Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-30655593-20190720092525/@comment-38232361-20190723182431

Hush would be able to hear the conversation between the two mechanoids outside, and walks to the old man and Drenn briskly.

"You take too long... and your ability to exssstort isss lacking!"

Before Drenn or the puppet master could respond, Hush shoves the taxman aside and picks up the old man by the collar with his right hand effortlessly so he's at eye level. He then pulls out a recurved blade, made of a blood-red metal and holds it up for him to see before pressing it up against his neck.

"The money... NOW! You try anything... funny... and I paint your dollsss... with a fresssh coat of red!" Hush hissed forcefully, his burning orange, catlike eyes etching their murderous intent onto the elderly man's face through his mask.