Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-5999656-20170521035143/@comment-5999656-20170615013535

Zanipher ducked her head slightly as she smiled as well. She was glad that Diaboli's funk didn't last. The implications of a notorious crime boss suddenly regretting his actions, having to reconcile with the damage that he'd caused, trying in vain to repent for it all - it was a position she didn't envy at all. In fact, that very situation was one that she hoped she would never to have to deal with. The damage that could be caused by someone with immense power who simply didn't care anymore - that was something far deadlier than anything the Dragons could ever attempt.

When Diaboli referred to her as a friend, she merely let out a single, relieved laugh.

"I'm glad you said that," she replied. "I felt the same way, but to be honest I didn't have the courage to tell it to you. I guess we're both more than meets the eye, as cliche as that sounds."

"I can tell you've got a backup plan," Zan said breezily, bending the mask back and forth unconsciously as she walked. "I wish you the best of luck with your current job, though I don't think you'll need it."

She tilted her head so she was just barely suppressing a grin at him.

"So, do you think I might have the honor of calling you Decade from now on?"

(Looks like we're close to wrapping up. Think another post from both of us might do it?)