Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-2135507-20130613052003/@comment-933831-20130618051746

As she heard Terry scream out, she turned her head, seeing his arm bent in such an odd manner. Her eyes widened, until she head a voice, only she was able though. "I'll take it from here, girl." And suddenly... Nothing.

Cicilia took her scissors, a smile now spread across her lips. The man came in to smash at her with his gun, but she quickly flicked her wrist, time becomeing her mere toy. And with several slashes, his body crumpled in several chunks. The tailor ensured she stood back as she tailored time back to normal, allowing it to move freely.

Taking a few steps forward as the other two men became alert. "What the fu- Open fire!" He shouted, aiming his gun and firing at her. The bullets though, never came out, and quickly his gun jammed. Cicilia chuckled, pushing her glasses up. It was so simple to bend reality to her whims with a single sway of her wrist. Velocity now meant nothing to these men, who could now not even move as Cicilia calmly walked over, cutting both their throats. With a final swaying and clip of her scissors, physics returned to normality, and Cicilia fell to her knees. She looked up at Terry confusedly. "Oh god... All this blood... Terry... Did you...?"