Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-25119920-20150417182333/@comment-26130256-20150528161651

Azulius gave a half-smile of his own. While he didn't entirely sympathize with Hitori's choice of music (poor fool not understanding the power that is Blank Sinatra), it seemed to be what kept the boy sane through the crazy that life loved to deal young Huntsmen-in-training. Almost in response, Azulius pulled his cards out of his pocket and began to shuffle them, immediately breaking the idea of what his friends thought was possible with 54 pieces of paper.

"You'd be surprised how good groups like that are at surviving," Azulius wondered out loud. "Most street gangs are like weeds.  Unless you make sure to get every last one, they'll grow back like you never even did anything.  And speaking of growing, I've heard that the Legion's still a little divided on Lucifer being the new boss, which makes sense with your story." Azzie stroked his stubble with one hand, while the other hand managed to split the cards in half and riffle shuffle them by itself.

"Now, a breach like that would be a gold mine to exploit, if we want to do some damage, but I'm pretty sure that Iris and I are now personae non grata, once Luc figures out what happened with our bank robbery.  Unless he still trusts me, in which case I will not believe it in the slightest.  You can't be that stupid running a gang."