<div class="floatleft">(https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/236x/0c/2a/09/0c2a0955968d4239742ebb244dfcc88c.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Theseus Rockford<br/><strong>Status:</strong>Guest<br/><strong>Date | Time:</strong>Second night, 10pm<br/><strong>Location:</strong>His room<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>As pictured<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Robyn<br/><strong>Content Warning:</strong>A little manhandling<hr/><br/>She was lucky he wasn't the type to respond in kind, He was not the type to strike in anger after all. The pain across his face rippled through his system quickly, his jaw tensing in an attempt to suppress the pain. After the initial surprise waned, he composed himself as she went on a tirade about some shaggy man. He didn't know who or what she was referencing and he now doubted it had anything to do with his friend. "That is unbefitting behavior of a young woman." He warned, as his hand moved to the cuff of shirt. As he slowly unbuttoned and rolled the sleeves up his arms, he kept his eyes locked on hers. Despite the fury in her eyes, the subtle smile lingered as his cheek throbbed and began to turn a shade of red.<br/><br/>Once the second sleeve was up and secured in place, he moved to catch her extended arm and pulled her off her balance before turning, pivoting and attempting to push her against the drawer she originally slammed shut. His intent was not to injure the young woman but make it clear he could use force just as easily as she had. “Now I want an apology.” He demanded calmly, his tone shifting to match the stern look spreading across his features. As he began to manhandle he almost admitted he found her resistance a little refreshing. "And you are going to do as you're told, one way or another." Theseus warned before he attempted to reach forward and seize her by her throat.<br/>