#scarlethooded

[mangiato]

[saintism]

▬♔: we fricked up, {closed}

Rarely had she used her cellular phone, so it would not be a surprise to see her face light up in mild bewilderment. Not only for the fact that she had been contacted through it, but from the sender in particular. Clicking a few buttons as an adept Servant should with modern day machinery, she could not say it was a... delightful message to be received.

"Zut alors," she muttered under her breath as she began to click away at her phone.

Sent: 8/24 @ 12:38PM From: Jehanne To: Enjolras

... je suis désolée, mon meneur.

Finally pressing send after staring at the phone for a good forty minutes, brows furrowed. Certainly she would not leave it at that, the young saint feeling bothered that she had upset him as much as they did despite their good intents. An idea sprouted in her mind, however, as she made her way to step forward. Scrolling through the contacts, she finally found the citizen that she was searching for.

Lifting the phone to her ear as it began to ring, a sigh was given as she awaited the answer from the other attendant.