<div class="floatright">(http://i.imgur.com/eDJMl.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Allison Saurer<br/><strong>Title:</strong>Mechanic / The Final Touch<br/><strong>Locations:</strong>Dining Room<br/><br/><hr/><br/>"No!" Allison replied, raising her voice somewhat and sounding more upset than she probably should have. It was ironic, really. For years Taras had been like a guardian angel to her, always being there to help or protect her whenever she needed it and often even when she didn't. She was infinitely grateful to him for that, and Ally knew that she owed him more than she could likely repay in her lifetime, but it wasn't what she needed now. It wasn't what she<em>wanted</em>. "I can do it myself," she added dryly, her face hardening as she frowned (at least as much as Allison's face<em>could</em>harden). Taras still saw her as a fragile little girl that needed his help, and maybe she was - Allison wasn't quite sure - but at that moment she'd found it infuriating just the same. The way that he'd subtly insisted, the concerned look, it all made Allison feel like she could never hope to be anything more than a porcelain doll that needed to be preserved in bubble wrap as far as Taras was concerned.<br/><br/>He wouldn't understand why she was so irritated with him all of a sudden, Allison knew that. She was being unfair, maybe even cruel, two things that normally didn't characterize Allison at all. She knew that too, but emotion was getting the better of her, and with everything that she'd been going through recently, she wasn't being herself. Her eyes went from Taras down to her own feet as she blushed, a mix of guilt and anger which she didn't know how to deal with swirling within her like a tornado. Exhaling loudly with exasperation, Ally walked away without giving him the chance to say anything back. She knew what Taras was going to say. He was going to ask her what was wrong and then try to reason with her, but she wasn't in the mood for logic or reasoning. Not wanting to make a scene, Allison didn't storm off, she simply slipped away through the crowd and went over to join Liza and Claire who were goofing off a bit further away.<br/><br/>Had they been alone, she might have taken the opportunity to talk with Alisa about the matters of the heart that were causing her so much trouble, but it felt less than appropriate with Claire around for obvious reasons, so she just tried to put the situation behind her and have fun regardless. "Damn, remind me not to mess with her again," Allison said to Claire before giggling at their little standoff. She knew that Alisa wasn't<em>really</em>going to spray her. Or did she? That girl could get pretty crazy with her pranks, and now Ally and Claire had added fuel to the fire by playing  trick on her first. Still, she probably wouldn't...<br/><br/>"Sooo, anyone want to go shopping tomorrow?" Allison asked completely casually as if there was no tension at all between her two friends.