Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-26130256-20150309221223/@comment-26130256-20150316213029

(Thanks.  And a pet would make some sense.)

Azulius walked in, taking in the room through very heavy eyelids. On any other day, he would have  noticed the quality of the photographs and the attention to cleanliness in the small home, but observations like that required more energy than he really wanted to spend.

"I like it.   S-Small, simple, G-get's the job done," he stuttered, falling onto the couch. In the better light of the room, Azzie could better take stock of the damage. His suit was a total write-off from the water, gunshot holes and axe slashes, he had a few bruises from attacks the Aura didn't fully absorb, and he was moments away from falling asleep. But he didn't seem to be bleeding like he thought, that was a plus. Everything hurt.

"Sorry b-bout talking funny.  I p-played a little fast-n-l-loose with my Aura out there." Azulius's head tilted back, and his brain desperately tried to put him under for some needed rest.