Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-26104528-20160216181001/@comment-26130256-20160219070355

"Not quite what I meant, but I understand," Azulius turned to leave. "Thank you for your time, and have a good evening." Once out of the room, the mobster checked the balance, then routed the money to one of his sister's Cardamom accounts. While Violet was cold, ruthless, mercenary, annoying, petty, and many other negative traits, the fact remained she could launder money until it shone. Just in case any forensic accountants looked too closely and saw connections they weren't supposed to see.

Back in the lobby, he took a seat next to a hologram of some kind of stealth fighter, trying to calm both his nerves and his itchy scar. He almost couldn't believe it. The last date Azulius had been on that wasn't part of a con, he had been dumped, come out to, and stabbed in the chest, all in the same minute. While multiple friends had assured him that Honara was neither homicidal nor a lesbian, the phrase "once bitten, twice shy" was very much in effect. After double-checking his surroundings, he put on his headphones, booted up his scroll, and switched on the music app.

"Password required: SWErdnase.   Access playlist: T1NS3L . "

(Got to love that Tinsel Stirling...)