Board Thread:Role Play Discussion/@comment-5999656-20170619043145/@comment-25582638-20170701033529

The chauffer looked at the rear mirror to meet Zanipher’s gaze, slowing down at red light. His deep black eyes had inched to the side to make eye contact with Basilia, his immediate mistress, who signaled him with a small nod to answer the young woman’s question.

“Yes, Ms. Hei’An. There was an accident along our route to the restaurant so we’ll have to take a detour,” Kyrell explained and showed a reassuring smile. “The second route’s a bit longer but I assure you that it wouldn’t affect our schedule. We’re 7 minutes ahead.”

Thank goodness. Basilia sighed in relief as she sat back in her seat. They cannot make the family’s matriarch wait. Also, they cannot afford to perform poorly in front of their guest by being late. This would immediately reflect the quality performance of the Bluthardt family.

Then out of curiosity, the young girl looked at Kyrell again. “What kind of accident?”

“Ah, in a second, milady.” the chauffer quickly manipulated the screen near him. In a few seconds, a wide holographic screen in bluish color popped out in front of the passengers. The screen flashed news about a trailer truck, carrying tons of Dust, that had exploded in the middle of the road. There was a live feed of the colossal vehicle’s smoking shipping container in bird’s-eye view, with crates of Dust scattered everywhere and being looted by people that had sprouted out of nowhere.

“This took place just moments ago. According to the reports, the explosion was caused by poor packaging of the Dusts. It’s very similar to the incidents had occurred for the past two weeks,” Kyrell tapped a button on his screen, bringing up a pair of small screens that reveals two trucks in similar condition.

Basilia’s eyes gradually narrowed at the sight of people raiding the trucks.

“Are we affected?” she asked.

The chauffer pursed his lips as he stepped on the gas carefully. “I’m sorry, milady. I don’t have the answer.”

“Oh, it’s alright,” Basilia waved her hand. “I haven’t been on a mission for weeks so I’m hoping that these incidents would eventually lead to….. well……”

''A mission. A manhunt or an investigation? I’m on a vacation this week'', the young girl continued inwardly, puffing her cheeks.

-- A few minutes later, they’d reached their destination. The car drove down the road that was sandwiched between high-rise buildings that were mostly glass buildings, differing in terms of architectural design and ownership by big corporations. One of these glass buildings is where the Velvet Crown Restaurant is located.

Kyrell steered the car wheel to the right, coming across the security post of a 30-storey high building’s basement parking, and stopped in front of a bright red laser. On the ceiling, a green light suddenly flashed over the black car, scanning it from front up to the rear for any oddities, like bombs. The process took five seconds, and then the red laser disappeared.

“Just on time,” Basilia beamed, breaking the silence as Kyrell parked the car. She turned her head to Zanipher, motioning the young woman to follow her out of the car and into the elevator. She didn’t forget to wave at the chauffer.

As the duo waited for the elevator, Basilia glanced up at the young woman. Just before their topic changed about the road blockage, this question didn’t left at the back of her mind.

“Miss Zanipher, if you don’t mind……. What kind of person is Fen as a sister?”