Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-25119920-20150417182333/@comment-26130256-20151031060029

"It's not the coffee," Azulius groaned, pulling himself onto a chair. "I got attacked on the way here." He glanced at Tori and Iris, but neither of his eyes were fully focused. "You know that third-year dame, Coco Adel?  Tall, beret, minigun weapon?  Well, she's a coffee fanatic, just like Vio, and  she sniffed me out when she discovered I had thirty pounds of N.I.  You would not believe the kind of favors she was offering me for that coffee.  Special favors.  And if I didn't say yes, she was taking them from me by force.  So I ran, ducked, dodged, and hid until I could make it to the Bullhead."

"Yeah, my Bullhead," the woman in purple added. "My name is Violet, and this sorry sack of humanity is my brother.  And I'll be your chauffer for tonight's horrible plan.  I'd properly shake all your hands, but the autopilot on this thing is just a little finicky."