Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-26108027-20160308025901/@comment-26108027-20160312040911

"Jeremy. Mike. Oliver. Yeah, I know them."

'Ghostie' stares at the floor, crying a little.

"Are you crying, kid?! What did I tell you would happen if I ever caught you crying?!"

"No! Please! NO!"

Vincent throws a knife at Ghost. It hits her in the throat, pinning her to the floor. Black liquid bubbles out of the wound, staining her fur. Her eyes glaze over as her body relaxes. Vincent is completely calm, as if nothing is happening.

All of this happens in a couple of seconds.