went back to her work.

"you heard her!" Lux held out the slip and Vi took it, rolling her eyes as she chuugged down what was left of her coffee and tossed the cup into a nearby trash can. Lux nodded and took a seat on a nearby sofa, she also grabbed a magazine to keep herself occupied. As Vi walked down the hall, she noticed that none of the doors had any form of window, probably for privacy reasons.

"Third door on the left.." Vi said quietly as she approached the door and twisted the handle. As she opened the door, she cringed at the brightly lit interior of the room. A large mirror sat on one wall, surrounded by lights and various beauty products that had been placed on large white colored shelves. In the middle of the room, attached on a swivel on the floor was a comfy looking black leather chair, she almost jumped as a sophisticated voice alerted her to a womans presence.

"eet is good to see you on time, Miss Vi." The accent was unmistakable.

"Fiora? you're...you're going to do my makeup?" Vi scoffed and gave Fiora an incredulous look.

The Demacian Duelist gave her a smug grin and chuckled. "I am an Arteest in more ways dzen one, please, take a seat, and we shall begin. Fiora wore an formal black pants with high heels that clicked with each step, she also woere a white dress shirt that had the sleeves rolled up to her elbows.
"...alright? i guess?" Vi shrugged and sat down in the chair, placing her arms on the arm rests as Fiora turned the chair so she was facing the large mirror on the wall. Fiora opened a small box, revealing an assortment of brushes and other makeup tools. Fioras initial work took only about 15 minutes, then she pulled back and placed the brushes on the counter, crossing her arms.

"What do you dzink?" She gave a confident grin as Vi examined herself in the mirror, Fiora had decorated Vi's face with a myriad of colors, all focused around the color pink, to match her pink hair.

"It's...it's alright, i don't really know..." Vi rubbed the back of her neck and frowned. "i've never done this sort of thing before, the closest i've ever come to it is probably just some eye liner."

"I understand completely Madam." Fiora bent down and grabbed a small cloth. "you are a simple woman, who finds beauty in simplicity." She then proceeded to wipe most of the blush from Vi's cheeks, however she left some of it still visible. After that she wiped away the sparkly pink eye shadow and replaced it with black, finally, she wiped off the pink lipstick and replaced it with a thin red. "Voila!, simplicity at it's finest."

"alright, maybe i should have believed you when you said you were an artist." Vi smiled and turned her head, examining the makeup on her face. She grabbed the arm rests and prepared to get up, but Fiora grabbed her shoulder and pushed her back down.

"No no no Miss Vi, Dzis was simply the first phase of your appointment." She gave 3 quick claps and 4 other women, who Vi assumed worked at the Salon filed into the room. "Now we get down to Dze fun part." Fiora said as she examined Vi's dirty and rigged fingernails.

"what, uh...what are you talking about Fiora?" Vi nervously laughed and shifted uncomfortably in the leather chair. Fiora stood up straight and snapped her fingers. The 4 women standing behind Vi then surrounded her as they pulled out items that appeared to be nail filers. Fiora then opened up a small case, revealing over a dozen variations of nail polish and paint. She smiled and turned her head slightly to Vi, who merely responded with an audible nervous gulp. Vi's attention was drawn to the 2 women who were untying her boots and pulling them off, she knew what was about to happen, and she thought she would never see the day.

Forty-five minutes later, the four women backed off as Fiora paced around Vi, who was just stunned at the work done on her finger nails and toe nails. They had all been expertly doctored. What was once ridged and yellow, was now smooth and painted a deep red. She scoffed at the perfect nails and looked up at Fiora who simply smiled back at her. "It is perfection, no?"

"It really is.." She pulled her gaze from her nails and looked back to Fiora. "Thanks Fiora, for all of this.."

Fiora placed a hand on her shoulder. "Do not dzank me Miss Vi, Dzank Miss Caitlyn, it was her idea after all."

"well, I'll thank her then." Vi went to stand up, but Fiora, again, held her down in the seat.

"Sorry, Miss Vi, but Dzere is one last item on our agenda for your appointment." Fiora leaned out the door and spoke. "You may come in now." She stepped back in and walked back to Vi's side as the figure stood in the doorway. Vi looked over, only to have her stomach drop upon seeing the man. "Miss Vi, Dzis man will be your hair stylist." The man spoke, his voice smooth, but with hints of a primal and creepy growl.

"Please honey, it's Draaaaaaven..."

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well, i think I'm getting better at making them longer.