Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-7489529-20151003120809/@comment-7489529-20151003232050

Dropping out of the ship, Albastru landed without a sound on the rooftop of a house. One of many of its shape and size, large numbers of small houses in various states of repair were stacked and jumbled together, with narrow streets snaking through the district. Even though it was considered a slum, the town was alive and cheerful. Upbeat music played from streets lit by colorful lightbulbs as children played soccer (football, whatever) and adults laughed and drank. Tracking this target would prove more difficult than Albastru had anticipated. Still, it made him somewhat happy to see that even though they were technically in poverty, the poor people of Vale could have fun. Flipping his jet-black visor down over his eyes, Albastru stalked the rooftops, scanning the crowds for signs of suspicious faunus. Unbeknownst to him, several blocks away, the biggest challenge of the night had touched down...