[b]Frisky smiled. Killing someone is one of her specialties. It wouldn't be too hard. In fact, she already had someone in mind. She smiled an evil smile up at Remy.[/b] "Heh. I can do that. I know someone who has a very, very powerful soul. Give me about thirty minutes." [b]She walked off. She was gone for twenty-six minutes. When she came back, she looked like she'd just gone through hell. All of the skin was missing from her arms, and there was a large slash on her chest. She was holding a large jar with a soul inside of it, a dark crimson red. Despite her injuries, Frisky was smiling.[/b] "Couldn't touch the soul itself, so I used a jar. I think you'll find this is sufficient."