Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-5999656-20161216022828/@comment-5999656-20161231055326

Zanipher said nothing at first upon hearing Diaboli's casual remark. She didn't want to have to explain to him the thrill she enjoyed from being in total control over another human, how much she'd missed that rush when she'd been cooped up with CEO responsibilities. Nor did she want to voice her innate opinion, which was that anyone of value could be recruited to a cause as long as the right circumstances occurred beforehand. No, she left her vague plans to herself.

"The company's prepared for these kinds of investigations. It's not like Huntsmen have never caught on to the fact that what we do is a little fishy, but we make sure to keep them away from the important stuff. Two kids should be nothing."

She climbed the stairs to the fourth floor quickly. After all, they had no time to waste. So when they got to the apartment door marked 403, she knocked twice, loudly, urgently.

A few seconds and the distinct chunk of a door being unlocked was heard, and one moment later it was pulled wide open by a dark-skinned male with large rams horns protruding from either side of his head. He examined them with carmine eyes for a split second.

"Who the hell are you?" His voice was gruff, impatient. From the doorway, another well-built male was visibly eyeing the two bosses as well.

"Hello, Saria Khuruf, I was wondering if you had a moment to discuss a certain drone incident that happened earlier today?" Zanipher said brightly.

The boys' eyes widened, and Saria made to try and shut the door, only to be blocked by Zanipher catching his wrist, ducking under his arm, and slamming him into the wall. She leapt back and activated her semblance in her place, and as the boy swung around he began to step forward menacingly, only to stop abruptly as his hands flew to his throat.

Such was the second use of her semblance: Zanipher could suck the air out of one small region and direct it to another, successfully depriving that region of oxygen. She couldn't keep him in place for long though, as this required her to put enough distance between her opponent and herself so that she didn't get caught up in the vacuum too. For that, she was going to need a helper.

"Diaboli, I'll take Resper," she said, giving him a brief moment to step forward before launching herself at the second teenager. He fought with a large crossbow, she knew, which would be unwieldy in a small space, but it looked like, just like Saria, he didn't even have it on him.