Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-25924729-20160209062713/@comment-25924729-20160529025812

The first thing that hit Daphne was the aroma, she crossed the room to where Azzie was stirring the sauce, and took a long, appreciative sniff, then sighed. "I knew there was a reason not to run." she giggled, joining in on the joke.

Then the door opened, and she glanced up for her first glimpse of the Don.

Daphne immediately noted the family resemblance to Sienna and Azzie. If it weren't for the bodyguards and tired look in his eyes, and general aura of expertise and toughness that came with age, she could've easily taken him for a kindly old grandpa, instead of one of the Vacuan underworld's most powerful men.

She quickly looked down, to avoid staring rudely. Her gaze now rested over the man's feet and cane, which she correctly guessed was a concealed weapon, but that was hardly the most surprising thing. The Don's gait suggested reluctance to use the cane, perhaps it was a way of showing authority, trying to deny his age? Or maybe it was simply a personal habit or deeper reason to it?

"A bit more action than i expected, but great, all things considered." she answered politely. "I'd say your family runs the city pretty well."