Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-26130256-20150309221223/@comment-26130256-20150311194632

(How does Shani work with the color rule?)

Azulius gratefully accepted the hug as he pondered what to do. ''Shani's still looks like she's seen a ghost, but I've got my first day at Beacon tomorrow! And what about this "phantom" running around? I'd hate to let her get hurt in the crossfire. And more importantly, how the Dust do I get back to Beacon? I don't know this part of town that well.  Maybe I'll just split the difference. Worst case, I go heavy on the coffee.''

"Tell me:  How far is it to Beacon from here?  I think I can stay for a little while, but I've got to make it back on time," Azulius said after a pause. Something distinctly felt wrong. Grandpa Ochre would say that someone was walking on his grave. Azzie felt like "someone" had brought a friend and they were dancing the Charleston on his grave. I just hope that none of the dancers like pumpkin masks and axes...