Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-5999656-20160207063839/@comment-5999656-20160530054322

Zanipher watched as Cyzarine unsteadily made her way back to the motorcycle and took off. Only after the girl had gone far out of earshot did the Dragon return to her compatriots and begin issuing orders.

"Take the girl back to headquarters and give her a psych analysis as soon as you can." ''Are you a psychopath too or not? Z''anipher wanted to know. That was going to be they key in whether or not they silenced Lustra too, out of sight. Because if they handed the girl over to child protective services, the only thing awaiting the brainwashed daughter of two notorious serial killers was a whole lot of suffering and misunderstanding which could easily turn her into a monster like her parents.

So Cyzarine hadn't caught on, that was good. Fen was going to have to answer some hard questions because of this, but it was nothing her sister couldn't handle if she kept it simple. So she got back into the Syndicate's car as the now rather packed vehicle drove off.

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Fen had waited silently, back in her regular clothes, outside the room where Platinum was being treated. Raizel hadn't said a word the entire trip back. Fen, too, had nothing to say to the rebel. The clean conclusion of what should have been a messy ending had been entirely motivated by her actions, proving her hunch: she didn't need Raizel or Cyzarine to get what she wanted. That fact hit her suddenly on the way back, and with that realization the need to communicate further with those two vanished as well.

Still, an apology would have been nice. Not just for interfering and sending a family member to annoy her, but for the whole damn mess that had begun way back when Raizel couldn't take a joke. She could talk to them, she could tolerate them, but at this point Fen really believed that she could not form a decent, functioning team with them.

As for Platinum... although they'd been best friends for eight years now, she was starting to wonder if maybe the two of them didn't fit perfectly, personality wise. A hardheaded law enforcer and an aspiring entrepreneur. One maintained a set of rules for society to abide by, while the other expanded the possibilities for society's behavior. They just fundamentally didn't match up. So that left her at a loss. Should she slowly separate herself from her old life to go full flow into creating a new one which really fit her interests, or should she comply with her parents' instructions? The only reason she was at Beacon was to develop her self-defense skills a little more so she could fight her way out of danger.

''Two years. If it means being better equipped for the future, I can wait.''

Alright, she could stick around for that period of time. But fen had a strong feeling that her fundamental values and relationships with other people had changed because of this event.

''I don't need close friends. I have family. I just need enough friendly acquaintances that I don't get lonely or bored most of the time.''

That sounded fair. But further mental meandering was cut short by the appearance of a young woman who offered to "heal" Platinum, along with the announcement that Cyzarine wanted everyone to stay here.

"You gonna work some magic mojo and poof, Platinum's injuries are gonna disappear?" Fen asked. "Hell, go for it," she said, "If she's alright with it."

The three of them entered the infirmary, where Platinum was lying on a white bed with various monitors and an IV attached to her. Somehow Fen felt like Platinum looked even more injured now, covered in the sanitized sheets and bandages, than she had been back in the forest.

"Hey, Platinum," Fen said softly. "There's a girl here sent by Cyzarine who says she can heal your injuries." She expected a typical sarcastic retort, but none came forward. Instead, her friend merely said:

"... Sure, please do what you can."

Now this was out of character. Way y yy out of character. Fen came closer.

"I'm really, really sorry about what happened, so don't try to blame yourself, okay? It was my fault."

"Nobody's blaming anybody." Suddenly Fen's temper was rising, a burning inside which completely clashed with her normally hesitant nature. Why was Platinum like this? It was like, it was almost as if...... as if she'd been broken. And this different Platinum was something Fen couldn't stand. Suddenly the roles were switched, and she hated it.

"It's over, everything's gonna be fine, alright? Just... try to get over it." That last sentence was harsh, and Fen knew it. So she stopped talking and let Mavelle do her magic mojo healing thing.