Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-24510587-20180404172451/@comment-3293219-20180413221947

Moira grabbed the black glove on her arm and slowly pulled it down, it almost looked like she was wearing a second glove until it became obvious that she was actually exposing her skin.

It would seem that the skin on her right arm was an unnatural degree of black, like her blood had been replaced with oil or something.

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The Cat approached Fasella from behind, curling around her and taking a seat.

"You lost?"

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"Sure, was going to break in anyway." Virde shrugged.

"Figured I'd ask if you want to come with, since I don't want to break into the same place twice."