Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-26104528-20150531022109/@comment-26130256-20150718063924

(On an OOC front, I would love to read some of the pages from this Order Demonology.)

Azulius looked closely at the swordswoman. He didn't know her, obviously, but he had seen that same sort of look on a disturbingly large number of people he had met at Beacon. Being a Huntsman seemed to do something to a person's brain, and it looked like being an Eliminator brought with it much of the same baggage.

"Cards on the table:  She's kind of hot," he admitted, showing only a hint of a blush. "Of course, maybe the artist is being generous here, or maybe I'm just lonely.  But speaking of loneliness, I don't think the transcontinental flights leave until morning.  You got any plans?"

"Hold on a moment," Trigo asked confused. "I thought being on a board meant I could only give those people snide looks and passive-aggresive comments.  If I can inflict violence on them too, that makes everything different." Smiling, he looked back at the pictures of Azulius's card and the destruction in Vale and laughed again.

"Would you care to share your joke with the class, Trigo?" Ochre asked in his best fake teacher voice. Wordlessly, Trigo handed the device to his father, who promptly joined him in laughing. "Well, that certainly looks like a thing.  And a fine thing indeed!" Glancing at Mr. Flagg, Ochre offered him the Scroll face-down, in case he was one of those who worried about spoilers.

"I haven't seen the video yet, but if these pictures are any indication, we may have a summer blockbuster on our hands," the Don explained with a smile.