"Commander Aneko, Lord Harbinger requires your presence." A young Fatuus with short, messy black hair and brown eyes said to a lavender-haired woman with Amythest eyes.
"Alright, sergeant. I'll be right there." Commander Aneko replied, walking towards the Harbinger's luxurious tent.
"Sir?"
"Come in!"
Aneko bowed to the Harbinger, "You sent for me?"
"Yes. I've noticed how diligently you've been working! So.. how would you like...A promotion?"
She blinked, "Promotion?"
"To the ranking of Fatui Harbinger!"
"Harbinger, Lord Tartaglia?"
"Yep!" the ginger replied happily.
"Won't- Won't that disrupt things?"
"What do you mean?"
"Wouldn't you have to move around some Harbinger's rankings and alter their pay and-"
"The Tsaritsa already approved, though!"
"She did?" Aneko questioned in surprise.
"Mhm!"
"...I'm unsure I'd be fit for such a role, Lord Tartaglia."
"If the Tsaritsa approved, surely you are! Plus, haven't you been able to beat me in combat?"
"Once or twice but-"
"How about this: We have another spar, and if you win, you accept the position!"
"Erm...Alright."
"Splendid! Meet me tomorrow at 8:00! 32 feet North from my tent."
The Commander nodded her head in acknowledgement, "I'll take my leave now, Lord Tartaglia."
"Childe!"
"..." she turned and left the tent.