What happens when two creatures who are exceptionally bad influences on others meet? The world was about to find out. Rip smiled as her eyes lingered on the paddle for a few moments, studying the various holes and imagining just what kind of sound it may create when put to the flesh of a playmate... or victim.
"Even if I got caught, I don't fear death or punishment. I haf already been through hell und I doubt zhey could do vorse zhan my own...vell. Lets just say it vasn't pleasant." She glanced up at Grell, curious of just what kind of cause she might have in mind, especially if it lead to the use of some of her special talents.
"Cause~? Und exactly vat might be a vorthy cause in a place like zhis zhat might require a Huntress's expertise?"
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"Even if I got caught, I don't fear death or punishment. I haf already been through hell und I doubt zhey could do vorse zhan my own...vell. Lets just say it vasn't pleasant." She glanced up at Grell, curious of just what kind of cause she might have in mind, especially if it lead to the use of some of her special talents.
"Cause~? Und exactly vat might be a vorthy cause in a place like zhis zhat might require a Huntress's expertise?"