Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-25686329-20150610231734/@comment-26208189-20150612000044

((The Yankee will also try to get Nicole's out because a name meaning "small Nicole" just really pushes her buttons. And a nickname meaning "darkness" isn't really something Nicole appreciates.))

Nicole's jawline stiffened, "Don't call me Nix." She disliked nicknames, even her own. Whenever someone called her that, Nicole was always planning to sever the with her blade. But now, not even a single nagging emotion crept up in her head. With the flat of her blade, she pushed away his hand. "The Yankee, huh? My mother told me stories about you. Or... your father, at least. He killed people of my family. With... with those guns."

"Hank Morgan called himself The Yankee. Then he was to be called The Boss. If you hexpect similar treatment, I'm not willing to give it to the very person who will kill my cousins." She nodded, "Or anyone who calls me Nix."

He began to turn backward and walk away. Nicole didn't appreciate that. She was talking and he was just turning his back on her? She chased after him, "Heyyy! I was talking here!" She continued to run after him, her tiny body not really holding much endurance or leg power. "Don't you dare turn your back on me!" Then he turned back and jerked his head slightly, a clear sign that she should follow.

She then muttered under her breath, "If you're gonna take me somewhere so you can kill me, my friends will come for you."