Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-25119920-20150417182333/@comment-26130256-20150610032731

Azulius Cardamom was nowhere to be seen. Realizing that Hitori was going to turn the lights back on, he had just barely made it into cover, hiding himself in a closet from the incapacitated intruders. If he was going to sell his story properly, no one could see him and Hitori doing anything besides killing each other, even if these guys were concussed enough to write it off as a hallucination.

Fortunately, the closet had just enough of a gap to let him see what was happening. See Nico surprisingly out of prison and now staring down a spike made of red Dust. Azzie could have easily sent Kazami a message with his Semblance, but he himself didn't know what to do. The most pragmatic approach would have been to leave no witnesses, but some deep-down part of him didn't quite like shooting at restrained foes. Killing a man in self-defense was one thing, executing a man was another. What could he sell as a plan that the Legion officers would buy?

Make your choice, champ, he thought to himself. Just make sure we both can live with it.