Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-32932951-20190302210357/@comment-32932951-20190305130211

The hook curves mindair and sinks through Ysmaels wrist like a knife through butter.

Strangley enough, when the hook n line peirced through the skin and into his flesh it sounded like water when you dropped something into it. A plop.

Pesci grins.

"I got him I got him I got him!"