Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-26130256-20150806184438/@comment-26130256-20150912164852

(Still not finished, updating!)

"Do you see any marks on the girl?" Uriel gestured at Shani, whose face was unmarked by his "paper cut", before rolling his eyes at the muscle. "Ya had one job, Frank.  And it wasn't even a hard one."

"Now, since you're clearly new to this, I'll spell out the story slowly, all the way from the beginning," the enforcer returned his gaze to the robin Faunus. He grabbed a fairly thick file folder from a drawer in the desk.

"Now way back, when our great-grandparents didn't exist yet, Vacuo was kind of a different place.  The council of the time had thought that outlawing alcohol in all its forms would help decrease crime in the kingdom.  Spoiler alert:  it made things worse, and gangs were coming out of the woodwork to take advantage of the black market."

Uriel pulled a large, restored photograph out of the folder. Black and white, it showed three men standing in a classic speakeasy posing for a picture