Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-26543176-20140304080351/@comment-7497475-20140531125335

Catching it, Noir didn't even bother to respond to him, crushing the coffee with her prosthetic hand.

"I am regretting this already. Don't you have people to rob?"

With nothing to do, she realised she might actually have to put up with him. The thought didn't lighten her mood.

What did I do to deserve this?

Shaking her hand, Noir thought about wiping her hand on Silver to clean it off. As much as it tempted her, she highly doubted she could do such a thing to a thief.

"If only I was still one." She mumbled to herself.