Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-5999656-20170705042341/@comment-25582638-20170712224734

“......”

With the chain of awkward topics popping up one after the other, the teen could barely keep up with the pace. From reflecting upon their actions of the incident earlier to the discussion of their respective parents, which the duo had been equally superficial and vague about it, the topic about her team appeared to had instantly reached the peak of her social stamina.

In essence she didn't know how to respond properly at Lustra's harmless inquiry, initially. Up to this time, her time with the team was still a gray area for her, full of unexplainable experiences that she was still processing. Additionally, it had been a while. She didn't know how to talk about them.

“Hm, what are they like……” she muttered, showing to Lustra that she was thinking.

Cyzarine’s pace had noticeably slowed. Her lips formed a thin line, eyes looking down at the pair of dusty purple boots that had been once her weapons. For once, the teen was thankful that she’d learn a few things from Brunhilde.

Like how to make things you don't know how to talk about appear normal. Cover the basics. Summarize. And don't get emotionally invested.

“They were a lively bunch,” she said, her voice a little bit cheery but her eyes stared blankly ahead behind her shades. “We were too different from each other that there were a lot of times we had, uh, gotten on each other's nerves. We also had gotten into each other’s troubles in such a short time you know. Teenage problems and whatnots.”

Cyzarine paused and shrugged her shoulders, hands stuffed back in her pockets.

“Really overwhelming but everything worked out in the end so my time with them was memorable.”

The teen sighed softly. “It’ll be nice to see them again….”

And then she shut her trap. Calling it a lie was an understatement. What she’d just said sent a shiver down her spine that she abruptly stopped dead on her tracks.

It wasn't Platinum nor Raizel whom she was really afraid of meeting again but a certain heiress wearing a white beanie. Cyzarine was avoiding Vale for a moment, knowing that they would highly cross paths again now that they were under the umbrella of a large criminal network. Many things happened between them, mostly unpleasant. It felt very awkward if they were to meet again despite making up back at the hospital.

Not everything is forgivable.

“Mmmm, that doesn't sound like a bad idea,” Cyzarine muttered and sighed again as she moved forward, completely forgetting that she was talking to Lustra after a lengthy contemplation.