Avelo just could not understand Shakar, he admited he wanted to try bedding her. But dispite the unimpressive threat, he could not get his mind off her. He had two women on his mind, Shakar appealed to his warrior nature, to the side of him that enjoyed conflict and battle, to bed her would be a great conquest in and of itself.<br/>Michelle on the other hand appealed to his more refined and tender. Between the two he simply could not choose. He wanted to bed them both, they were beautiful, amazing women. Either would be a wonder in bed.<br/>He saw her playing with herself as he left, wondering if he'd caused it. with the weak threat probably not... he mulled it over. "next time I should threaten to have molten gold poured in her ears, then torn apart..." that was a threat she might have respected. "could I be going soft?" he mulled it all over as he returned to the obsveration deck.