Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-25119920-20150417182333/@comment-26130256-20150425190908

(In a word:  Daaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaang.  Did not see that coming.)

Azulius was a magician, a closet con artist, and part of a Mob family, so keeping secrets was a second nature. He had an incredible ability to hide his emotions too.

At hearing Iris's revelation, though, all of Azulius's skill in keeping a poker face collapsed like so much tissue paper. He stood dropjawed on the beach, his mind racing with questions. How did she get the skills so young to override the traffic control system? What could she possibly have sufferred to drive her to such extremes? And where the Grimm were her parents at during this?

He sat down next to her, failing to hide a few tears of his own. His mind raced for something, anything, to say to her to help her feel better, but this was beyond any experience he could sympathetize with. Wordlessly, he hugged the Faunus close again, doing what little he could to help. Why did the universe keep giving him problems that he had no capacity to solve?

"I'm sorry, Iris.  I wish I had something more to say, but I don't.  I'm deeply sorry."