Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-24260323-20151016153337/@comment-25924729-20160107064625

Her eyes widened with surprise at the sudden extra arms, then a small, sadistic grin formed on her lips. Vale absolutely loved it when her prey put up a fight.

"Vendetta, detach." she held her prosthetic in her good hand, taking careful aim at the Devil. "Vandetta, catch." Then she threw it like a javelin, clawed fingers twitching as if in anticipation of tearing through sinner's flesh.

Of course, with six arms the Devil easily deflected the projectile, knocking aside the limb with a metallic clang. Not that it matterred. "Vendetta, fetch." Vale repeated.

The hand picked itself up from the dirt, and scuttled towards it's target relentlessly. Again it was batted aside, but each time, the arm just got up and tried again. Lifeless, unable to feel pain or surrender however the Devil abused it.

Finally grabbing on to his robes, Vendetta crawled up his leg, then his torso, ending at the man's throat where it latched on with an iron grip. Vale saw this and smiled.

"Vendetta, squeeze." and her phantom limb slowly strangled the man.