Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-25119920-20150417182333/@comment-26130256-20150425222524

Azulius thought for a moment about his friend's words. While he generally imagined all Faunus to be discriminated against equally, he noticed, through the wonders of hindsight, that the classically "cuter" Faunus strains--cat, rabbit, and fox-types--seemed to have a slightly easier time getting accepted than others. A snake Faunus probably didn't reach too high on the totem pole.

He rose to his feet, drew a few cards from his ever-present deck, and threw them, one at a time, at the wall Iris had just finished punching. The first two missed, but the other three embedded themselves in the freshly-formed cracks. He turned to face Iris again.

"That's truly a shame," he said, shaking his head. "You'd think that Faunus would try extra hard to not discriminate against folks, since they know how bad it feels.  But, like I said with magic, people see what they want to see." Looking her in the eyes, or where Azulius guessed her eyes were at, he racked his brain for something more to say. Should he talk more about his family, hoping to find an example for her? Give another hug? Or tell her the truth that he found her eyes fascinating, and didn't care what the others thought? No, that last one was a bad idea. She didn't really seem interested in him, so betting on it was a lost cause.