Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-5999656-20170521035143/@comment-5999656-20170528165554

"Sure, sure," Zanipher laughed. She casually took a few steps, brushing past Diaboli before spinning around to face him again.

"It's because I'm a Dragon Head, after all. The knights in shining armor won't stop coming as long as I'm around. It's an occupational hazard."

Zan placed a hand on her chin and rested her elbow against her other arm in a thinking pose.

"You know, I've never been in Mistral by myself before. I've got a job to finish, but if I can manage it I would love to have a fun night out or something before I head home. And since it sounds like you're busy with something important, perhaps... I could tag along, help out a bit..."

Zanipher's face lifted up so she was grinning at Diaboli.

"Perhaps I might offer my services, free of charge, for one night? Well - not that kind of night, unfortunately, but consider it a complimentary sample. A small taste of what might come if you choose to contract me in the future."

The innuendo was unintentional, but Zan managed to get her point across nonetheless. Teaming with Diaboli to deal with a private problem of her own had worked out very well, especially since her fellow Heads weren't the type to combine forces in person. If he had a little job he needed to get done, and she could be there too, well, why not go for it? And there was the emotional matter of her own objective. Figuratively speaking, she was going to confront Platinum, tell her to quit stalking the Dragons, and beat the message into her. But to change the mind of someone so hardheaded wasn't going to be an easy deal, and Zanipher wasn't personally fond of excessive violence and torture. And yet there was no way around it.

"Point is, since I've got an ugly job coming up, I'd like a good breather before or after to clear it from my head. Might there be a chance I can help you?"