04-10-2007, 06:47 PM
"I suggest we tortue her a bit, if Robin still does not wish to drink." Altima said, as he pulled a cigarette out from one of his pockets on a coat laying on the table. Lighting it with a huff of breath, he tossed the small bundle of poison towards Vook. "Burn her in her sensitive spots, only if Robin won't comply.