<div class="floatright">(https://cdn.discordapp.com/attachments/998723462564683908/1000165806690291843/IMG_3034.jpg)<br/><div align="center"><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Namira Laurent</div><div class="spoiler_body"><strong>Daddy's Girl Invoked</strong>: [ ]<br/><strong>Heartbreaker Invoked</strong>: [ ]<br/><strong>Ishtar's Pride and Joy Invoked</strong>: [ ]<br/><br/>[ ] Bruised <br/>[ ] Injured<br/>[ ] Maimed<br/>[ ] Taken Out<br/><br/><strong>Conditions:</strong><br/></div></div></div></div><strong>Location:</strong>Outside -> Cafeteria<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Everyone present, Open<br/><hr/><br/>Namira frowned at her phone, only just resisting the urge to scowl.  Ladies do not scowl, after all, and she was a lady, at least in her own estimation.  While the others talked, and she received a, admittedly appreciated, squeeze from Clio, she unfriended and refriended the panty thief to see if that would fix the problem.<br/><br/>"The wifi, at least, is a little off," she remarked when the topic of problems arose, "but then that could just be the cafeteria, I guess."  She looked up from her phone finally to see the menu Zephyr was showing to Clio and Luke.  "Hmmm... not a lot of places carry vegan options."  She wasn't vegan herself, but at least it was an option in case she became curious.  "When did we get to talking about fighting?"  She shook her head.  "Jujutsu and archery are what I learned."  She shrugged.  "First makes sense, right?  The second is apparently something my mother insisted on before she went who knows where."  She had vague memories of a woman from when she was very, very little, but that didn't mean anything necessarily.  Then she was frowning at her phone again.  "Stupid app."