Board Thread:Role Play Discussion/@comment-5999656-20170619043145/@comment-25582638-20180116044811

The more Zanipher expanded on her reasoning, the more Mona made sense of her actions. Reflecting on it, the matriarch discerned their differences of their modus operandi towards intimidation and confrontation at such “opponent” regardless whether it was personal or not.

The matriarch sipped her tea at the thought simply. Perhaps trying to convince the young woman to take a different stance would be likened to looking down on her personal taste.

Approaching personal mission through one’s personal style…

It seemed that doing this for someone else wasn't the only factor of Zanipher's actions. This is rather inevitable. … Cyzarine?

She hummed at Zanipher's question, pausing and staring at the young woman straight to the eye rather coldly.

At that exact moment, the temperature rose suddenly around them, Mona’s drink heating up as if summer descended into Mistral. But, just as quick as the temperature had changed, everything returned back to normal.

As if nothing happened, Mona dismissed the holographic screens with a wave of her hand and sighed again.

“Yes, it is highly likely, according to the analysis of her reports. I’ll confess to you, her view of us and your mission altogether could bring problems to my side, or worse, another problem to you,” Mona began, and paused again.

“Pardon my ignorance, Zanipher, but did you know exactly what happened between her and her team? That child refrained from reporting the details of their interaction other than ending in tragedy. This fondness you're implying and her own version of fondness could be contextually different.”