Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-26104528-20150531022109/@comment-26104528-20150612185801

Got lucky there. Seriously, Fritz just guessed at what could be an endearing nickname for Azzie. Too bad he didn't know what to respond for the cryptic phrase he that CATSAI diverted to him.

Not that it mattered too much. Text messaging always meant there was a small delay and Azzie was going down the back streets and alleyways; no witnesses. Now I just need something noisy to cover this flashbang...

Fritz got his scroll back out and scanned around for a possible point.

"Grab-your-junk Trash pickup, how can we help?"

With CATSAI changing the origins to someone else, all Fritz needed to do was cover his own voice in some way. In a nasally tone. "Oh, I'm going to be leaving town soon and I'd like my trash picked up now before I leave. We're on the corner of Elm and Norfleet."

"I think there's already a truck in that area right now so we'll get right on that."

Not a few minutes later, the truck was here and making a real ruckus with the hydralics. Truck is over there, the mark is over here...Let's do this.

Fritz hucked they flashbang at the wall in front of Azulius. As soon as that went off, he dropped down in front. Still cloaked, he moved to grab Azzie's collar to pull him to the ground where he could zip-tie is hands together.