Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-7497475-20140217032652/@comment-7497475-20140228023548

The man dropped his weapon, the sword hitting the metal of the walkway with a clang.

"You're mine."

He didn't move, looking smaller the closer Noir came. When she reached him, she hand went to his throat, lifting him up as she crushed his windpipe. The prosthetic fingers digging in deeper, blood started running down his neck. Gurgling, the guard made no attempt to even retaliate.

"Pathetic."

Phantom Limb punched into his body, then ripped it apart. Left with just his head and one side of his chest in her hand, Noir threw it off to the side. Now covered in blood, she strode towards the small office.