<div class="floatleft"> <div class="floatleft">(http://26.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m3oo3fv7yh1r7wrq1o4_250.jpg)</div><br/><strong>Name:</strong> Kepler<br/><strong>Place within Hierarchy:</strong> Elizabeth's Talent<br/><strong>Role:</strong> Hand <br/><strong>Position:</strong> security/general labor<br/><strong>Location:</strong> Train, Chloe's compartment<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong> white T shirt and jeans, motorcycle boots<br/><strong>Languages and Accent:</strong> English, no accent<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong> Chloe<br/><br/>She wasn't exactly giving him the bum's rush but he was a little disappointed that she didn't try to keep him there. It wouldn't have been a good idea, but it would have meant something to him if she'd wanted him to stay. He just gave her a nod like an idiot when she thanked him for considering her feelings and started to leave but then stopped and turned his muscular frame somewhat awkwardly in the doorway to face her again.<br/><br/>"I hope that dress isn't ruined. You look really pretty in it," he said, practically wincing as the words came out then impulsively leaned forward and kissed her cheek. "Maybe I'll have that talk."<br/><br/>Then he finally did leave, muttering to himself as he strode down the aisle of the train, reaching up at one point to smack himself on the forehead. he was relieved when he was finally back in his compartment though it was awhile before he could settle down enough to read.<br/></div>