Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-5999656-20160207063839/@comment-25582638-20160507111022

One moment, Raizel was musing on how come the Platinum would turn up dead. Then next, her mood turned very, very sour that she could've gave that “arrogant-f*cking-b*tch” an uppercut and a good beating if it wasn't for the young girl's swift response by pushing the rebel with her free hand and slamming the door shut loudly.

“What was that for?!” Raizel asked angrily.

The young girl facing the door didn't reply. She put her hand on the door and leaned on it without uttering a word. The rebel saw the blank expression of Cyzarine from the side, dark blue eyes seemingly staring at the void after that ordeal. Raizel rolled her eyes as she went to the table. Staying in touch with the young girl for a while made her aware that girl has yet to become truly angry over something. Cyzarine is quiet as f*ck instead of getting angry. The rebel used her silence to mouth off her thoughts.

“She came for help then she just walked away like an all-knowing, drama queen sh*t! I wouldn't have talked to her if I didn't give a damn, right? So what the hell's her problem?”

Raizel picked up a silver-colored flask on the table and downed the contents hastily. Of course, she and Fen had a bitter encounter on their first meeting.

''Tch. You were the one who doesn't want anything to do with me, moron''

All Raizel remembered that day was the heiress' nerve to provoke her. Not to mention, when she sided with Cyzarine, it looks like the heiress thought that she doesn't want anything to do with her.

“Raizel.” the young girl finally broke her silence.

“What?”

“Would you help her find Platinum?”

The rebel shot her a confused look.

“Hey, not that I don't want to find Platinum but Fen clearly doesn't want us.”

“But I didn't say we're going to work with Fen to find Platinum.” Cyzarine said in a gentle manner as she turned around to face Raizel. “She doesn't trust us, yes, but knowing her, she'll be digging her own grave sooner.”

She continued on with a flat tone, trying her best to rationalize the situation and to deaden Fen's tone towards them, converting the heiress' message into “trust issue” instead of interpreting it as something else in an emotional sense.

Now's not the right time brood over it, she thought.

“So you're saying that we're going to help her by looking for Platinum on our own? I can deal with that.”

“And keep her safe.”

“................... Huh? How are we going to do that?”

As if on cue, Cyzarine brought out her Scroll.

“I know someone who can help us.”

A few minutes later....

Near the airship docks, one of the surveillance cameras zoomed in to the heiress who was disembarking an airship. It continued to stalk her as a certain man in hat, sitting on a blue van parked near the docks, said something over her Scroll. A split second later, Fen's Scroll will ring and indicate the name of the caller as “unknown”.

“Such a nice weather we're having here, don't you think, little deary?” the voice of the heiress of the Engelnacht greeted her happily before announcing her intention to Fen.

“The little devil summoned me to lend you a hand. But it looks like you're going somewhere.” this time, she spoke melodramatically.

“Didn't you want our help to find your friend? Or perhaps the Bluthardt aren't good enough to help you?”

While Brunhilde talked to the Fen, the blue van rolled out of the parking with an intention to follow the unsuspecting heiress. -- A few minutes ago...

“Hilda, I need your help. Big trouble.”

/“What happened?”/ a surprised voice of a young woman responded to Cyzarine. Though she's more surprised that her young cousin used the words “big trouble”, which would usually means “urgent family matter” in the duo's vocabulary. But that meaning was completely shattered when Cyzarine said these next words-

“I'll explain everything later but you have to help Fen right now before she does something reckless. I'll send over my subordinates to assist you.”

Brunhilde remained silent on the other side for a moment.

“Hilda?”

/“Do you realize what you're doing, Rina? Auntie will not like this.”/ she said grimly, knowing that Cyzarine is in a delicate position after the incident with the heiress of the Suzhen family. What's more is that the young girl should be staying away from Fen. Another reason for Mona to be displeased ten fold.

However, it fell deaf to Cyzarine's ears. She already have enough of this charade.

“Hilda...... does it mean you refuse to help me?” the young girl's tone remained gentle yet very conflicting with the atmosphere she was giving off. Then a light chuckle resounded from Cyzarine's headphones followed by an obviously restrained laughter, much to Cyzarine's confusion. But there was one thing for sure: Brunhilde was definitely not mocking her.

/“Oh deary, how could I ever refuse my beloved cousin?”/

In that instance, young girl took a deep breath to extinguish her annoyance. Was Brunhilde playing games again?, she thought inwardly.

/“So, how will I help her?”/

.........

With that, the call ended with Brunhilde analyzing Cyzarine's complex situation. The young woman stood up from her chair, looking out the glass window overseeing the city of Vale as the color of the sunset almost looked like blood. Another chuckle escaped her throat as she brought out her Scroll and headed towards a glass door.

“Just when did you start minding other's business, Rina?” she muttered with amusement and pondered as she recalled Cyzarine's instruction.

''“Put her in the safe house and don't let her go until I say so. Tell her we'll find Platinum.”''