Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-25924729-20160209062713/@comment-26130256-20161207061814

Sienna successfully stopped himself from laughing, but he couldn't help cracking a grin, making him secretly glad that Vale couldn't see his face.

"As far as negotiations go, I've certainly heard better," the underboss told Vale. "But you've clearly been left out of the loop, so I won't hold it against you.  Daphne is a classmate of my son's.  She's here as our guest.  You're the one tresspassing." After another minute, the pair made it to the hall room, where Azulius and Ochre's bodyguards silently thawed Vale out, tied her to a chair (Azzie made extra sure her bonds were inescapable), then kept their weapons trained on the intruder while the don made his call.

"It's been a while, Vale," the magician spoke, his voice dripping with restrained malice. "Was kidnappin' my teamate once not enough for ya, that ya came here for another go?" He would have asked a few more questions, but Daphne's phone finally connected, and Ochre needed quiet for his call

"Hello?  Good morning, I think it is in Vale," Azzie's grandfather greeted the other end of the call with a touch more warmth than normal, before slipping into a more professional tone. "My name is Ochre Cardamom, Don of the Cardamom family.  I believe I have two of your agents in my custody, Daphne Birch, and... Vale is the name of the other.  You will transfer me to your highest-ranking officer available who is in charge of both of them, so that I may negotiate without waiting for someone to relay my demands.  Am I understood?"

As he spoke, Opal finished fixing Daphne's wounds slowly helped her into a sitting position. If the negotiations shifted into a video call, the Pilgrims would want to see their agents. The one free as a guest, and the other bound and at gunpoint.