Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-25119920-20150417182333/@comment-26130256-20150425070314

(Either way, it's pretty fitting.  Hopefully it's not our heroes plans that come crashing down...)

Azulius nodded. "So far, so right," he replied, taking back his medallion. "But to be completely accurate, they're a crime family that's been running the kingdom for the past several decades.  But recently, they've started to go legit, and they're now just 'shady' instead of 'criminal'.  Either way, not folks you want to mess with.  Seriously, one of their core values is that no one messes with the family, or folks under their protection, without regretting it."

In a fit of impulse, Azulius quietly blurted out what was on his mind. "I'll just get the big spoiler out of the way, even if you already guessed it.  My full name--my real name--is Azulius Mignoli Cardamom.  Don Ochre is my grandfather." Azzie's voice seemed a little slower, weightier as he said this. "Both my parents loved me, and I got three squares a day, but the fact is that I was raised in the most powerful crime family in Vacuo.  Maybe not in Remnant, but we're certainly up there."

He looked at Iris to try and guage her response, but the sun had set too far and he could barely see her silhouette. She could probably see him, no problem, but Azzie was literally in the dark. This frustrated him a little:  One of the tricks that gave him such social prowess was reading a person's face to tell how they felt, and this required that you could actually see the face of the other person. He would have to wing this one.