Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-26543176-20140304080351/@comment-7497475-20140627033718

Getting her own drink, Noir took a small piece of metal from a pouch on her waist. Flipping it through her fingers, she took a sip of coffee.

"So other than stealing stuff and giving it to just about anyone, what does this 'master thief' do?"

Her prosthetic hand moving in a well practised action, the little bit of metal was bending during the fast movements. It was her compromise for not destroying the café's cutlery, she had something to fiddle with, and they didn't have to replace their knives.