Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-26104528-20150928195402/@comment-26130256-20151003170810

(Not done yet, be patient!)

(To be fair, Cardamom Game Night is serious business .)

Violet placed the reciever to her ear. "Evening, ace, what're ya flying?  Inua?  Good.  We have enough space for ya on the south lawn.  Just be careful with the tennis courts." Handing back the device, she turned to the secretary. "Grab those four giant light sticks and some volunteers and set up a box so the pilot knows where he can go.  His life's probably hard enough as it is, and there's no need to make it worse." The Faunus nodded and took off through a side door.

Meanwhile, Azulius was still in the process of getting a read on the other members of the room. Based on Honara's reaction, something Violet had said something that set her on edge, but it was a toss-up whether it had to do with the matter at hand or just Violet's usual schemes.

The man in the combat vest  was clearly the more experienced of the two other interlopers.