Board Thread:Role Plays (AU)/@comment-5180556-20150416032731/@comment-26130256-20150417012050

Azulius tried his hardest not to chuckle as the miner and his more cultured friend walked by, completely oblivious to his presence. Looking at the collapsable staff, the more it seemed like a pretty great weapon. Just hide one of those in his suit jacket, and when someone thinks he's disarmed, SMACK! And since Azzie was already pretty good with polearms from Roaring Moxie, the training was practically the same! He produced a small notebook and pencil from his pocket, hoping to make a quick sketch to replicate back at the Beacon weapon forge.

But this hope disappeared along with the ceiling when six strangely-dressed men dropped in and started acting like they owned the place. And considering how people dress at Beacon, "strangely-dressed" is saying a lot. The notepad went back into Azulius's pocket, and his brass knuckles came out. Hiding behind a pillar, he drew Roaring Moxie and loaded her with a new box of experimental ammo:  Red and White Dust, cut with a hint of Purple and Yellow, hoping to make a sort of high-explosive round. He still hadn't tested it yet, but these guys looked like they deserved a proper welcome.