Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-25582638-20160610195851/@comment-5999656-20160619025126

"Thanks for everything, Cyzarine," Automne replied. But the girl's next words confirmed what she had assumed from the beginning.

For a few minutes she was actually freaked out that some people might be after her for some reason. But that would have made no sense, and Automne knew that even if unexpected, crazy things happened, there was always a reason behind it. People just didn't no things for no reason at all. Simple as that. Cyzarine, though, being the child of a very high profile family, to say the least, probably would have trouble simply as a byproduct of her family making a few enemies.

Cyzarine had left the room before Automne had time to say anything else, so that left her alone for a little while. Automne swiveled back around. That explanation did make sense. Which meant that the only thing she had to worry about for herself was the aftermath of her reaction. But if the Bluthardts could handle it, then really the only issue was contacting her team. And she wanted to tell Cyzarine to be careful, especially if someone was out for Bluthardt blood.

''Bluthardt... blood heart?''

Automne realize that she would probably be okay. If no one found out about this little incident, and she could put it behind her, then things would stay the same. So she dialed Respersio's Scroll.

"Hey Resper, I think I'm gonna be a little late coming back to the dorm tonight."

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"No, nothing big but I got kinda sidetracked by something."

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"Uhh, I'll fill you in on the details when I get back."

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"I'll be fine. See you tonight."

She ended the brief call with a tap and sighed. Respersio was very trusting, wasn't he. Too much so. The sound of hissing distracted her from more thought on the topic.

Automne was caught off guard by the sudden materialization of a tiny black cat out of nowhere, but then she remembered something Fen had complained about some time back.

''Oh right, Cyzarine's pet. A nasty little thing, apparently.''

She watched the animal for a few seconds, waiting for some kind of further reaction. Meanwhile, she reached across the counter and picked up her weapons, shaking off the water droplets and wiping them with a white towel she'd found in the drawer under the counter.

Chik-chunk-sshhhiiiinng.

A few folds and her pistol and saber were once more part of the same weapon. The switchblade went back into the compartment in her boot. Everything was set, but there was nothing to do afterwards.

Eeeyyyyyy....

Automne had an idea. She raised her tail up so that the end of it was pointed towards the ceiling, and waved it back and forth a few times. For some reason she wondered if the cat could be confused by the sight of such a thing. Of course she'd stop messing around the second Cyzarine stepped back into the room, before she embarrassed herself, but why not play around a little? In the wild, foxes could easily make prey of domesticated kittens. So would the kitten recognize the amalgamation of its predator and a human? Silly stuff, but might as well do something before the cat decided to lunge and Automne accidentally skewered it in self-defense, or something.