Board Thread:Role Plays (AU)/@comment-5180556-20150416032731/@comment-26130256-20150502161418

(Dude, Azzie is a he.  I am hurt.)

Recovering as he was from the psychic overload and focusing on his Semblance,  Azulius didn't stand a chance of dodging the mass of web hurtling towards him, and he was pegged to the ground in the least dignified means possible. Luckily, he was able to keep the noise going until everything stopped and the black beast once again resembled a person. Ears still ringing, he threw off his trench coat, which had absorbed most of the webs, and flipped Roaring Moxie into glaive form to try cutting away the web that bound his legs and shoes to the museum floor. As he worked, he tried once more to get some answers.

"That would depend," Azzie replied to Bryan's question. "Before we do anything hasty, we should really all explain WHAT IN OUM'S NAME IS GOING ON HERE!" He hoped his quick transition from calm to shouting would get someone's attention, and get some actual exposition going.