Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-7497475-20131129084612/@comment-7497475-20131203065033

Slowly drinking her vodka, Noir contemplated the question. She didn't know the details, mainly that he knew something someone else needed. Plus, she was in it for the paycheck. Shrugging at her company, Noir answered the question.

"I dunno really. Someone wanted information he had, and I'm being paid to get it. To be honest, I don't much care what info they want if I get paid. But, if someone needs to receive some pain. Well, I think that if you give pain, you must have experienced it first. And that's why I do what I do."

Drawing attention to her hand, she waved it slightly to show it's movement.

"This is something I got a few years back. A very nice man caught me trying to steal his bike, decided to take something from me. With some help from a friend, I came back a week later. He wasn't feeling so good after that, and I got the bike because of my friend."

Noir drank more of her vodka.

"So, where did you learn to be so powerful? You couldn't be much older than me, yet you seem like you've had lifetimes of training."