Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-26543176-20140211071337/@comment-7497475-20140216042026

Looking down, Noir's hand tightened on the bottle it was holding. Tiny cracks forming, she placed it down on the bar.

"Pain can break anyone, even if it takes time."

Looking up, she brought her prosthetic hand up for Vermont to see.

"I got this just under ten years ago. I am broken, I wasn't bent. A pathetic useless man did this to me, because I failed to go unnoticed while trying to rob from him. I was nothing before, but something now. Pain didn't bend me, it broke me. Then I was made again, and I was different."

Looking down as her hand, Phantom Limb took hold and the limbs twisted round beside the prosthetic.

"Very different"