[ well fucksticks. gideon's face falls a little, although she shouldn't have been surprised. nobody else here has been familiar at all, but she thought maybe, just maybe, a tall and elegant and super hot lady with a good sword and good moves might possibly be somebody's cavalier. she'd have fit right in with the elegant persons of the richer Houses.

but she's not wielding a rapier, just like gideon's not wielding a rapier. cavaliers wield rapiers, at least for appearances. ]

A cavalier? Like, a sworn knight to a necromantic adept? No? Figures.

[ she taps the toe of her boot on the ground, trying to dislodge unmentionable gunk. ]

See, if an adept's mad at you and sending horrible undead constructs to try and kill you, the best thing to do is throw another adept at them.