<div class="floatleft">(http://imageshack.com/a/img844/7043/lb3w.jpg)</div><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;">Thalia Linnea,</span><em>Medic</em><br/>One month ago<br/><em>Mariner's Gate</em>Space Station<br/>Tagging - Santiago<br/>Location -<em>Silverlight</em>nightclub<br/><br/><hr/><br/>Thalia laughed, and then she laughed some more. She couldn't help it. "Hey, I resemble that remark!"<br/><br/>She took a sip of her own drink, dragging out the wait until she decided she'd left him hanging long enough. "That was a winning answer." She wondered what she'd just let herself in for. Half the adventure was in finding out.<br/><br/>"Thank you for complimenting my tongue's wicked skillz..at pronouncing languages, obviously." Was it getting warm in here? It must be the drink. "So I guess that means I owe you two massages, Santiago." She sipped her drink and smiled. "Our little secret?"<br/>