Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-25924729-20151107020221/@comment-25582638-20160323212424

The young girl successfully recorded the goon's testimony. She was rather grateful that there will be no need to talk to them nor to waste time hunting enemies down for more intel. In conclusion, she'll now focus on rescuing the children. Specifically, her family's orphans.

Cyzarine isn't going to do the job of those who are responsible for the other children. Orphanages, parents, guardians, and police should do that. She maybe under the Battalion but she has no obligation to openly follow their code as Cyzarine Bluthardt. Special Officer Kaiserin is obligated to do it. Privatism is very easy to follow.

Just as she strode towards the elevator, sizzle sound of metal from behind got her attention. She continued to walk though.

They're finally getting in, she thought before entering the elevator, which is now dirtied with bloodied footsteps. At the same time, remembering the presence of a Von Feuer on Barnes' side left her puzzled. She never personally knew of the two with the same last back at Beacon. Being a resident of Atlas, Cyzarine knew of a deceased, well-known weaponsmith who has twin children. The fact that the records said that Leona is dead, it didn't make sense why Tigris and Leon look similar. This didn't matter to her until a Beacon student is against them.

Another thing is that Brunhilde kept her mouth closed about the Hounds' activity of monitoring the Castellan girl, another Atlesian. Clearly, she's adopted by the known Castellan in Atlas. But why monitor a former orphan?

Something's going on here

Her thoughts were interrupted when the elevator closed swiftly just in time before she could get a glimpse of Ravelyn and Sandi. She's just about to press the secret button to the Funhouse. Chances are, someone pressed a button ahead of her. Obviously, it's a damn vertical transportation used to move between floors for convenience. Who wouldn't want that?

Cyzarine pressed the button for the Funhouse anyways when the elevator moved up to the...... 5th floor. She isn't familiar with the building's layout. Frankly, she's expecting the worst to happen as usual.

Cyzarine looked down to her gray-colored (red if she doesn't have psychosomatic color blindness), weaponized boots to give the blades a quick check. She mused a bit on whether she'll bother to remove the thin, long, fleshy thing or not. She also loaded Adlig Teufel with new ammo.

The young girl uncuffed the briefcase and opened it abruptly, dropping 24 metal spheres on the floor that resounded very loudly. It's a precaution for expect the unexpected.

The moment the elevator arrived on the other floor, a feminine voice resounded beyond the opening doors. It said something about stupid kids.

Literally, the only people under the category of kids are her, the Beacon students, a Pilgrim, and the abducted children. The stupid part didn't make any sense.

Cyzarine processed the tall, young woman as an unknown being. The thing is, there is no malicious intent. Second, the woman has a weapon. Third, there's a whiskey in hand. For her, this is a difficult combo to figure out whose side is the masked woman on. If she remembered correctly, this person is on the enemy's side, which prompted her to point Adlig Teufel at the woman. The young girl was too busy to get out of the accursed snow to discern her surroundings.

What only stopped her from pulling her gun's trigger is the alarm bells ringing in her head that said “too dangerous”.

Not wanting to make the first move, she whispered a word “halt” to prevent the Frag-Spider Bombs from doing what they're automatically programmed to do. They stayed on their respective place.

“What is your objective here?” she asked flatly.

Her future actions will now depend on Alice's answer.