Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-26104528-20160216181001/@comment-26130256-20160917081745

"Oooh, fun!" Violet smiled, taking a closer look at the electro-cuffs. "You might have to tell Rattler some of your tricks.  Something tells me my brother wouldn't mind at all.  Dust knows he's got plenty of secrets.  Remind me to tell ya about the time I lent him to VPD to stop a serial killer, and he--Wait.  Oh, this is going to be good."

Straining her eyes against the dark, Violet could see her car parked back in front of the branch office, and her brother's jacket stood out just enough. In a flash, she dropped to one knee, removed a camera from her purse with a very large zoom lens, and started dialing in the focus. It was blackmail time. Violet's favorite time of day.

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"All right then!" Azzie's face brightened at least three shades, knowing that he had a next time. Somehow, despite his past, he had successfully not screwed things up. "Naturally, though, it's only right that you get to pick what we do next time.  You played along for my plans, so I'm good for pretty much anything." Feeling his scar start to itch again, he rested his left hand in the pocket of his suit and kept his gaze focused on Honara, who was standing a lot closer to him than he would have expected her to stand.

''...And how does she have curves like those, while still being in peak physical shape? Only marble statues and comic book characters can get away with that consistently.''