Torin holstered his laspistol, and ran his fingers through his short hair. Of all the bloody luck . . . damn it!<br/><br/>Marshaling his mood, he straightened his clothing unnecessarily and glanced over at the xeno for the first time. She didn't look like much, and he was largely unimpressed.<br/><br/>Abida, on the other hand, looked lovely . . . well, if he was going to lose out on the Sister's affections, at least he'd lose to a worthy rival.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>