Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-25582638-20151210004452/@comment-25582638-20151211215409

“Are you still recruiting?” Cyzarine asked over the phone.

“…”

“Potential lackeys. You lost many grunts from the raid last night, right?”

“…”

“No, I’m not working this time. I just thought I should help you out a bit.”

“…”

“Please, spare me from the trouble. I have something more important to deal with.”

She looked up near the top of a pole beside her, slightly narrowing her eyes at the surveillance camera.

“You already know where I am.”

“…”

Cyzarine sighed. “I’ll be hanging up now. Please make it fast.”

“…”

“You too, Hilda.”

The young girl closed the Scroll and put it back in the arm pouch.

“F*ck! Get this thing of- AH!”

A middle-aged man, dressed in ragged clothes, cried on top of his lungs as the growling Akita viciously continued gnawing his bleeding left forearm. Beside him is another man with a swollen cheek, lying down on the pavement in an unconscious state due to Cyzarine’s Aura-powered roundhouse kick.

It was a few moments ago when the ‘hero-catches-the-thieves’ scenario happened. Technically, Cyzarine is the pseudo-hero and the two men are the third-rate thieves.

It was pure luck that she was in the area for a vendo machine when a woman screamed for help. Her just being herself, Cyzarine spun around for possible threats as her beloved dog bared its fangs. When she did a quick scan of the fleeing thieves heading to her direction, she didn’t think “I have to stop them”. She wasn’t that too cute to think that way. Instead, she thought, “They might be useful”. Hence the role “pseudo-hero”.

“Cham!” She called out the yellow Akita in a strong tone and blew the dog whistle.

In response, the male dog promptly ceased its torture on the man. But not without ripping off a chunk of meat from the forearm.

“AAAH Sh*t!”

As she waited for the “EMTs” to pick up the men, Cyzarine brought out a towel from the brown waist pouch bag to wipe the dog’s bloodstained snout.

“You did good.” she spoke to Cham as she stroked its furry head. The Akita wagged its tail in response to its Alpha. Even she's in public places, Cyzarine didn't care about the nervous stares she's receiving from passersby. From what she sees, she didn't commit any crime and simply apprehended potentially dangerous thieves in an unusual manner. The fact that she called the "EMTs", the people shouldn't have any qualms about her actions.

After cleaning, the dog trainer folded the towel neatly and stuffed it back to the pouch. She then brought out a lien to insert it into the vending machine that was right behind her. While ignoring the man who’s begging for help, Cyzarine grabbed a can of black coffee. Cham the Akita settled for watching out for more potential threats.

When she heard a familiar siren of “EMTs”, Cyzarine looked at the direction where the ambulance’s sound should be coming from. And didn’t expect to see that person here except when in school.

The young girl stared impassively at Fen in silence, blinking when needed as the white clouds hid the sun, slightly darkening their surroundings. Whatever that girl is going to doing, Cyzarine have no further interest to interact with her after their first encounter. Well, even if they never conversed, she still won’t have the drive to strike up a conversation. Unless she needs something from that girl then that’s the only time she’ll open her mouth. To show her disinterest to the girl, Cyzarine steadily turned her head away, opened the can, and drank its contents followed by staring down at the man clutching his injured forearm. Even if it’s their second face-to-face encounter, it seemed to be fate for them to meet under every gruesome circumstances.

Ah, that would make a good fertilizer. She thought genuinely when she saw the ripped off meat near her feet.