??? and The Chariot ; Liron River Pier
"PUPPY!?!" The Chariot burst out, nearly charging towards the other woman, but for the restraining hand on her shoulder. "Leave her be, Chariot. Release the mask." The tone to his words were different, the ... commanding feel. The Chariot almost went glazed on the eyes as she reached up and disengaged the mask. "Now, pass it here." The face twitched once, but passed the mask over, still seemingly under a spell...
"See? En, dealing with the lowers is much simpler than you would imply. She is perhaps a little wild still, but she is easily our most deadly weapon. And you cannot prevent this without reason." He smirked beneath the hood at the other Itex. "I think she knows who holds the key. And it isn't you yet. Whether or not the events conspire as you intend them, you are not yet at the end of them currently."
There was a daring to the words. A daring hidden carefully behind many layers of patience and politeness. Daring to test this woman's patience...
"You know the definition of orders, correct?" He asks, holding the Chariot's mask out as she stood to the side, glassy eyed. "Here's the Mask you needed."
The Chariot felt warm, comfortable. For some reason, giving this mask over after he asked her to wasn't hard. Then again, with how much she owed him, her life was his. Why was she feeling so ... loyal to this saviour enigma? This man she hardly knew?
For some reason, this troubled her....