Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-17970636-20140413172321/@comment-23309369-20140416223300

Elizabeth rolled her shoulders and cracked her neck as she looked at the bodies on the ground, blood still dripped from the blades on her weapon that was still attached to her left arm. She glanced at the person who was her "partner" for this contract, he looked as if he was meditating. She gave a huff of disappointment as she deactivated the Tombstone's blades, which disappeared into the weapon as it shifted back into its default state. She turned to walk closer to the edge of the cliff, pausing only to crush a few fingers under her boot. She stopped next to Mask and looked over the cliffside as she rest the bottom of her weapon on the ground in front of her, she bent over and rest her chin on her crossed arms, which were on top of the Tombstone.

"It would seem you're pretty good in a scrape," she muttered as she glanced his way, she rubbed her bare right eye as she looked forward once more," too bad they weren't, I was hoping that'd be fun."