Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-13593058-20150109051835/@comment-13593058-20150407145911

"Oh no, I'm not threatening you, puppy," the women chuckled under her black porcelaine mask, "rather, I'm making your job easier and mine a lot more fun!"

The woman stood almost eye to eye with Edwin, her weapon however, towered over the both of them and was considerably longer than Edwin's claymore. She gave a few test swings with her right hand and and tossed it over to the other for the same treatment. The weapon itself is a long, black and eriee war scythe, a bastardized representation of death.

Death reaps on a schedule, she slays sporatically.

"You see, that little girl has something we want, and a little bird told me someone will get in my way." she shook her head in disappointment, "you're that someone, I was hoping for the blond, but I guess you'll have to do." The woman lifted her head, "Well enough talk, is guess it would be unfair if I know everything about you and you, nothing of me, after all, you must be analyzing me and you options so far so lets set a handy cap and I'll throw in a bit of advice."

The woman finished her sentence and placed both of her hands onto her weapon. In a twitching motion, she flicked her wrist and the weapon broke apart into three separate sections. "The VIPRS, Viper for short. Consists of two traditional tonfa and a curved scimitar-scythe blade. Good for reach, not much stopping power, not a gun." she tested the 3 weapons separately, "This is only the first version, made around ten years ago so it's quite heavy, untuned and bugs out sometimes when splitting." she reassembled the weapon, "Me? I'm Alonne. I'm a married mother, but if that's your thing I'm okay with that, I'm a cool mom."