Board Thread:Role Play Discussion/@comment-5999656-20170619043145/@comment-25582638-20170619131818

Oh dear, I think I'm feeling nervous, a young girl, clad in frilly blouse and skirt, took a deep breath as she pushed a numbered button. Metal doors suddenly slid close. At that, the young girl felt beneath her feet the smooth ascent of the elevator to the higher floors.

She began removing her sunglasses and white bowler hat, noting how simple her cover up was. Her shamrock green hair unfolded with a subtle shake of her head while she deposited the accessories in her shoulder bag. Her golden eyes blinked rapidly, adjusting to the brightness of the elevator before the girl put on a pair of rim glasses. She didn’t forgot to don her favourite scarf.

“Okay Silia, you can do this.” Basilia whispered to herself. “Just be in your best behavior and don't let anyone see you come and go in the building.”

Sneaking under the noses of the paparazzi and public was her routine every time she went out for a very private family business. It was easier to do so at night than in broad daylight. Being a celebrity, she rarely received “daytime assignments”. And this was one of the rare assignments she was given, which shouldn’t be taken lightly. It was very important to her mother after all, and she shouldn't settle for okay.

Her assignment? Escort the 7th Dragon to the family’s high-end restaurant. Easier said than done. She was to meet the Dragon Head whose organization was the one the Bluthardt collaborate with the most in the network. The fall of Beacon affected their operations in the highest level, however.

I think mother wants to talk about that too…

As soon as the elevator reached the floor and opened its doors, Basilia poked her head out and scanned the hallways. A few seconds later, she stepped out of the elevator and proceeded to walk towards Zanipher's room. It wasn't hard to find it because Basilia studied the area beforehand. She checked her white gloves, ensuring that the Ice Dusts were loaded in the slot. Not that she was expecting to fight anyone today but, as her siblings put it, better safe than sorry.

I wonder what kind of person she is

As curiosity began to worm its way to her consciousness, Basilia knocked softly at the door.