Board Thread:Role Play Discussion/@comment-5999656-20170619043145/@comment-25582638-20170623011732

The young girl gulped inaudibly, processing Zanipher's words, as she watched the red-eyed woman arranged her belongings.

''It can't be helped. You came here after all,'' Basilia mused. In general sense, she has a strong intuition on why Mona wanted to speak with Zanipher. Even so, she didn't want to jump into conclusions. She’d have to wait and see.

Golden eyes swept around the room again, then stopped right at the glass door. The view reminded her of the mountains at the north of her hometown, with the difference being that the mountains there were pitch black and white, and the top mostly hidden by clouds. She had a clear view from her bedroom back at the Bluthardt's main house. No, not her bedroom. Their bedroom, her and her dearest half’s.

Without realizing, her left hand went to the scarf. Basilia remembered that her fraternal twin had taken another Grimm exterminate mission today and will be back tonight. That kind of mission was something the family didn't frequently participate. Quite unpopular, but that didn't stop her sister from changing her way of contributing to the family. The change was some sort of protest, however. She felt it, Cyzarine’s silent objection to the family’s decision to join the Dragons. She had yet to hear her sister express her objection. Even so, it was unlikely her opinion had been taken into consideration.

Basilia pulled out her Scroll from the shoulder bag, and sent a message to someone to ready the car.

Her head snapped back at Zanipher when she’d noticed that the woman was ready to go. Basilia followed her lead, stepping out of the room and heading for the elevator.

Upon hearing Zanipher’s question, the young girl’s face suddenly broke into a smile. Basilia couldn't help but toy with the idea of asking any question. Still, she needed to filter whatever she’d been thinking.

“Oh, yes, I do have a question for you,” Basilia replied as she shaped her hair into a bun and covered it with a hat. She put her hands behind her back, looking at Zanipher curiously.

“Are you always this straightforward, Miss Zanipher?”