Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-5999656-20160207063839/@comment-25582638-20160217130717

Raizel gritted her teeth the moment she turned her back on them. Customer service is important yet it is hard to act nice when the customers themselves are downright assh*les. At least for her with a violent temper. The rebel grabbed a few bottles to make the drinks they ordered and put them on the counter. The worst part is that she's being eyed again by another lecher. Nothing new yet still irritating. Why taking care of body seemed to bring more bad than good?

She's nearly reaching her wits end.

“I work to live.” she replied with a scowl. “And I've been working in dangerous places so I'll just appreciate your concern.”

The rebel just wanted to blow up his face right now. But that desire is also directed to another male invading Cyzarine's personal space and getting creepy.

The young girl noticed a foreign hand holding hers. She didn't want to fight but saw the need to do so. She's also not in good condition to fight but she has to find a way. She clearly recognized such disadvantage as her heart pumped harder. Cyzarine glanced up at the man, removing her sunglasses as she stared at him for a moment.

No choice then

“Yeah. I'm tired. *hic*” she slipped her hand away from the man's and rub her eyes with her fingers. “Sleeping's a great ideaaaa.”

Those sudden and unexpected words from a seemingly soft-spoken, calm made the rebel's eyes widen.

“What the hell are you-”

“Raizel.” Cyzarine interrupted, raising her soft voice a bit. “Please give me a pitcher of very *hic* very cold water with ice. *hic* It's getting a bit hot here.”

From a bystander's point of view, the young girl seemed to imply a rather erotic message. Cyzarine, however, is only referring the message in a literal sense, thinking that there might be a problem with the establishment's air conditioning.

But there's more than a mere need to alleviate the hot atmosphere around her.

The rebel swiftly passed on the tasks to her coworkers and went out of the counter. She could barely hold her anger as she neared the two.

“Excuse me, I need to talk to my friendhere.”

She said to the man then grabbed the Cyzarine's collar, pulling the girl closer to talk privately.

“Tell me what the f*ck are you doin' with them?”

“15 minutes. *hic”

“What?”

“Give me something *hic* very cold. Wake me up. Please. *hic* Help's coming in 15 minutes.” Cyzarine begged.

“Whose help?”

“Our team. Please. *hic* Give me something very cold.”

The rebel was puzzled of the young girl's strange request but set it aside. There's a gang now eyeing them like a hawk that needs to be dealt with.

“They're comin', right?”

Cyzarine nodded and hiccuped.

“I'll play along with whatever your plan is. Just don't mess up, are we clear?”

She nodded again.

“Good.”

After a minute of conversation between them, the rebel soon let the young girl sit on the stool again and went to fulfill the girl's request. It was a pretty easy one to do when seconds later, a cold, transparent sweating pitcher filled of water and ice sat right in front of the Cyzarine.

“Just for a *hic* moment.” she said to the man as she pulled the pitcher near to her and took a sip, feeling the cold liquid ran in her esophagus and to the stomach. Still unsure of what the young girl's doing, Raizel watched her carefully while cleaning the glasses, preparing herself mentally to unleash her Semblance anytime.

“Please get here fast, Roads.” she whispered before pressing the headphones, which ended the call.

All of a sudden, Cyzarine poured the contents on her head, ice cubes and cold water bathing her figure. It might be an attempt to snap out oneself. But her intentions wasn't only to do it.

Arousing her deepest fear, after all, arouses her stress to highest levels. And she only has one, easiest way to handle her fear of very cold things.

Cyzarine gritted her teeth as her pupils dilated and killing intent escalating into dangerous levels.

''He's coming. He's coming. He's coming. Need to kill him. Need to kill him!'

“Hey, girlie. What are ya-”

The girl flared her Aura and grabbed the man's shirt, putting and activating her right chainsaw boot on his stomach before it consumed his guts, much to Raizel's horror.