<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/>They rolled off the table. He knew that he couldn't let her get the upper hand with her strength. It was now or never. Landing first on the floor as she had tackled into him, he used the force of the fall to roll over using his shoulder. With his hands keeping Sashira near so she couldn't use her full strength, they rolled around, switching top and bottom for several meters, until he stretched out his leg, digging his his heel into the stone floor when he was on top once again, halting their barrelroll. Managing to grab one of her wrists, he pinned her right arm to her side as he sat on top of her, strandling her waist as he tried to keep out of reach of her other arm.