It seemed the poor were simple-minded after all, mused Arara, as she watched his eyes follow her black credit card. Being the heir had it's advantages, unlimited wealth being one of them. Sure, something insane like purchasing a country would still be out of her range, but still. The power of wealth was pretty extreme, pretty abusable. She normally wouldn't show off like this, but unlike the past, she had a concrete goal this time: tracking down her brother, who's location was unknown as of now. At least her money was clean, even if it wasn't her own.

The boy managed to restrain himself enough to ask about the possibilities of ulterior motives though, and for that, Arara forced her smile into a frown, as she smoothly snapped her credit card back into the wallet, the symbol of luxury hidden from sight once more. [b]“Oh,” [/b]she asked, an expression of hurt appearing on her features,[b] “Don't you trust me?”[/b]

She let those words hang for a moment, watching his reactions out of amusement, before smiling once more and accepting his handshake, grasping it with uncharacterist strength and shaking up and down three times, before releasing. [b]“You may address me as Lady Arara Sakanade, Alistair Thorne. And my condition is simple. Just...be my friend. If you're interested in this proposal, find me after the entrance ceremony.”[/b]

[url=http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=m-N3MS1YKeo]And like that, Arara left.[/url] The airship definitely should be landing soon. Unless five minutes was another way of saying an hour.