Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-5999656-20160207063839/@comment-5999656-20160509231836

Vayne watches as the saber thrust slices through only air, as he is too far away to be struck down by a weapon. What he does not anticipate, however, is the inexplicable materialization of a thick gray fog, which surrounds him and his quarry. He stiffens, but it passes harmlessly through his respirator before whoosing out against him, sending him bracing his feet against the wooden floor to avoid losing balance. When the fog clears, Platinum is still on the floor but she has stopped coughing, and there is no trace of capsaicin tinting the air. Platinum exhales and opens her eyes, and more grey fog is emitted from her mouth, like smoke after a long cigarette drag. Although the skin on her face is reddened and puffy, the girl rises once more to face her opponent. The two size each other up, before Platinum suddenly grips the metal railing and vaults herself over the balcony. She lands on the concrete floor and rolls before ragaining her balance, only to be stopped by Everglades Fuller. Now the woman is wearing a skintight suit of her own, and clutches in her two hands what looks like a fire extinguisher and a long rubber nozzle.

"Well, if a little pepper spray couldn't hurt you, then I suppose our only option is to increase the concentration, hmm?" she taunts slowly. She lets loose with the canister as Platinum bolts, racing for the gaps in the wall. She slides through a hole and takes off running into the forest. Eve merely turns and calls into the darkness.

"Lustra, have you got your eye on her?"

The little girl's eyes are wide as her semblance activates.

"Yes, mother".

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As they drive, Tez is constantly checking around for any suspicious followers. After a few minutes, he sees none and visibly relaxes. He clears his throat.

"So Fen, you've got business with the boss today?"

"Yes," she says. "It's a pretty big emergency on my side."

"Yeah, she told us about it."

Fen immediately perks up, although she is still cautious.

"What did Zan say?"

"We've got our fourth victim, and her circumstance has given us enough information to finally make a move on the killers."

Fen sinks back down, disappointed that the members of the Syndicate are such strict adherers to formality and protocol. "Okay, but what did she say about me going after my friend? You know, the 'ghost'?"

"She'll let you know when we get there, so don't worry about it. How come you're worried about followers?"

Fen sighed exasperatedly. "The Bluthardts are intent upon snooping into my business, and I accidentally went to Cyzarine first before coming to you guys, and now they seem to hink it's their business to get in my way." The car pulled down an incline to an underground parking garage, and a few minutes later the duo were walking through the side door of the Daybreak Syndicate's main office. It was organized very neatly, and gave off a cold air despite being well-furnished. The lack of loiterers contributed to this atmosphere, as well as the upper-class vibes each individual on the floor was giving off. As they stood in the elevator, the sleek young man and the white-clad heiress, Tex had a thought and suddenly reached over and yanked off Fen's beanie.

"How come you're always wearing this fluffy thing anyway?"

"Teeeezzzz..." she whined, as her hands flew to smooth out the hair on her head. "What are you doing?"

'I'm just curious." He noticed that despite having blonde hair, the roots of her hair were actually a dark brown, matching the color of her eyebrows.

Being a member of this privileges inner circle gave Fen quite some rights and benefits, one of which included everyone treating her as though she were a member of the family. Tez was quite the big brother to Zan's big sister, and apparently this was an attitude the Hei'An regularly adopted around each other in private.

"You dye your hair? Ah, but that makes sense. Zan does the same thing."

Fen snatched her cap back from the young man, who made no effort to keep it out of her grasp. She fitted it back onto her head and would have resumed staring ahead. The building was quite tall.

"Did you know me and Zan might get married?"

Fen's eyes widened as she yelped, "What?!" Her sister, engaging to -

"Just kidding, I'm kidding!" Tez laughed as he put his hands up. "Seriously though, everything's gonna be fine so just chill." At that moment the door opened and Tez began escorting Fen to Zan's office.

Fen was off-put by Tez's nonchalance, wanting to express her worry but afraid it might offend the guy's confidence in what his family did.

"How can you be so sure?" She reached out to knock on the closed door of the CEO's office, only for it to be pulled open and her fist to hit empty air. Tez had opened the door first.

"Sorry, it's protocol - huh?" The opening door bumped against something soft, which said:

"You know I'm standing here, right? Never mind," Zanipher said, as she moved out from behind the door. "Bad timing. Thanks Tez," she said, nodding at her cousin.

A sudden, random thought hit Fen. The guy with her was quite friendly, especially by Hei'An standards, and he'd been quick to strike up conversations with her. So despite being less calming than Zan, he was relatively comfortable to be around.

"Tez, what's your real name?"

Tez smiled mischievously. "Tezcatlipoca, buuuuuut that's not my real name. Zanipher isn't your sister's real name either," he said, gesturing at the individual being referenced. Fen gaped.

"Tez, stop being a troll and get out." And yet despite the apparent harshness of these words, the young man merely smiled cheekily, which yielded a pout from the young woman.

"TTYL, girls." Zanipher closed the door and motioned for Fen to sit opposite her desk, only to see that the white snake hadn't moved.

"What's up? Me and him go way back, so don't think too hard about our relationship."

Fen's faced turned red. "You're not marrying him, are you?"

Zanipher gave her a strange look, before saying, "Half of what he says is a lie, so be forewarned." She couldn't help but smile, though. Fen had yet to grasp the unique communication style of the Syndicate members amongst one another. "Married though. What a troll. Anyway!" Zan sat down and tapped a few spots on her tablet, sending a transparent digital image between the two females.

"You tell me what's up and then I'll give you my plan, okay?"