Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-26571677-20160218071019/@comment-25924729-20160301070751

Everyone looked at each other, urgency in their actions slowly replaced by confusion. Slowly, weapons were lowered, except the red faced butler who still looked eager to turn Amilanthior into a smoking crater.

Before anymore chaos could happen, Zhu-li stepped between Asper and him. "It's okay Gus, he's my friend, let him through."

Gustave the butler protested. "But madame, he inszulted ze bazooka!"

"I think you should go prepare a proper welcome for our guest, say...dinner in an hour?" without waiting for a reply, she grabbed Asper's arm and pulled him along into the house. Behind her, the squad of servants shrugged and slowly dispersed to their respective jobs. Weapons slid back into hiding, iron gates creaked shut, the night was quiet again...

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"So sorry, like i said, daddy's always been a little paranoid." she apologized as they walked past elegant paintings and famous statues, some very familiar as stolen works from various museums. Zhu-li couldn't hide a hint of pride in her step as they walked, some of them were personally stolen by her, after all.

She led him through a set of steel doors, revealing a concealed indoor hangar. The Silver Shadow's invisible ripple was much more obvious here, as was the muffled engine roar. "Wait here!" she yelled over the noise. "I'll talk to daddy!" and stepped onto a slowly rising platform before being swallowed by the ship.

Several minutes passed as Amilanthior waited alone, then the door opened and a young servant boy stumbled in. He looked confused for a moment, then pointed at Amilanthior and said something unintelligible over the noise.