Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-25924729-20161211031628/@comment-5999656-20170423175521

(No worries, I know I'm a bit late as well this time)

Fen glanced at Zhu-Li following the girl's enthusiastic greeting. Less than eight months ago she would have responded to such a greeting with a matched expression of excitement. Now, she simply tilts her face up, and nods slightly at the reaction.

Before she can speak, the sight of several adversaries draws her attention back up, and she lets loose a torrent of ice at each of her foes. If she'd counted correctly back when she was milling amongst them, then there can't be many more of them left.

"Come on," she says to the younger girl, "Let's bring this charade to an end."

She runs forward and jumps straight up, using blasts of Dust to propel herself around the air while shooting down her opponents in a dramatic acrobatic display. Even as she tries to stay focused on her task, the words that had left her mouth are stinging at her heart. The coldness with which she had responded... when had she decided to become someone like that? She can't tell if her eyes are watering because of the chill biting air or because of the deep, wistful tugging in her heart.

Platinum is methodically shooting down all smugglers in her field of vision when the sight of Fen shooting straight up catches her off guard. The complex elemental flurry attack that follows stuns her.

''When... when did Fen learn to do that?''

Even though they'd gone through all the levels of combat training combat together, Fen had never been an outstanding fighter, always more engaged in the networking aspect of pre-profession than the actual training itself. So then what the heck was this?

She needed answers. She needed Fen to answer.