Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-13488655-20160426221910/@comment-22854550-20160709031822

Moira raised a brow at her identification. If others had access to tech that could ID her even in the darkness like this -- and through her disguise as well -- well, that could be a problem. Her face was known by certain security forces and despite her plausible denability, Ethereal had her on the short leash.

A tense moment passed before the assistant raised her hands in surrender. "Tch.  I'm not even here." She rummaged in a pocket and tossed a small silver disk out into the center of the room, the device rolling into place at the circle of dignitaries like it belonged there.

After a chime signaling its activation, a blue-tinted hologram rose from the communicator, a faceless and featureless figure notable only for her heavy-set body and delicately arranged hair. "H-hem.  Please excuse my discretion," the Sixth Dragon apologised. "Unfortunately, I am uncomfortable leaving my family during such a... trying time for Vale."

"Now, if this is all of us, perhaps we should get down to business?  Or are introductions in order?  Heavens, it's been quite some time since I've participated in these shady Dragon meetings."

Moira shoved her hands into her pockets and stepped back into the darkness, her job complete.