Eyes hard as hematite, Orchid glared at the barbarian and her hair flared back with the force of her fury.  "Little boys shouldn't play with their father's swords," she hissed.  Tossing her arms out to the sides, papers unfurled from them  marked with kanji for sword in several difrent dialects.  The charecters peeled off of the paper and coalessed into blades that dived for the hoodlums arms, meaning too slice both muscles deep enough that he couldn't hold a blade.