Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-24080120-20140520093856/@comment-7497475-20140520101824

Riding in on Vélo Sanglante, Noir pulled up just outside of a small cafe. It was nothing special, but she liked their coffee. Kicking the stand down, Noir rested her bike on it's support. Stretching her back and arms, she walked towards the door. Something in one of the window booths caught her attention for a moment, but didn't warrent a pause.

''All night contracts are crap. Next time I'll start with removing limbs to speed things up.''

Waiting in line for the counter, Noir casually glanced around the room, noting the booth that caught her attention before was just out of sight.