Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-5999656-20170705042341/@comment-25582638-20170711045219

The teen jogged up to Lustra's side and sighed softly in relief, glad of the calm mood that began settling down around them. It was at the last minute that she'd thought of the question, awkward as it may be, but it worked miraculously.

Upon hearing a small laugh beside her, Cyzarine looked at the Huntress with slight bewilderment.

Maybe it’s kind of weird saying that, the teen thought, assessing how her view of dealing with Grimm contrasts that of dealing with people that she'd done most of her life.

Cyzarine listened intently to the Huntress revealing bits of things that the teen can do in Vacuo. They were very interesting, seeing that she'd never done any of them for as long as she remembered. Adventures, as imagined by the majority, were nonexistent to the teen until she came to Vacuo on her own volition without being dependent to her family's decision. She’d always went to wherever her relatives were, never venturing out of their “territories” (houses, buildings, plants, etc.). It had never occurred to her though, being sheltered, because she was contented in her place. But that contentment changed abruptly into emptiness after what had happened that night, and after her experiences in Vale.

When Lustra mentioned about the teen getting away from her guardians, Cyzarine reflexively revealed a small smile, as though telling the Huntress that “that's what I'm doing right now.”

“Ah, them?” the teen replied with a question, sounding more like an exclamation. It almost halted her in place at the sudden mention of those people. She could count in one hand how many times she’d uttered the word “parents” or “parent”, something that she couldn't find herself to say flawlessly. Also, only few people asked about her parents. Hence the pronoun “them.”

Hopefully, the Huntress didn't notice it. She needed to be careful, Cyzarine thought as she stretched her arms in attempt to make herself look calm.

“Not really,” the teen began. “Well, for as long as I don't make inconveniences or break house rules (family rules), everything’s fine between us. If I did something serious, they'll just ground me accordingly.”

Cyzarine put her hands behind her back, one hand holding the elbow part of the other arm. “I don't see them often. They're always busy with work and more matters (siblings, etc.) on behalf of our family. They play big roles both as leaders in their respective fields and….. parents so that's pretty much understandable. So, yeah, they're kinda hands-off for as long as I don't cause trouble.”

At that, she'd successfully covered the outward image of her relationship with Mona and Gustave Bluthardt. It wasn't a lie in general sense. She just left the details of the nature of their relationship. Like her father who barely spoke with her despite having all the time to talk.

“Now I told stuffs about my parents, how about you tell me about yours,” Cyzarine said, keeping her gaze fixed at the Huntress.

The teen never looked at Lustra's background, which she’d chosen not to. There was a false sense of familiarity everytime she did this, making her form assumptions that would lead her to neglect getting to know the person beyond his or her digitally generated profile.