Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-25582638-20151210004452/@comment-5999656-20151226233333

"Oh... is that really what you think? I'm just trying to get to know you better. That's really it." Cyzarine's clear lack of social skill was off-putting, but Fen knew better than to keep annoying her if this was the case.

"Just because you and I have wealthy parents doesn't mean we can't act like normal people, you know."

Fen likes getting to know people, sure, but she has her own pride, and she isn't willing to bend down just to have a conversation with a classmate.

"But I guess if there's one thing I really want to say," since Cyzarine is asking for the "point" of her conversation, then Fen shall give it to her, even though her common sense is screaming that it's rude. She was going to work her way up to finding the answer to this question through regular conversation, but since the girl wasn't getting it:

"Who are you, really? You have some extremely loyal secret soldiers planted throughout the population, and enormous, special-forces level focus under life-threatening pressure, and you don't hesitate to murder and torture if it gets you what you want. Plus you're ridiculously wealthy from what I've heard so far. Not even my parents have access to so much wealth based on what you've described to me. So who are you, Miss Bluthardt?"

Fen shrugged, and pulled out her Scroll.

"You don't have to answer the question, but as you asked for I'm giving you my reason for all the trivial talk."

Fen wonders how Platinum manages to be so blunt all the time. She herself feels like she's not only pushed Cyzarine's buttons with all that, she's maybe smashed a few.