<div class="floatright">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/3/37/GoldLaceAiless.jpg)</div><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: comic sans ms;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 18pt;"><em>Ailess, #1253</em></span></span><br/><strong>Where: </strong><em>Locker rooms, to Kitchen</em><br/><strong>When: </strong><em>Week 1, Thursday Evening</em><br/><strong>Who: </strong><em>Lux</em><br/><strong>Status: </strong><em>Closed</em><br/><strong>Notes: </strong><strong>Bold</strong>is dialogue in Japanese<br/><hr/><br/>...He still didn't know what to really think of this woman, but he could tell she had been around this block before. She was experienced, knew what she wanted to say and when to say it, and she knew that as of now, she had the upper hand.<br/><br/>The two were at odds with one another, as Ailess could tell that they both had the same attitude; dominant. They both liked to be in control, and no matter how much Ailess thought he always had the upper hand, he had screwed up, badly. She had dirt on him that could hurt him here, kick him out, get him in trouble, and he didn't want that.<br/><br/>"..." He stayed silent, watching her set her glass down as she looked up towards his brown eyes hidden behind his mask, hand outstretched to take the device that was in his pocket.<br/><br/>But he wasn't going to make it that easy.<br/><br/>"How about I just put it away? Always easier, and there wouldn't be any backstabbing I'm sure." He didn't know what this woman was capable of, but it was true, he came here to relax.<br/><br/>"I'll set it aside in my locker and come back, if you'll still be here that is." Even if he didn't know who she was, he still thought of her as beautiful, alluring. He had been a member of this club for two years, but had only been in a handful of times.