Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-26104528-20161008203617/@comment-26104528-20161129052247

While Azzie's subconscious was tossing around what to make of Honara's bloodlines, Fritz's subconscious was trying to figure out exactly what the worst case scenario could be if word of Coconut Samoa got out.

"Yeah, that's an idea." he quipped. Right on cue, Angel-Fritz and Devil-Fritz re-appeared.

=
"Y'know, when they say 'guilt weighs heavy on the heart' I didn't think it was that literal. Look at you. You're sagging." Angel-Fritz started while Devil-Fritz rolled his eyes. "How do you plan to save the world like that?"

"Getting rid of your high horse'll save some weight too y'know." Devil-Fritz chimed in, swinging his halberd in example. "The saint's right though. If you can't focus on the job, why go in the first place?"

''Ok, point taken. So what's your master plan then? ''Stahlfritz wondered.

"Well we can't back down because one: that guy" Devil-Fritz pointed with a clawed finger that was engulfed in fire. "will never let either of us hear the end of it and two: if not you, than who?"

"Azulius and George, of course! You know the saying: two's company, three's a crowd. And given what we do for a living, company's not a good thing to have during a stealth job." Angel-Fritz barged in.

"For once, I'd agree. ExceptforthefactthatthemainRPwe'rebasedoutofhastechnicallytimeskippedpastthiswholeconversationsodoinganythingnowwouldbealteringthealreadyestablishedtimelinefurthermorewe'dbethrowingoutaperfectlygoodandveryjuicyplot." Devil-Fritz motormouthed, leaving both his master and counterpart in the dust.

"Look, either way you gotta get this crap off your chest if you're gonna rob the place. Here, let me help." with another red puff of smoke, a red microphone appeared in his hand and he snapped his fingers in front of it...

=
"Azzie, there's something I gotta talk to you about..."Stahlfritz started trailing on, his eyes slowly floated towards a photo hanging next to the window. A photo of him and Stella at one of Eaglis's open-air floating bars, the lights of the Harbor behind them and a drink with two straws between the two of them.