Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-7497475-20131126020521

Aile Cassée flew over Vale. Noir had a contract, on one Draco Iapetus. A rather unpleasent man going about trying to kill all heirs. They didn't much like this. Now she was onto him. Checking the name of the bar he was in, Noir told the AK-130 pilot to swing down by it. She walked into the hold, placing Phantom Limb on her back.

''So, some crazy guy killing nobles. My contracts are getting stranger and stranger.''

Hitting the button for the door, Noir stepped to the edge. As her airjet leveled out just above the ground, she jumped out, watching it move off to a safer area. Walking into the bar, she scanned the room.

So my pretty payout, where are you? 