Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-26104528-20150622221614/@comment-26130256-20151126045317

"Glad to be of service," Azulius pantomimed tipping a hat as he took another huge forkload of pasta. Not only was Honara's help invaluable in the last handful of fights, but it was really great to put a face to the name and drawing Stahlfritz had showed him just over a week ago, even though it felt like much longer. Of all the salvage jobs in all the crashed airships in all the world, I walked into hers.

"We rescued Honara, we stole back those weather-controllers, we cleaned house on the Fang and some Ibalins, blew up an airship, and no one even got seriously hurt!  By my math, today was pretty successful."

(A day wherein I can reference Casablanca is a good day indeed.)