<div class="floatleft">(http://www.asiafinest.com/chinese/gif/jetli.gif)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Alumaya Élathrasur<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Aboard, below decks<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Amara Smite<br/><hr/><br/>With her smirk, Alu realized, abashed, that he might have worded his question to be something a bit more refined. He didn't want her thinking that he had been giving her breasts the attention that they elicited, in fact, deserved, even though he had given them a very approving glance before he had covered them. Other women might have been offended, Amara, he knew, or rather, hoped, would not take light offense at his words, and thus, so long as he worded them as politely as possible, and only blurted out insensitive questions like that once in a while, she would not group him in along with the rest of the insensitive brutes in her mind.<br/><br/>He tilted his head, and nodded," I agree. They should be aired more often," He smiled, fingering the chakram around his neck thoughtfully, his eyes glazing over in thought. He snapped out of it quickly and fell back to his seat, testing the edge of the weapon with his thumb," I am not comfortable without my pants in a room filled with other men," He said, with a naive honesty," However, I do not disapprove of you sleeping shirtless. In fact..." No, that was a bit too bold, and he shook his head. Suddenly he stood again.<br/><br/>"Well, I hope you had a pleasant rest, my friend. And you had better rush. I made something special for breakfast this morning, and I have a feeling that some of the men will not think of their comrades when heaping their platters."