Who: Sparx Larsa<br/>For: Open<br/>Where: In the gym, being held captive by Siren<br/>When: Early Afternoon, Sunday<br/><div class="floatleft">(http://img259.imageshack.us/img259/3635/sparxlarsa.jpg)</div><hr/><br/>Sparx had a bit of a mini brain reset. Maybe all the fear blew a short circuit in his brain. He went blank for a moment; the Lamia brushing herself against him to look at the data pad. She probably didn't see him short out since she was now behind him. It was then that he felt himself being whisked away by Siren. Boy were her breasts nice and soft against his back. She was actually pretty warm as well. He smiled, then lifted up his data pad and marked a few more notes about the two. He added a few notches to Chiya's speed, noting that she was actually pretty agile. He wondered how quickly she could move in water. Speaking of which, where was that girl, Yumi? He shrugged, and got a bit more comfortable in Siren's arms. If she was going to supply him a back pillow, he might as well use it.<br/><br/>He switched over to her profile and listened to her as she conversed with Chiya. He took notes as he listened about her weapon and its abilities. She probably didn't even notice. He smirked as he finished. He'd heard the boy, Hendrick, comment about how Sparx should probably run more so he wouldn't be so weak, or nervous. Meh... cardio only came in handy in case of a zombie apocalypse.<br/><br/>Wait...<br/><br/>~Oh my god, my game!~ Sparx groaned with inner-turmoil and squirmed around against Siren's large breasts. ~I totally forgot, and there's a class starting soon! I won't have time  to get anything done!~ He kept twisting and turning around against the girl's chest until finally he stopped, then sighed calmly. He leaned his head back to get a better view of Siren's youthful face. She said that he could ask her anything. Well... here goes nothing. "So... Siren. Do you know anything about Shizuru? Like, what to expect from her class... and possible survival techniques in case things get too... lethal?" Tis true Sparx was not very good socially. He didn't have much confidence in his conversational skills, but Siren seemed like a pretty nice girl. Nice enough, anyway.<br/><br/>His eyes fell upon Chiya as well, offering her an opportunity to impart any wisdom she might have as well. He realized that her earlier antics were probably just to get a rouse out of him, which worked, but at the same time, when her eyes met with his, he could definitely see that predatory gaze. That was probably something he would want to avoid. He'd have to make a note of that. "Maybe hiding would be a good strategy?" The last thing he wanted to do was be at the mercy of<em>THAT</em>demon. She would skin his fragile body alive and turn him into a dildo, just to fuck him up his own ass: no lube. He would much rather be eaten by a crocodile...<br/><br/>Speak of the devil...