Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-30655593-20170611013142/@comment-31595069-20170618024805

As Elizabeth skipped, as soon as Whiskey threw something on the ground. She looked at the neckelance and furrowed her brow. "So..You kept THAT thing huh? I swore you threw that away..." She spoke as she turned around. She had saw Whiskey with his hands alight, sword ready to be used. She simply smiled. "Whiskey...You can't beat me, but if you insist...I'll break the bones in your body, drag you with me and make you watch me kill Curt..." She stared daggers at Whiskey as her own hand rested on her sword.

"I was listening Whiskey, but if you think 'sorry' and 'lets try again' is going to work now...then shove it...All I hear is what YOU want...Go back now with the knowladge that you only know your freind will die...or perhaps you want to watch Curt get killed in front of your eyes? But fine then...if you draw your sword or even step one inch closer I will follow up on my warning..." She narrowed her eyes at him.

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As she tugged at his pants, she narrowed her eyes at him. "I'll eat you for much longer if you resist..." She grinned mischeviously. "Maybe I should eat your gut first instead hmmm?" She tried to scare him again.