Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-25119920-20150417182333/@comment-26130256-20150710064233

"If it makes ya feel any better," Azulius explained, trying to soften the blow of deception a little, "Only two people in Vale figured out my story without any help.  First was Ozpin, but he probably shouldn't count, because I highly doubt that guy's human.  And your mentor, Rojo, but he somehow knows my dad, so he doesn't count either.  The rest of Beacon, my poker buddies in the city, Vale PD?  Hook, line, and sinker.  I still can't believe Immigration didn't say anything."

Azzie turned towards Hitori, spreading his arms a little. "And you're probably right.  I've had some hard knocks over the years, but nothing like you've worked with.  If I've had any problems growing up, they weren't because of my family being horrible people.  Liars, scoundrels, and thieves, we're all, but anyone who lays a finger on one of our own is gonna lose it.  Human or Faunus, old or young, hitman or an accountant." His head leaned back, and he closed his eyes, the better to focus on the memories.

"Which brings us to the actual 'tragic anecdote' portion of tonight's program.  The full story of what happened to my grandmother, perhaps?  The explanation of why I chose to become a Huntsman?  Or perhaps the story of how I got this?" Azzie unbuttoned his shirt, showing the same scar he had revealed to Iris not even a week ago. "Or if none of those tales interest ya, we can just Q&A for a spell until you find something work asking about.  Choice is yours."