Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-7497475-20140127121339/@comment-7497475-20140130112313

Narrowing her eyes at him, Noir tried not to sneer in distaste.

"I'm a contractor, no huntress has the stomach for what I do. Nor do they have the skills."

Looking over the "detective", she walked around him, eyeing him closely.

"And you? Law enforcement of some kind, but what sort? You aren't like any I've seen, you are, smarter."

Curious about him, or more accurately, his reactions, Noir casually stood on Skeet's fingers.