Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-26104528-20150928195402/@comment-26130256-20160122084336

"A meal sounds great, doll," Azzie agreed, glancing at the loyalist who had just become the victim of a leg amputation. For saying that Kurai never killed, a wound like that looked pretty close to fatal if he didn't find a medic soon. "But let's make sure all your friends from work can come too!" With that, he tossed a packet of Viton into the one-legged biker's hand and looked for the next problem in need of solving.

The half-dozen Destral pinned behind some cars seemed like a good start. Not only did he already see the solution to how to help, but freeing them meant they could go help the others. Focusing on his Semblance, he created a copy of himself on the other side of the battlefield, which promptly opened fire on the four loyalists pinning them down. Naturally, they dove for cover, but the cover they chose faced towards the illusion double, which meant their backs were wide open for being attacked by the real Azulius, who sprayed them with Ice rounds. Not too many people could set up flanking attacks by themselves.

"I was just asking myself that same question," the Cardamom underboss nodded at the owl, taking another sip of tea. "Dr. Mazzamorra is skilled and discrete, but his services are not cheap, even less so in the dead of night.  And not only are we protecting you and your associates, but I imagine some of you have families that will need to be taken care of as well.  That already has the makings of a good-sized debt."

"So, how could you pay the family back?  I don't imagine any of you have much money to pay us with, and you need your Dust supplies for your own defense.  The Cardamoms don't get involved with slavery, and it's been a decade since we dabbled in prostitution, so those options are out.  We probably have some... 'odd jobs' you can do, depending on your skill sets.  And perhaps you have some information that's worth something.  Or maybe there's something else I'm forgetting; it is rather past my bedtime." Sienna set his teacup down and looked the three leaders with a smile, as a maid walked in with a small table and three more teacups. "So you tell me.  How can you repay us?"