02-25-2007, 11:11 AM
She just looked at him, then at his hand on her arm. As her arm was pulled free from the pocket, everything below her elbow was instead hard, polished metal, as opposed to the same beige-n-black fur. She narrowed her eyes at him. "You're beginning to bother me, as a matter of fact..." she said, as her arms began to hum ominously.
((OOC: fair warning. Crosswire's going to be a bit of a b*tch, at least in the beginning))
((OOC: fair warning. Crosswire's going to be a bit of a b*tch, at least in the beginning))
