Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-25119920-20150417182333/@comment-26130256-20150424132655

Realizing the game was indeed up, and that Iris knew his secret, Azulius seemed to become a different person entirely. Not in the same sense as his Mobster!Azulius act, but emotionally different. His shoulders slumped, his eyes didn't reach a target higher than Iris's shoulders, and he was now shivering, even though the Vale evening was barely "pleasantly cool."

Not only that, the magician didn't seem nearly as tall as he did most of the time. If Iris had to describe him now, the first ideas to come to her were "scared child waiting to be spanked" or "mouse with no escape route as the cats closed in." After a moment, he finally worked up the courage to look the snake Faunus in the eyes, and the mixture of hurt and shame on his face was obvious.

"F-Find me a place more p-private," he stammered, "and I'll t-tell you what you wan't to know."