Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-10380701-20140201163733/@comment-11644980-20140313020507

When the screeching chair failed to ellicit even the slightest of responses from Azura, Ciano let the faint notion in his mind pass. If he had been right, there would have been no way for her to remain that unfazed. Whatever was unusual about her, its roots lay elsewhere, of that much he was certain.

Turning back to Cain he replied. "Doing well. Market's been booming ever since that string of dust heists, and anti-grimm taskforces are always in demand. I mean yeah it's bust, but hey." He pointed out the window at his old-styles, obviously very expensive roadster. "Can't really complain, now, can I?"