Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-26130256-20170711055926/@comment-26130256-20170716054108

After a brief check of his Scroll, Edom was pleased to find Flagg had posted a high-quality map on their website, and the buildings went from random placement and purpose to having names and purposes. As he made his way towards the gym, a pair of eliminators called out to him.

"Me?" the imposter looked around, making sure the birdish woman was indeed talking to him. She seemed like a nice dame, and her toned limbs reminded him a lot of Honara. "I'm here for Unarmed and Close Quarters Combat, actually.  I can shoot just fine; it's up close that I need some help with.  Based on your weapons, I'm guessing neither of you are the teacher I'm looking for?"

In most social situations, Azulius was great at keeping calm and professional, regardless of whatever emotions were screaming inside him. But for Edom, he needed to be a little more awkward, which took an effort to maintain. As if in reverse, he needed to remind himself to speak with a bit of a stutter, wear his emotions a little more openly. In general, Azulius needed to be anybody but himself.