"I told you not to call me that. And don't think too highly of yourself, we both know who represents Death out there." he pointed to the window on the wall, into Space.
Tobin then picked up the napkin that was left on the table and threw it for Silver to catch.
Silver pulled the knife out and cleaned it with the napkin, which she then threw back at Tobin.
"If i wanted a joke." She pointed to outside, as well."I would have followed you to the bathroom to watch you pee."
She walked to the coffee table and grabbed another napkin to stop her bleeding.
"Now open the bottle up. I'm parched."
Her eyes cooled off. But even so she said slowly and in a low voice.
"Diss the colors one more time.. And i will rip your eyes out, your tongue, carve your face and your head, i'll remove your hands and legs... And i'll leave your ears, so you can hear the wailing of small babies as they see your gruesome face, and the oh my god what's that, from the women and men that you will meet. I will leave you alive... in anguish, wallowing in freakish misery forever."
She waited for the bottle of Jack Daniels to be poured on the three glasses.
[8:32:45 PM] Dusty Lens: Oh no, let me get that. Hello? Oh it's my grandma. She says to be roleplay.
[12:12:00] Traxit: this is smut stop
"You know, you should go practice scaring people on that little girl. Alternatively, you could just beat them into a bloody pulp with those hands."
He took out a small case from his coat pocket. The case had 'Silver' written on the face of it. He took the napkin and gently folded it so it would fit into the case. Then, he placed the knife on top of it, closed the case and put it back into his pocket.
"Do drink one for me as well." he said as he stood up and started walking towards the door.
"I need a place to stay and my ship needs weapons. Four Golden Blades, since clearly, I'm golden to you. I'll also need a target. Call me when you get these things. I'll leave you until then, dear..."
Tobin then stopped for a second and turned towards Silver again.