Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-5999656-20160605231716/@comment-5999656-20160712182147

Fen watched the car pull away. As it turned out of sight, she too stepped back onto the sidewalk and resumed her walk back. Alone, now.

It was strange. She almost wanted to cry, but the tears weren't coming and she had no idea what exactly was making her feel this way. It was just an extension of the feelings that had been plagueing her since meeting Zanipher, all those weeks ago. A combination of I don't want this life and There's so much opportunity that could come of this. A mixed feeling mashup that was pulling her in two directions.

I wonder if Zan ever felt this way?

Nah, she's way too on top of things.

Fen didn't know it, but she was dead wrong.

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(Wanna do that meeting thing with Akari now?)

The next morning, an aged, bespectacled businessman strolled through the tight streets of Vale's slums. He was carrying a locked suitcase and an official card. Showing absolutely no surprise at his surroundings, he stopped in front of a nondescript warehouse and knocked loudly on one of the large metal doors.