Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-26104528-20160216181001/@comment-26104528-20160501040830

"Hey, if you ask me, it's better to risk scaring a girl off, than boring her to sleep." Honara crossed her legs and poked at the cherry in her drink.


 * sigh*

"Funny you say that, remember that Tear Gang I mentioned earlier?"

Flashback...Two months ago...

A dreary Vale evening, a disused textile mill, and a torn apart gangster's common room. With a dozen bodies around her, Honara stepped up to the death squad's leader who had been bashed into the wall by a semblance nova and was trapped under a pile of rubble and weights.

"Nice Hustle, tons o' fun. Next time, eat a salad." she taunted the man before using a dumbbell to knock him unconcious through the sliver of aura that had come back. Who knew why she found it distasteful to execute him on the spot?

"Hey Fritz, how goes it on your end?" the rattlesnake asked, wiping blood off her sword.

"In another universe, I'd be cooking this stuff up to make a quick buck." Fritz replied as he used a corpse's arm as a locking bar before porceeding to dump a bottle of Hydrogen Chloride into an elaborate set up of boilers, barrels, and beakers. "This is not that universe."

After ensuring his escape window was unlocked and opened "CATSAI, what usually comes next to make a big boom? Caustic Soda or Muriatic Acid?" the plan was to make it look like the gang was brought down by rival mercs or a meth lab explosion. Hargreave went all out, even lobbying a Xiong lietenant to hire her people just to limit the paper trail.

"Thank you so much for doing my work." a tall man with dreadlocks and a dual-headed scythe entered the room whre Honara was. "Nore on the runts would have been fit to-" his sentence interupted by a sword thrown by the Rattlesnake. The locks on his right fell to the floor. Her face read "I just murdered a dozen of your dudes, three of 'em twice my size. What makes you think you stand a chance?"

"No probs, bud. Maybe I should write your dramatic speeches too?" Honara smirked before nearly getting a hairvut of her own by the scythe wielder...

Flashback ends

after telling the tale, Honara ate the cherry and dropped the stem into the empty glass. "so yeah, everyone in Vale must be too stupid, too arrogant, or too desperate. Cause' I can't remember the last time I threatened someone and they backed down."

"Though to be fair, I can't remember the last time I backed down from a threat anyway..."