Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-26104528-20150531022109/@comment-26130256-20150725183604

"Well, forgive me if I've been here at Beacon!" Azulius snapped with a hint of defensiveness. "Ozpin kind of wants his students to be law-abiding citizens.  No bank heists, art gallery hits, and no burglary.  Not to mention part of the reason I came here was to prove I can do something besides criminal activity." He took a second to calm down, trying to fight back the memories of his own crazy heists.

"Not to say I didn't enjoy it, though.  With the Mob, if you've lost enough honor that a boss is ordering hits against you, looting your stuff is pretty much a given.  And I've helped with a few of those... acquisitions.  You've ever heard of the Four Sands Mirage Casino in Atlas?  Belonged to an enemy of the family, and I was in charge of cleaning them out.  Vault big enough to play baseball in.  I still have pleasant dreams about that job.  Modern freaking Cave of Wonders."

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"Sadly yes, but something tells me my nephew didn't exactly spend enough time preparing to fight an invisible person," Trigo shook his head. "And as a magician, he would know never to repeat a trick like this unless there was no other way.  I would have thought Sienna would have taught the boy a little more about blind fighting."

"He spent most of his time teaching the boy how to sneak through a fully lit room without being seen," Ochre replied, "He simply must have run out of time." The Don turned to Flagg to quickly explain. "Sienna 'The Sneak' Cardamom is Azzie's father, as well as our head accountant and one of our other more skilled hit men.  If you imagine Trigo's style as a minigun, Sienna is a silenced, not just suppressed, SMG that you can hide in a briefcase."

"Nowhere near as sporting, I say," Trigo poured himself another glass of rum. "When I kill a man, I at least have the decency to do it to his face.  None of this sneaking through an entire warehouse, never raising an alarm, or leaving any trace I was there foolishness."