Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-24147026-20160605220338/@comment-5999656-20160626035626

As the truck started up, Zanipher turned back to look around her surroundings. It seemed unlikely, but if Neil decided to try and compromise his own life to end hers by veering off the road and into a hidden ditch, well, she wanted to be ready to prevent any desperate measures. But the vehicle was traveling at a fair pace, windows and doorways passing relatively slowly by. No desperation to worry about yet.

Zanipher rested an arm on the open window, letting the cold wind bite at her face. She always liked the smell of night air, the water in it just breathed life. Not like in the day, when heavy traffic belching fumes and heavy heat made going outside almost intolerable.

Neil sounded more serious now, and Zan would mirror it in her own tone. It would give the double edge of making her seem genuine about her offer, while also conveying further her ability to "play along", so to speak. It all depended on how Neil perceived her shift in tone.

"You want to know what you get? I thought I'd already made it clear, but I have no problem with reciting it again. Expensive foreign and domestic goods delivered to your doorstep. Influence in political decisions. The ability to capture, torture, and kill almost anyone aside from the very top brass of the underworld and military. All the knowledge you could possibly want about anyone. Access to the most cutting-edge technology available in the world, military or not. Not to mention a shit ton of money and a shit ton of protection, forgive my language. The amount some of our clients pay us for one job," Zan said, twirling one finger in the air, "you could live off just that much Lien for more than a year. And no one with half a brain would ever dare challenge the Nine Dragons of Vale. The only drawback I can think of is the hassle of moving headquarters from Vacuo to Vale, but with our assistance the job shouldn't take more than a few weeks max." The last thing Neil said perked Zanipher's interest again.

"Ohhhhh, you're worried for your thieves? I thought your faction and you were a package deal? We'll assist in transferring them as well, and setting them up with proper housing and all the necessities. And I'm not talking about one-room apartments, I'm talking about actual houses in decent neighborhoods that don't have intensive community monitoring and are conveniently located. Or whatever you want, we're quite flexible," Zan said, with another hand wave. "Although we can't guarantee the same protection to each of them as we can for you, allying with the Dragons will give them access to an extremely lucrative underground market where they can accumulate their own wealth. They can do what they want with their profits."

Zanipher enjoyed flaunting the Dragons' immense wealth and power. But after this delivery she was hoping Neil would make up his mind. All this fake dawdling was getting a little tiring.