<div class="floatright">(http://orig10.deviantart.net/3f32/f/2012/002/5/6/dust_and_smoke_by_shimmering_sword-d4l4dg7.jpg)</div>Name: Darclight<br/>Where: Show...ers?<br/>Doing What: WTF EVEN I DON'T KNOW ANYMORE,<br/>Milestones: DRAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAKE<br/>1 PP | 0 Physical | 0 Mental | 0 Emotional | 15xp (of 35xp total)<br/><br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Mechanics</div><div class="spoiler_body"></div></div><hr/><br/>"Where in the world did you get that?"  Darclight prodded Auxilia when she produced the paddle and offered it to him, handle-first.  "You did not have that a minute ago when we walked in here, and trust me, I would have remembered...it."  His eyes flicked over to the ghost.  "Besides.  Her quarrel was with you, not me.  I'm not about to start spanking her for something she did...unless, of course, this is some sort of declaration.  That I am somehow..involved with you?  That my interests are yours, and yours mine?"  He looked back at the paddle.  "Besides, she hasn't really even said she would want more.  The one you gave her just now, that was repayment for an unkind statement.  But more?"  Darclight realized he was doing that pesky 'hero' thing when Auxilia would have had little problem with it, but she'd sought him out precisely for that quality.  At least, he thought so.