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The look on Azulius's face was a patchwork of emotions. It was as if he couldn't tell if he wanted to be angry, frustrated, or betrayed at what had just happened. Given how much the Faunus had suffered discrimination, one would think they would be careful to avoid falling into the same trap, but apparently not. Faunus were people, too, and people were on average pretty ignorant.

"Fine, thanks," the heister replied, brushing himself off, then holding his head. Lyko's punch hurt like hell, but the Faunus was generous enough to punch him in such a way that nothing was broken or bruised. "But think about this, slick:  If we swapped shoes and you were helping out the Cardamom family, anyone who layed a finger on you back there would have gotten a shiv for their troubles." Having said his piece, he turned and walked towards his cell. When he was in view of the other inmates, he began to limp and cradle his arm at the same time, figuring that if it looked like he had already recieved one proper beating  that day, more would simply be overkill. The ruse worked, and Azzie made it to his new cell in peace. Groaning, he flopped onto the lower bunk and pulled something out of his deck of playing cards.

If anyone had seen it, it was a reproduced photo, dating back almost forty years. A husband and wife posing with three young children, each with their father's eyes. The mother had a short bob cut, and a cat tail could be seen poking out from behind her. The parents were Azzie's grandpa Ochre and grandma Rosa, and the kids were his father Sienna, aunt Galatea, and uncle Trigo. There were much better pictures of the Cardamoms, but this was one of the only ones where Rosa let her tail show. Being in a crime family was already a big target on Ochre's back, and she had no desire to make it worse by making it known that he had married a Faunus. Fortunately, the fashion in those days tended towards long dresses and skirts, so hiding a tail was easy.

Grandma Rosa, the heister thought to himself, breathing deeply. ''You and Grandpa made it married for thirty years and raised a family, all without fighting about race. If you two could pull it off, why can't the rest of Humans and Faunus?''

After a few minutes, he drifted off to sleep, the picture still held between his fingers.