Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-26104528-20150928195402/@comment-26130256-20151225064616

(Glad to see that no one opposes my ship name.  Also, Fedora, my deepest apologies if this plan seems OOC for Flagg, I can edit it if you wish.)

"Sounds fair," Azulius shrugged, slouching a little further in the couch. "If you need me for anything, I'll be right here.  My life's an open book, but I've blacked out a lot of names."

Once Honara began to work, the magician began searching through the Internet for what he thought he saw on Hargreave's desk. After a while, he found the matching announcement on Flagg's PR site. The list of voluntary seminars that Flagg was holding next break. Summer classes, for lack of a better comparison. Just as Azzie hoped, the next break for Beacon overlapped perfectly with several "classes", including 'Hacking 101' and 'Basics of CQC.'

Two of the mobster's least favorite chinks in his armor. The training times even stayed separate, and he could easily take hand-to-hand for the first few weeks of the break, followed by hacking just before Beacon started up again. The prices were steep, like everything Flagg, but nothing that couldn't be covered by some magic acts or "gambling" with Copperfield. He just needed to dust off one of his fake IDs from the past, but that would have to wait until he was back at Beacon or at Violet's office.

Looking around for something new to do, he sent a quick text message to Gretel, figuring that his words to Kurai Jack might carry some weight.

Gretel, it's Azzie, he typed. ''When you're talking with Kurai, give me a video call. I might be able to help convince him of what's really going on''.