Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-26104528-20150622221614/@comment-26130256-20150909172057

"She's like what with all men?  What did I do wrong?  Is it that obvious?  What do I do now?" Azulius speedily whispered to Ingraham, his confusion evident. All he had done was be honest with the Eliminator, and she wound up blue-screening because of it, which with his limited knowledge of women and their ways, was a sign he had royally botched things up. At least Azzie now knew she was straight, since he had some bad luck with that previously. But not like it looked like that mattered, because his chance had been blown as surely as with high explosives.

"I want bourbon,"  he concluded, his shoulders slumping. "If we find any bourbon on this godforsaken airship, I call dibs." As if it was laughing, the airship began shaking and groaning a little before returning to normal. "After we fix the problem we came here to fix, of course." Shaking himself out of his melancholy, Azulius slid the taser he had "borrowed" from the commandos into a pocket, put on his brass knuckles, and prepped Roaring Moxie for another lengthy firefight.