[h1]Cut[/h1]

[color=silver]"Will you never change, wretched one?"[/color] said the cold, steel voice of a [url=http://www.roleplayerguild.com/topics/75829-w-t-ft-rp/char?page=3#post-2745065]woman in a mask[/url] who was sitting nearby. [color=silver]"Then again, once a heartbreaker, always a heartbreaker. It's what you'll always be best at, so I shouldn't be surprised."[/color] She leaned back in her chair and stared straight at Sable, absentmindedly moving the hilt of the sword strapped at her waist back and forth.

[color=silver]"So did you come back just because your bed felt cold, or do you have a greater purpose?"[/color]