Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-26130256-20150806184438/@comment-26130256-20150929190316

"Oh, money's not the concern at all," Trigo explained, glad to see the girl was calming down. "The trick lies in spending it wisely."

"I've told you about my sister Violet, yeah?" Azulius asked. "The crazy businesswoman?  She refuses to let the family spend any money with any company without letting her first dig through their financial statements."

"Exactly.  I remember this one charity Galatea wanted to sponsor, so Vio did some digging.  Turns out that 95% of their income went to cover overhead.  For every twenty Lien you gave them, only one went to actually help people.  So we kept looking and found a few groups that have their affairs in better order."

"I remember that one," Azzie smiled. "You should have heard Violet screaming and complaining as she read.  Imagine a fan watching their team play, and they're doing everything wrong.  Of course, not counting the Depression, most of that giving has been a change since... the old days." As he said that last bit, the magician's shoulders slumped and his eyes grew a little distant, just like when Trigo first snapped him out of things.

"That reminds me," Trigo cut in, trying to change the subject. "Sienna wanted you to call him, make sure you were alright, see what info you had about what happened tonight." Wordlessly, Azzie stood and walked out of earshot to make his call. Trigo shook his head as he took another drink of his flask.

"Rosa, Rosa, Rosa," the drunken master sighed. "You always knew what to say to me.  What do I say to him?"