Board Thread:Role Play Discussion/@comment-5999656-20170619043145/@comment-5999656-20170704233413

The Ninth Dragon pursed her lips at the chauffer's information relay, but said nothing. Accidents like that were deplorable, but not immediately within her jurisdiction. If Arcelia or another Dragon commissioned her to conduct a formal investigation, she would do so, but considering the scene was unfolding as they drove, it was still too early to be suspicious. The Dragons were opportunists at heart, but conservative by principle.

Maybe Mona would have something to say about it.

She took note of the high-tech security system, and even as she exited the vehicle and followed after Basilia she took note of the classy, retrofuturistic interior of the skyrise. It had already been close to a half hour since they'd left her hotel room. Zanipher did a few calculations in her head as she walked. She wanted to finish with Platinum soon. This meeting among Dragons could take who knew how long. So, unless something else cropped up, she would try to be back in Vale in no later than three days at the maximum.

"Fen?" she repeated after Basilia, the question interjecting into her logistical calculations. The question was simple enough, but it was stated so bluntly. By their scattered conversation on the way here, Zanipher figured that she and Basilia didn't really match up personality-wise. That mutual understanding wasn't there, most likely due to their difference in age and experiences. That made sense. Still, if she wanted the Bluthardts favor in the future, it would help immensely to be on good terms with their most precious heiress.

"Well, to me she's still very immature. She's caused more than one compromise to the Syndicate's security due to her carelessness, so that's something we're still working on. She is...", Zan paused as she tried to search for the right words, "Loyal, I would say. She wants to be a good sister. But she's also very moral, and it's her trying to find a balance between these qualities which is causing her to slip up."

Zanipher shrugged, knowing full well that her relationship with Fen was still a budding one. She knew she was too stern, too distant sometimes, hesitant to form another close bond after having lost her brother. It was a trying process on both ends. If Fen could make more familial bonds within the network, it would help assuage her internal moral strife a good deal. At the same time, though, Zanipher could tell just how much it hurt her younger sister for her former friends to turn on her. And what could she do? Automne and Platinum's minds could only be changed by Fen.

"Perhaps you ought to meet her sometime. Though, after what your sister did, I don't know how eager she is to meet another Bluthardt soon." Zan smiled apologetically over her own bluntness, clasping her hands loosely in front of her.

"Thank you for coming all this way to receive me, Basilia. I hope we can work together in person in the future."