Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-5999656-20150907231134/@comment-25582638-20150922133431

(^Yare, yare~)

The young soldier heard the leader of the gang speak again. At the same time...

“Is that all?" She heartlessly asked the faunus.

Her right hand twisted something inside the open wound just a few inches below his left shoulder. He screamed as more vital fluid left his body.

“Yes! Yes! I swear I told you everything I know for f*ck's sa-!"

A bullet drilled into his head. The information that she had gathered from him was sufficient to dispose the useless. She realized that there's no need to hold back against the small fries. If she and the others fought back against trained Huntsmen and Huntresses head-on, they would surely face severe consequences more than mass slaughtering of civilians. Time is now ticking. 5 minutes left before the civilians die if they didn't bring the money to those self-proclaimed new animals. But her movements showed no desire to go out and do the easiest way to save the innocent.

Cyzarine instead looked to her right. A female voice yelped at that direction.

One of the two thugs, a faunus girl, who took the staffs as hostages earlier woke up in the middle of her interrogation and attempted to shoot her. But a bullet went through the dog faunus's right knee and left shoulder before the thug could pull the trigger. The faunus was unlucky to be at Cyzarine's peripheral view.

<p class="MsoPlainText"><span style="font-family:Helvetica,sans-serif;background-image:initial;background-attachment:initial;background-size:initial;background-origin:initial;background-clip:initial;background-position:initial;background-repeat:initial;">The little devil stood up, still looking at the injured faunus. Blood dripped from her leather right gloves as she calmly advanced towards the trembling faunus who had witnessed the savage interrogation her comrade went through. In response, the faunus frantically backed away until the wall touched her back. Cyzarine stopped in front of her, pointed her gun at the still unconscious faunus thug beside the girl, and put a bullet on his head. The faunus girl screamed his name.

<p class="MsoPlainText"><span style="font-family:Helvetica,sans-serif;background-image:initial;background-attachment:initial;background-size:initial;background-origin:initial;background-clip:initial;background-position:initial;background-repeat:initial;">“Y-You monster!" the girl yelled at her with both terrified and glaring eyes. <span style="font-family:Helvetica,sans-serif;">

<p class="MsoPlainText"><span style="font-family:Helvetica,sans-serif;background-image:initial;background-attachment:initial;background-size:initial;background-origin:initial;background-clip:initial;background-position:initial;background-repeat:initial;">To be seen that way was what Cyzarine wanted. Thanks to the faunus, she came up with a very risky plan that would certainly make everyone hate her. Now that the girl's morale is in tatters, all she has to do is to make the prey dance on her palm.

<p class="MsoPlainText"><span style="font-family:Helvetica,sans-serif;">This would be a good way to apply some of the “lessons" she had learned on how to create an Engelnacht agent.

<p class="MsoPlainText"><span style="font-family:Helvetica,sans-serif;">Time left from Cyzarine's POV: 4 minutes and 30 seconds