Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-25119920-20150417182333/@comment-26130256-20150509004333

The magician smiled. As far as friends to rob banks and con gangsters went, he had chosen wisely.

Getting off the train at last, Azulius led Iris to an out-of-the way nook in Beacon's main courtyard. It had a small bench underneath a weeping willow tree, which he had often used to read a book or practice magic in peace. He sat down, and gestured for the snake Faunus to do likewise.

"Now, you may find this hard to believe, what with my people-working skills and all, but I've always been somewhat of a klutz romantically.  Give me a target to con, a crowd of people to fool, a fancy party to bluff my way into, not a problem.  I've probably done harder in my sleep.  But find me a pretty girl and tell me to ask her on a date, my silver tongue will tarnish and I'll be as awkward as any other guy, if not worse."

Azzie paused, both to steel himself for the story he was telling and to give Iris a moment to respond, if she had something to say.