Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-25582638-20151210004452/@comment-5999656-20151228043639

Fen watched, silent but impressed, at the architecture of Amethyst Belt and the sheer affluence the place exuded. It looked like a modern duke's mansion, or some staple castle from a high-budget Hollywood film.

She also noticed the several guards situated around the property, and the childish response of the taxi driver to Cyz's words.

''What does it take to condition such loyalty in servants? It can't just be the paycheck, ''Fen thought.

Fen turned to see Cyzarine undressing slightly, revealing heavy scars that were previously concealed by her clothing.

How-?

Fen was aware that many Huntsmen and Huntresses, even those in training, bore scars from their various tussles with the Grimm and other physical struggles, and her friends were no different. Platinum hid her scars by wearing gloves, and Automne was a little less conservative about hers, although she so far wasn't willing to bring its source up in much detail. But seeing them on Cyzarine, Fen started to realize a possible reason why the young soldier was so emotionally distant all the time.

"Huh? Oh, okay." Fen looked over to see a pair of shoes that she somehow hadn't noticed before, and complied with Cyzarine's request. She then got out of the taxi to survey the landscape more properly.

It was really grand, for sure. Even so, the high security that made no effort to conceal itself laid a dark feeling about the place. Fen also realized another thing.

"Oh, I'm going to have to clean up the entire place, huh?" Therein lies the drawback of having a huge house.

Fen hoped the Bluthardts weren't too messy with their belongings.