Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-5999656-20160207063839/@comment-5999656-20160605043626

Platinum waited until Cyzarine had left the room, then heaved a great sigh. She was usually the one accusing, and normally Fen would play the mediator who calmed things down. But in this situation, where she had to be the calm one, all she could think of doing was telling the truth as nicely as possible. Hopefully it would make a difference. It was certainly kind of Cyzarine to take care of the bill and the paperwork.

As for Fen... a definite change had come into her friend the last few weeks, a change only exacerbated by repetitive subjection to threatening situations beyond either of their ability to control. This new Fen was angry, almost arrogant, and Platinum still didn't know how she'd been able to hire a group of exceptionally trained bodyguards.

As she walked out of the hospital, Platinum couldn't shake the feeling that things had changed irreversibly because of Team PRFC. Even though she was harsh, it wasn't easy having to take on a person over and over and seeing no improvement. That was why the detective hoped so badly that Raizel and Cyzarine could change, because it would mean that not everything that had come from their brief union was bad. She would do her part to stop and hold her judgment before attacking people for traits she didn't know the origin of, and she would certainly never go after serial killers by herself again. She hoped, too, that Fen would acknowledge the path they had been set towards and rather than try to go back, work out a new future for herself. So returning to her dorm, Platinum felt a mixture of not-quite-hope, and some melancholy, until she noticed something.

"What.... who's been in my room?!" Another two seconds and she knew who.

"Uuuuuugggghhhhh," she groaned at the ceiling. But since they'd parted alright before, and this was probably how they'd found her location, Platinum let it slide - almost.

In the evening, a brief email was sent to Raizel and Cyzarine's school accounts.

Dear Cyzarine and Raizel,

''This might sound stingy, but please don't go looking through my stuff again. Like, you wouldn't want me seeing your secret stash of candy or anything like that, right? Anyway, I'm actually letting you guys know that you did good based off the info I'd left here. Thanks for saving my life.''

Goodnight,

Platinum

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Fen, meanwhile, had already embraced her new lifestyle as a pseudo-criminal, and began taking self-defense and espionage lessons from Tez and Zan. With the knowledge she was accumulating every day, she became an informant on any suspicious activity detected within Beacon, just another mole like the countless others already inside. Another limb of the nine-headed Dragon.