Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-25119920-20150417182333/@comment-26130256-20150516182449

Oh, sweet Dust on a doughnut, you have got to be kidding me!  Azulius thought, as his party was further crashed by this man in a suit and his own pack of muscle. ''Did Iplitan invite everyone to this bank robbery but himself? ''It was somewhat of a pity, in his opinion. In contrast to Lucifer's barely contained psychopathy, the man (or perhaps Faunus, based on those feathers in his hair) seemed to have restraint, discipline, maybe even actual class. It would have been fascinating to talk, maybe even spar with Aquila, but that would have to wait for another day.

"You know, this used to be a private bank robbery," Azulius complained, pacing back and forth, snapping his fingers. As he walked, he made careful note of where the Legionaires and his friends stood relative to the vault. It might be possible, but it would be dicey. Still, nothing ventured, nothing gained.

He turned back to Iris and Hitori, using his Semblance to whisper to them his plan. "To be honest, I don't know if we can steal enough on this run to split the way we planned.  Magenta, I don't suppose you can shed some light on this situation?"

As he finished talking, his finger snaps took on a strange, unpredictable rhythm. Iris recognized the letters just in time. D-A-R-K.