Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-26543176-20140304080351/@comment-7497475-20140610123141

Darting out and grabbing Silver by the throat, Noir shoved him against the wall next to them. With the metal fingers curled around his windpipe, part of her was shouting at her to crush it, end the annoyance and be rid of him completely. Gritting her teeth, something made her stop. Releasing him, she turned away.

"I do not like you, but something about you means I won't kill you. And it is not the hat. Or the damn bowtie."

Closing her eyes, Noir gave herself a moment to vent the anger out.

''If he really is from my past, why don't I remember him? A damn apple. Good to see my generosity did me wonders, all I got for it was a damn hat wearing thief following me.''

Sighing, Noir started walking again.

"Just don't make me regret not killing you then."