<div class="floatleft">(http://img692.imageshack.us/img692/5767/341f140c18678a8c6d6f99c.jpg)</div><br/><strong>Name:</strong>Yuri Lowell<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Dining Hall<br/><strong>Tag:</strong>Sashira<br/><hr/><br/><strong>"Alright, see you in a minute then, neighbour,"</strong>Yuri replied with a chuckle as she rose from her seat and moved to the back of the line waiting for their food. It was hard not to note the way she swayed her hips seductively. When she caught him gazing at her derriere he simply smiled at her playfully, winking once before turning his attention to his half cold spaghetti dinner. Well, she certainly seemed the playful type, which Yuri liked; women with spunk and spirit. They'd get along well this year, he figured.