Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-7497475-20140127121339/@comment-7497475-20140207113035

Her smile twisted even wider. Noir stepped up to him, her prosthetic grabbing his wrist.

"The detective here didn't specify how, though he would like you to be alive. So your limbs are fair game."

Squeezing her hand tight, she started twisting his wrist. Reaching out with her other hand, it went around his neck, touching the visible skin. He still wasn't saying anything, but the fear in his eyes was exciting her quite a bit. Quickly turning her hand, his wirst broke. He let out a whimper of pain, doing better than Noir thought he would.

He'll break, not just physically.

"N-n-n-no! Dark Angel!"

Frowning at him, Noir crushed his wrist completely, moving to his other one. Letting her semblance tickle him a bit, she saw him stiffen when the pain increased. Her hand tightening again, the man bit his lip, almost drawing blood.

"Tell us or I move to your legs."

Noir dearly hoped he wouldn't say anything, she wanted more fun before James stopped her.