Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-10380701-20140201163733/@comment-25151516-20140216120942

Having shown Noir her scars, Azura was not sure at to what she expected to hear from her. She tried imitating the sounds of gunfire, electricity, whip cracking, blades slashing, and slapping of skin, all while she pointed at where each of those causes for wounding impacted her body.

Cain's heart sank as she did so, reminded of the training she underwent on a daily basis. The electricity, whip, and back of hand were punishment for her disobedience. And the guns and blades from her training and application of bullet dodging and hand to hand combat.

"She," Cain tried to begin. "Our master has forbidden her from allowing her Aura to be activated unless she activates it herself. She has yet to manage it..."