<div class="floatleft">(http://static.becomegorgeous.com/img/arts/2012/Mar/28/7253/charlize_theron_womens_health_2012_2_thumb.jpg)</div><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;"><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: times new roman;"><strong>Name:</strong> Leena Moran<br/><strong>Title:</strong> Enchantress<br/><strong>Location:</strong> Stark Tower, R&amp;D Level, Main Lab<br/><strong>Time:</strong> 5:15pm<br/><strong>Tags:</strong> Bruce Banner</span></span><br/><hr/><hr/><br/>As Bruce's hand slid around her wrist to gently press the bit of cloth against the blood leaking from her palm, Amora's mind held several different possibilities. Different positions to truss him up in, in his own lab. Bare chested. Completely naked. How long could he endure? What would she, what could she do before the Hulk came out? Oh the most delicious possibilities. What would it take to hold the Hulk? Could she? Wouldn't it be so very amusing to try!<br/><br/>Her fingers would brush against his as she gently pulled her hand away, smiling softly at him, gazing into his shy eyes. He seemed to be dismissing her, surely simply a by-product of his time spent in isolation. This man had no clue how to act around other people any more, let alone the female species. What was the woman's name he as enamored with? Ah yes. Ross. Elizabeth. A name to remember for later. Yet for now she found Bruce still amusing.<br/><br/><strong> “ Oh? What are you working on, if I'm not stepping on toes of course..”</strong>Her head would shift slightly to gaze over his shoulder into his lab, easing back to offer him a subtle wink.<strong> “ Or is it top secret?”</strong>She still held his attention, so when his little attempt at homemade soda literally erupted in a shower of fizz, and the glass beaker broke, it would be behind his back. Yet her face again took on a look of shock, a gasp flowing out, and a hand shooting out to point over his shoulder.<br/><br/><strong> “ Mr. Banner! Your lab!...”</strong>