Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-25582638-20151210004452/@comment-25582638-20151215031813

(Don't worry~ it's just their second meeting. Let's see what will happen on the third.~ That sarcasm though... XD )

''She wants something from my family then she acts childish when she didn’t get it. Seriously, what the hell?'', Cyzarine mused with slight disbelief as she watched the heiress walk away. She’s used to this kind of superficial remarks, thus the young soldier’s thought process wasn’t shaken up at all. It’s not even as the same level as that person’s way of degrading her.

“She has quite an attitude.~”

Didn’t I say that earlier?

“It seems that she (unintentionally) wants to become the bait. How many Hounds do you have near my location?” The young girl disregarded her second cousin’s comment and focused on the matter in hand. Brunhilde’s voice resounded from Cyzarine’s headphones, loud enough for the listener to hear but inaudible for passersby.

“Let’s see… about fifteen men. Hey Rina, are you sure you’re going to do this?”

“Of course, doesn't the Zirnitra have been scavenging solid intelligence of them for years? This might our chance to find out more about the Dragons, especially about their real identities.”

The taxi Cyzarine had asked pulled out behind the ambulance.

“So this girl is a blessing in disguise to us then.~ If that’s the case, the HQ shouldn't have any problems if I mobilize my Hounds.”

“Certainly.” The girl said as she opened the taxi’s door and let her dog enter first before herself.

“Contact the Zirnitra. Tell them I’m going to loosen my leash on you.”

“Oh my~ how rude of you for treating your own family like a dog.”

“It’s a figure of speech, y’know?”

Brunhilde chuckled at the other side.

“I know, I know. I’m just playing around.~”

Under the passenger’s seat, Cyzarine grabbed a black briefcase. She put her thumb on a small scanner and a few seconds later, the locks of the briefcase opened. Inside it revealed Cyzarine’s emergency weapons similar to her main. The only difference is that the emergency weapons are all black.

“Keep Ms. Suzhen on the edge and running. In that way, we’ll be able to find suspicious movements near her. Make sure that the IT group are watching every camera for enemy snipers. Men on the ground should hunt down as many enemies as possible. Our priority though is to keep the target (Fen) safe. Should the situation demand it, retreat with the target. ” Bottom line: Let the prey run before kidnapping it to lure the real predators.

Effective yet dangerous, quick yet devious. No wonder why the Battalion is quite wary of the Engelnacht’s way of doing things. Even if Cyzarine’s the one who’s giving the instructions, it’s Brunhilde’s job to organize a wide-scale havoc with some tweaking of her cousin’s plan. The one uses unethical methods for convenience while the other uses them for fun.

They just have to minimize collateral damage as much as possible. Getting into trouble with the law enforcement is last thing they want to deal with.

Well, Ms. Suzhen, it looks like you’re suffering from a terrible bad luck

In logical sense, Cyzarine knew very well that there’s no need to keep Fen exposed to danger. The Hounds could just grab her and force the enemies out of their hiding to give chase. Despite being raised as a disciplined member of the Bluthardt, she’s still a teenager with teenager tendencies. In short, the girl couldn’t help but add her personal preference on the plan.

A small dose of revenge on the heiress wouldn’t be that bad, right?

Cyzarine heaved a deep sigh again when she realized one thing:

Brunhilde and Basilia’s sadism seemed to be rubbing off on her.

Fifteen Scrolls rang and vibrated simultaneously in different locations. Seemingly, ordinary individuals opened them at the same time. Shopkeepers, janitors, construction workers, electricians, priests (lol), and countless people read the same message.

(Insert name here), you have been activated.

Names of those who are also activated were listed as well as instructions on how they are going to execute the operations. Right after they finished reading it, some of excused themselves for family emergency while others said that they have to buy something.

“It's show time." One of the activated Hounds said with excitement as he stuffed a bazooka on his duffel bag.