Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-5999656-20160207063839/@comment-5999656-20160602191826

Fen slowly turned to Raizel, letting the burning she felt in her chest show in her eyes. Sorry, Raizel, she wanted to say, it's far too late for that now. But no, Fen wouldn't get to the climax right away. She was going to release everything she'd wanted to say, bit by bit. So she began to slowly clap.

Clap, clap, clap, clap. Fen stopped abruptly and started speaking.

"Please now, Raizel," she said mockingly, "I stopped playing games with you a long time ago, so I'd appreciate it if you did the same for me. But it's you, so what should I expect?"

Platinum paused in the middle of unwrapping her bandages and looked at Fen. That healing stuff was pretty incredible, but what was this?

Oi, this is gonna be bad.

The silver-haired girl slipped out of the bed, finding again how incredible it was that all the pain had miraculously disappeared. But time to find a new pair of clothing. As long as she was wearing a blue hospital gown, she wasn't going to have much of a presence, and that was going to be necessary if something bad was about to happen.

"Look, we've been here before. You said sorry and then what? Kept on going being the same old Raizel as before." Fen strode over so she was standing right in front of the girl.

"The fact is that you stopped mattering a long time ago. You have no family, no friends, and therefore no roots. You've got nothing to lose so you try to take what you can from everyone else. And I can't let that happen. You tear things up and make a huge mess, and then wait for other people to clean it up for you. Raizel, you don't belong in Beacon. You belong in juvie, just like that girl belongs in a mental hospital. So get out."

Fen stepped back, but her eyes remained narrowed and fixed on the redhead.

"I'm serious. A rebel without a cause is just a delinquent. I'm giving you three seconds to get out of this room, or I'm going to make you get out myself. It doesn't matter what Cyzarine said. And don't even think of talking to me or my friends again until you find a little of that thing called maturity, of which you currently have none. So get the fuck out of my sight. And if you pass Cyzarine on the way here, tell her I have some words for her too."

That was it. Raizel was majorly irresponsible, but she wasn't the threat. People who hinder you can be left behind. People who threaten you need to be confronted.

It was funny, wasn't it? If those two had had enough foresight to not take on two serial killers alone, then Fen wouldn't have the power to tell either of them to leave her alone. But because those two were predictably immature, she'd found herself in this comfortable position of looking down on them instead. What fools - Cyzarine had the entirety of the Black Order Battalion on their side and she used none of it.

Fen just wanted to make it blindingly clear that neither of them were to interfere with her again. Since saying it neatly hadn't worked, she was going to shove reality down their throats before walking away.

"What did you just do?" The sound of Platinum's voice behind her caused her to turn and fixate that cold gaze on her friend as well, but she could never match Platinum's hawkish glare, so she dropped the look. So her friend had found some normal clothing, which meant that she was ready to leave. But of course they couldn't do that until they cleared with the doctors.

"I just let Raizel know again what you told her a few weeks ago, when you broke up the team. I told her to never come back to us."

"... ah." This was strange. Maybe it was the narcotics still pumping through her veins, but Platinum was feeling unusually mellow. Still - something big had changed in Fen, and the detective had a strong feeling it was related to those guys she'd hired in the forest. But Platinum really didn't know what to say. Where was she supposed to start? She could work out the huge list of questions she had tomorrow, when her head had cleared.

"Yeah, so now I'm going to have to break through the thick head of the little psycho and tell her the same thing. The little bitch fucked up my life majorly, so I'm going to let her realize exactly how I feel about her."

"You're not afraid she might go crazy and do something to you?"

"No, the fact is that she can't touch me anymore. In the next ten minutes I'll make sure she knows it too."