<div class="floatleft">(http://img208.imageshack.us/img208/7824/post4km.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Todd Wainwright<br/><strong>Species:</strong>Tarrack Daemonling<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Todd's Room and beyond!<br/><strong>Summary:</strong>Todd Thinks Logically With His Brain<br/><strong>Tagged:</strong>Rae<br/><br/><hr/>There was not a lot that Todd really wanted to do anymore. Granted, Rae was one of them, but this probably held true for every male with a hint of straightness in them, even though by now everyone had the sense to know it was not a smart thing to do. For his part, Todd wondered if she could keep up her game face for the whole thing, and what it would be like to get head while a vamp was all grr mode. It was not something he gave voice - the other rangers would consider him deviant for it, and it was never wise to let vampires know you were interested. Salacious thoughts aside, going to Al-Mar and getting probably killed and devoured - and not necessarily in that order - evoked only ambivalence. There were so many ways to die now, and so many of them involved such agony. They were all equal to the weary daemonling. "River'd be better, if you could get him. Kid's got serious juice now. Knows the area as well as I do." Probably even better. And maybe River was stronger? Todd had never had the inclination to find out, but it was eminently possible. Probably a better fighter, too.<br/><br/>He shrugged, otherwise. "Not as such." The man said to the subject of minding. Even if he did, what did it matter? And even if there were no standing orders, Tara and her coven would probably not look kindly on someone refusing to help someone else get them what they wanted. So really, it was just good sense not to cross the witches or the vampires. Rae's ass had no impact at all on Todd's decision making process, which was entirely dictated by logic. For realsies. "Lead the way, Draculina." He would follow wherever she led him. It did occur to Todd to ask what anyone thought they would find at the Pal-Mart that would be remotely worth the trip. But it was not terribly important. All that really mattered was that he would have a chance to get good and angry, and maybe it would be a good thing.