Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-25924729-20150722084207/@comment-5999656-20160416042101

Apparently while Platinum was finishing her breakfast, yet another Grimm threat had been introduced and quelled almost as soon as it had began, and by Vert no less. To her, it was further proof that the black beasts stood no chance against human fighters when pitted one on one. That suggested that the only advantage Grimm had on Hunters was size and quantity.

''In that case, shouldn't the governments invest in better military technology and promote the proliferation of Huntsmen and Huntresses? Instead, they would rather leave this up to the individuals' opinions, suggesting that they don't consider the Grimm to be a real threat or have other things to spend their money on.''

That was odd. Everyone who grew up on Remnant was told grand stories of how humanity had to battle the Creatures of Grimm ferociously in order to survive, and yet here they were living their lives as though those dreaded monsters weren't a real danger at all, at least not when trained Hunters were around. So why not push back a little harder?

On the other hand, the criminal activity that had sprung up in the human enclaves was proof that there really were bigger threats than what lay outside the kingdoms' borders. But if so, then why were the majority of the world's police forces so incompetent in comparison to their freelance counterparts? it was quite confusing, but Platinum reminded herself that she was going to help improve the justice system however she could, and within ethical and moral boundaries.

As she finished cleaning her rifle and returned it to her pouch, she looked out the truck window at the scenery whizzing by. All that nature was really gorgeous to look at, but the thought of soulless, man-eating monsters beyond it mired the image somewhat.

Platinum got up and saw Oliver was sitting nearby. She remembered that she wanted to thank him for coming up besides her earlier, and yet she hesitated. It was partly because she was afraid he would judge her after her brash attitude earlier, and also because he might misinterpret her words or think of it as an unneccessary formality. And yet he had provided some real help when talking down Vert. So she went up to the young man.

"Hi Oliver. I just wanted to say thanks for helping me against Vert last night... I might have looked really, confident, but I couldn't have deflected all his arguments if it was just myself standing there." She paused. "So yeah, i really appreciate that. I'm curious now: what's your story? It's not often that I see a really capable police officer, unfortunately. I'm trying to become a detective myself, one day."

Platinum really hoped she wasn't coming off as forced or awkward, but she was hoping to strike up a friendship with the low-key young man.