<div class="floatright"><div style="text-align: right;"><strong><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;">Darryl E. Walker</span></strong><br/>(http://photos.modelmayhem.com/photos/110321/10/4d878dbb79593.jpg)<br/>Character Sheet (http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=163693.msg7601268#msg7601268)<br/>Tagging: <strong>Galen</strong>, open</div></div><br/>Even if Galen didn't finish his sentence, Darryl still laughed at it, the sound deep and a lot more cheerful than he had felt before his shower. It made the locker room a lot less empty and coloured the atmosphere. "Oh, I don't know," he jested "I quite enjoy a man being a dick before, during and after he fucked me. Probably my job and the fact most of my employees enjoy licking my ass as often as they are able."<br/>He draped the towel he had been using to dry himself off with over his shoulder as it felt somewhat odd to keep at it while in a conversation. That didn't mean he was dry all over, though. Briefly the worry of catching a cold crossed his mind, but it was gone the next. It wasn't exactly cold in here.<br/><br/>"It is, yes," he replied when Galen looked back up from the floor. He hoped he hadn't insulted his maybe-be-friend with his laughter and took a serious tone again, even if it, by now, was starting to show cracks.<br/>"I was going to attempt find my way to the communal bath, actually, to... ah... see who is around," he said with a slight inclination of the head. He could feel his mind had started to shift into his hunting mode and he had almost worded his thoughts differently, correcting them at the last moment, not having them wander into a more naughty realm just yet.