Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-25582638-20151210004452/@comment-25582638-20151216003710

(I have yet to grasp Brunhilde's personality :D)

That was fast

At first, Cyzarine watched the scene curiously with the hopes that the enemy will provide them info about the Dragons, but then-

They're still alive huh, she quickly felt disappointed upon finding out who are wanna-be killers of the heiress. She had previously interrogated some of them back at the mall and got no lead about the Dragons.

“Hilda? Are you seeing this?”

She heard her second cousin huffed in annoyance. “How useless. They’re not even worth talking to.”

“Maybe they can be good addition to the Hounds?”

“Probably. How are you going to go against that many? It’ll take another two minutes before the others get there.”

Ten digits against seven (her and the present Hounds). The odds are against their favour.

“Our priority is still the same (secure Fen). That’s all.”

“I know that, Rina but what’s your plan?”

Just by looking at the enemies, it’s obvious that some of them aren’t the same as the small fries she had encountered before. She won’t survive long with a few number of combatants by her side.

Four enemies ran up the taxi, ordering them to leave the vehicle.

“Awaiting your orders, ma’am.” The taxi driver said plainly to her.

Cyzarine turned her head to look at them again. At the corner of her eye, she saw Fen frozen in place. For some reason, she has to resist an urge to pinch a bridge of her nose.

My goodness

Just before she leaves the car, she got a glimpse of a certain object.

“Sir, can I have this? This might help take care of the rest.”

When the man turned around, he gave her a questionable look.

“That, ma’am?”

The driver is the first one who left and distanced himself from the car. A few seconds later, Cyzarine followed the suit. Her hands are raised at the same level as her head as she walks a few steps right in front of them. However, she didn’t get away far enough from the car. Also, she’s holding a megaphone.

“Hey! You too! Faster!”

One of the enemies howled angrily and pointed his gun at her. Whatever they’re ordering her to do, her observing gaze on them didn’t waver, subtly counting how many are they in the group. She knew that leader could kill Fen anytime now or perhaps take her as a hostage. He’s just right there in front the heiress, and it’s a matter of time before something worst happens. Whether or not the ridiculous plan of hers would work, she absolutely has no idea of knowing.

So be it.

“May I ask a question?” She asked in a loud voice enough for everyone to hear. Slowly, her eyes are becoming more glassy than usual.

“What?! Don’t you kno-”

“Were you the retarded animals who had their wh*res died like pigs at the mall the other night?” Cyzarine asked in an uncanny gleeful way.

The man’s eyes widen. “You-”

He was cut off again when she gave a light chilling laugh-

“It was really entertaining; gouging out their eyes and cutting their animal parts while they squealed and died like pigs. Ah, would you want some? I don’t mind sharing them to you at all, plebeians.”

And dropped an explosive statement with a twisted smirk that fitted her now empty dark blue eyes. At the back of her mind, Cyzarine was thinking how hard it is to imitate Basilia’s bad side.

Before the Faunus pull the trigger in fit of rage, the driver of the ambulance rammed them by backing the vehicle, protecting Cyzarine from any immediate physical attack on her. The taxi driver ran back to the car.

Barrage of bullets began hitting the vehicle, only to find out that it has an armoured body and bulletproof parts. That’s the time when the girl used the megaphone.

“I also have a gift to you all.”

The door at the back of the ambulance opened slightly and the crew inside threw something out.

The thrown object rolled towards someone’s feet.

“What the-”

In attempt to add more fuel to fire, Cyzarine had also decided to “borrow” a head from one of the thieves earlier that is, in truth, a bear Faunus.

“Kill her!”

The young soldier brought out a grenade from her jacket and pulled the pin.

“They’re quite fragile aren’t they, mother?”

Cyzarine murmured before throwing it over the ambulance into the enemies.