Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-10380701-20140201163733/@comment-7497475-20140306042649

Remembering when she lost her hand, the fingers twitched slightly. Noir was never bothered by it, but it could give her the faint feeling at times.

"Scars show what you've survived. Prosthetics show what you've lost. I'd rather the scars."

The hand was nice, as was the control for Phantom Limb. But she still wanted flesh and blood. It wasn't the same. It was better, for fighting. As a hand though, less so.

Jeez, this kid is making me sentimental.