Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-13488655-20160426221910/@comment-22854550-20160509040616

Moira Lynwood had long grown used to being jerked around by her boss. This night was no different. She stood in the shadows, a hi-tech mini hologram projector sitting comfortably in her pocket as she surveyed the room.

Situation back home was going critical. Mama Kaiser was getting antsy about her assets and safety, while the male half of the twins wanted everyone to drop everything so they could rescue his boyfriend from Viscarias Satyr, of all people. Yeah, no. The Dragons didn't have the tangible resources necessary to mount a mission so directly against the White Fang like that. Before, attacking the Fang would have been an issue, but Adam Taurus and his gang of paramilitary thugs were on everyone's shit-list after what went down in Vale.

Getting in touch with the Cardamoms was the first step to getting a foothold in the region. Getting a foothold would be necessary for Valiant's Auntie Moira to get the means to pull Viscarias's spleen out through his throat without accidentally stepping on too many toes.

Because Ethereal Kaiser definitely hated dealing with hurt toes.

This was a personal matter as much as it was business.