Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-26543176-20140205062423/@comment-7497475-20140215022234

Glaring at the kid that bumped into her, Noir turned her focus back on the kid that had an opinion way above what he was.

Oh this kid, I could have such fun with him.

Walking up behind him, she stopped by his left shoulder, placing her arm behind him and on his other shoulder. Her prosthetic hand came down, clamping onto him. Her thumb digging in under his collar bone, her fingers pushed in from the other side. Noir wasn't putting much pressure on him just yet, but that was about to change.

"Just a woman. What an interesting thing to say. It's a funny thing, I've tortured many people, most men I will admit. But amoung every single one of them, women are the most fun. You know why?"

Forcing her hand closed, the fingers dug deep into his shoulder.

"They can take pain so much better than men. So before you call me just a woman, remember this. You are a boy, not a man. I don't even consider you a warm up."

While gripping the kid's shoulder, Noir noticed something down at his wrist as the sleeve had been drawn up slightly.

''Hmmm, scars. I wonder.''

Moving her arm, she pulled up his sleeve.