Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-26104528-20161008203617/@comment-26130256-20161012083800

"Ya see," Azulius demolished the last of the marzipan bar, "It's been closing in on 3 years since I've done anything like this.  I thought my time as a 'Quin was over.  And here I am now, helping to plan one of the biggest heists of my carreer, with half the normal help I get from Brine, and a completely untested crew, at least half of which I secretly suspect of trying to steal our box that we're rightfully stealing from Master's Realm."

"So not only am I also wondering how many other skeletons of mine are escaped from the closet, but I'm entertaining some deeper questions about Honara and myself on the back burner," he sighed, turning back to the bag of sweets. "Yeah, I've got a lot on my plate tonight."

"But enough about me.  You look like you could use something sweet to go with that tea.  Pick your poison.  Milk chocolate, dark, extra-dark, white chocolate, stuff with peanuts, walnuts, macadamia nuts, Coconut, Samoan truffles, Patch-style macaroons..."

As he rummaged, the magician kept a close eye on the Eliminator. If he reacted at any specific words of the list of chocolate, it might be a sign that the word(s) meant something more. If he reacted to the words coconut and Samoan, it would prove that Brine was talking about something important when he left his cryptic text message.