Cinder was a powerful woman, there was no question to that.
Neo knew that the woman could break her little neck in
probably mere seconds. That drew a sense of fear into the
tiny woman’s lungs. But that wouldn’t stop her from meeting
the woman and keeping her wits about her. She needed to be
calm and assertive in her own way. She would not cater to the
woman like her other two associates, but she would not
disrespect her either.
One hand idly twirled the parasol resting on her shoulder while
the other slipped into her back pocket. Slim fingers grasped her
scroll, taking it out to slightly illuminate the area with the screen.
With a few taps a blue print appeared. With a polite smile she
offered the device silently to the woman, showing her the
blueprint details of Ironwoods ship. The one her partner was
stuck on. The one she would get him out of– even if it meant
her own life. Her loyalty did not waver from the man.
slim fingers took a tight grasp on the blueprints. Cinder had never underestimated Neo - she was well behaved, she was a smart women, she wasn’t like the others Cinder had recruited ( they were useful, yes. but not enough to get what she wanted. they were like kids and she was playing the role of a mother. ) With Neo along, Cinder believed her plan would work on better and faster. after all, Neo was practically flexible, dedicated to her one and only MASTER ( Roman. ) , she was a mute- but she was clever. and that’s all Cinder’s been looking for. Talented people - brave and unstoppable.
a smile tugged on her lips as she looks at Ironwoo’s ship. complicated to handle, but knowing the mute, she had her ways. her ways to get in control of the ship but also getting her master back. Burning yellow eyes, glanced back on the pink haired, ‘ I’m impressed, Neo. You never seem to disappoint me or my likings. ’ Cinder actually enjoyed Neo’s presence; she could work with an associate like her, after all. Watching over Roman and keeping a clear eye on him - perfect. ‘ tell me, how do you plan on getting on that ship ? you can’t fly, after all. ’