<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/JCoNFHJ.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong>Lily Jimenez<br/><strong>DAY:</strong>June 15th, 2021, 9:00 AM<br/><strong>LOCATION:</strong>SOPHE Headquarters, Mess Hall<br/><strong>TAGGING:</strong>Albion, Nerissa, Open<br/><strong>EXTRA:</strong><br/><strong>WEARING:</strong>Her usual T-Shirt and jeans, and a bomber jacket. (https://www.google.com/imgres?imgurl=http%3A%2F%2Fpicture-cdn.wheretoget.it%2F1houij-l-610x610-jacket-black-bomber-patch-women-summer-beauty-cool-black%2Bbomber.jpg&imgrefurl=http%3A%2F%2Fwheretoget.it%2Flook%2F2277461&tbnid=M05SnUBK42DD-M&vet=10CA8QMyhtahcKEwjAivXW6_DqAhUAAAAAHQAAAAAQBg..i&docid=C2N3n6H8A4jfiM&w=433&h=610&q=bomber%20jacket%20woman%20&client=firefox-b-1-d&ved=0CA8QMyhtahcKEwjAivXW6_DqAhUAAAAAHQAAAAAQBg)<br/><br/><hr/><br/>"Look, don't worry, Foxxie," Lily tried to reassure. "You'll find someone who's crazy about you I'm sure. Someone as cute as you is bound to, trust me. And yeah," she added, fixing Albion with a stare, "This is just<em>one date.</em>It's not like we're getting married next week. So you'd better behave yourself Snowball." For what hell could be worse than being married to Liliana Magdalena Jimenez? Especially after hearing Nerissa's latest reveal on what they had been up to - though again, this was<em>Nerissa</em>they were talking about. She tended to run hot on such things.<br/><br/>And Lily wasn't mad enough not to leap to Albion's defense when required. "Yeah - if a demon needs to see the hair in that region, the jig's going to be long up. Upper thighs should be sufficient." Sure, she'd help. But that didn't mean she couldn't enjoy watching him squirm just a little. "And sure, we can do a water park, I suppose." She avoided the topic of swimwear. Again, it was a small kindness to allow Albion a chance to get control of his libido. She could always torture him with that later, once he had his pants back on.<br/><br/>The best she could do was keep chatting as the salon experts continued their grim work. Mission talk was right out of course. That didn't leave much. "So, either of you ever play Etheric Warriors. I got a 53rd level barbarian who just tears up the scenery. Sorry, maybe<em>tear up</em>isn't what you need to be hearing right now Snowball." She cringed inwardly, though her outward appearance was ever the insouciant devil-may-care rebel that everyone knew and loved.