Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-26104528-20150622221614/@comment-26104528-20150831052133

A few minutes ago...

"Normally, people hit on me with corny lines and over-inflated egos." Honara smirked right before one of the Ibaalins jammed a taser into her neck. again.

"Your lip's gonna be over-inflated if you don't tell us what you want!" he barked back at her.

"Uh-huh. so you're gonna beat me until I can't talk, then expect me to spill my guts to you. That's the most logical thing I've heard all day."

"Keep smart-assing me like that and I'll spill yer guts for ya!" another interogator shouted in her face, some saliva spewing out.

"You sure? the last guy who saw them got an inferirority complex. Then again it sounds like you have one already." the rattlesnake said with that same "too kinky to torture" smirk on her face, biting down on her tongue to resist the pain.

With her aura guage coming up again, the guard tased her once more to prevent her from using her semblance. "Hehe, Guess I don't have any trouble keeping it up..."

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Ingraham stepped back around the corner and brought up the holographic map. "Ok, our friend's in the first closet to our right. As soon as Beige torches those droids, we're gonna rush up and pull em' out. Sound good?" He switched Absinthe into its brass-knuckle mode in preparation for the inevitable fist-fight.