Board Thread:Role Play Discussion/@comment-5999656-20170619043145/@comment-5999656-20180111052406

The Ninth Dragon felt herself deflate as Mona gave a calm reply, and she released her clasped fingers as she leaned back. Her eyebrows creased as she tried to follow what the older woman was getting at.

Someone else's responsibility? The security of the Daybreak Syndicate was her responsibility. And this 'someone being pushed' - was Mona insinuating that Platinum was more powerful than she had considered? That it would snowball into a chain of deaths of her eliminating everyone remotely related to the silver-haired girl?

If that was what Mona was insinuating, then she clearly had no idea how target assassinations worked, Zanipher thought dryly. But there had to be more to it than that.

All of her aggressive straightforwardness had been successful at slowly peeling back the layers of the older woman, but still she couldn't quite understand what the matriarch was getting at. Since ambiguities remained, she would have to continue the interrogation.

"I have no intention of negotiating with Platinum," Zanipher said slowly, reclining in her seat.

"I'll admit, it would have been easier to send a hitman in my place. But I think the girl deserves to see me. She's a real hero, and people like that are hard to come by."

Zanipher nodded thoughtfully.

"You're becoming more honest with me, and I appreciate that. I'd like to ask you again. Why do you care so much about Platinum Roads? She should be nothing but a footnote to you."

Zanipher paused.

"Is your daughter fond of her?"