Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-26130256-20151030063516/@comment-26130256-20160125230833

As Kaili opened the wallet, a flashing red light and a loud siren turned on, drawing the attention of the entire restaurant. The wallet itself only contained the small alarm, three Lien, some obviously fake credit cards, and a "driver's license" with Azulius sticking out his tongue.

The man himself walked out of the room, a relieved smile.

"There's my wallet!" he walked over, grabbing it out of her hands and turning off the alarm. "I thought I lost that when I got here.  Thank's a bunch, doll, I owe ya one." He pocketed the fake wallet and leaned in to give the pirate a hug. As he did, he had the perfect chance to whisper in her ear.

"A Nadeshiko Lift?  Really?  I expected more from ya.  And I'll spot ya those Dust crystals for now, but I need that Chapstick back,"  Reaching into her pocket, he pulled out a tube of cinnamon apple chapstick and put it back in his pocket. As he turned and left, Kaili got a text message with the magician's number, along with the message "Love to hang out some time, when this crazy heist is over.  Take care of yourself until then.  -AC."

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Location: Stahlfritz Panzier's Safe House, Vale, several hours later

Azulius knocked on the door to his colleague's hideout in Vale, then entered when he found the door unlocked. The angle of his shoulders and the added weight in his steps spoke volumes about his current emotional state. The fact that a skilled manipulator like him wasn't even bothering to hide such clues said even more.

"How deep do ya have to dig to go and bury your past?" he wondered out loud as he focused his Semblance into creating the image of a smaller model of the box he helped steal years ago.

"This is what the box we're looking for looks like.  The real thing is about the size of a really big microwave, and weighs somewhere around 50 pounds.  I remember it being more than a little cumbersome, but I'm easily the weakest of the team, and I could carry it out without too much work.  You've got your fancy robo-legs, and that George guy looked pretty in-shape.  Which means our biggest problem is getting to the stupid thing."

"Nocte already sent me a set of the blueprints, and it looks like our prize is belowdecks.  Right here," he pointed to a square shape with thick borders, "is a heavily reinforced empty shaft.  My guess is that it now holds a freight elevator leading to another floor, which they must have either built on their own or had the plans for that floor destroyed." Azzie dismissed the illusion and massaged his temples with one hand as the other pulled out his deck of cards. He had sincerely hoped that this chapter of his life was over, but here he was, making plans just like he was back in Atlas.