Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-26543176-20140211071337/@comment-7497475-20140211085813

Sighing, Noir realised she wouldn't get to drink in peace.

"Fine, but don't expect me to make them all cute and fuzzy."

Downing the last bit of vodka, she placed it down.

"I got a contract on this guy, don't really care what his name is any more. Some White Fang guy. Some other people wanted some info he had, I had to go get it from him. So basically I busted my way in, killed and tortured a few guys, then found him. I had a couple of spikes in me at that stage, and I wasn't happy. Nearly broke him in half, got the info, let this assassin kid take him out. Then left. The end."