<div class="floatleft">(http://www.dfwd20.com/photopost/data/522/medium/Human_Fighter1.jpg)</div><br/><strong><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: edwardian;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 2.65em;">Alfreic Slate, Soldier</span></span><br/><em>W/ Ms. Ashley; HP 18 (Current 10)</em><br/></strong><hr/><br/>Alfreic stared at Ashley, his brow creasing with confusion and resentment, until he snatched her hand forcibly and pulled her smaller figure against his.  He glowered at her, his teeth gritting into a perfect snide smirk.  Then he shoved her down unto the ground.<br/><br/>"Stupid girl," he said, his voice booming as he approached her.   "You stave off one unmitigated disaster to bumble into another."  Here, he crouched low, looking at her like a wolf.<br/><br/>Though he appeared to be sizing up his meal, he was indeed merely attempting to recall if this girl was at all special to him.  Sometimes Alfreic became confused, and felt that he had known an individual when he hadn't.  At present, he felt that he knew Ashley intimately, but his memory was so terribly hazy that he could not remember when and where he had encountered her.  This startled Alfreic because the girl was quite stunning, and he felt certain that he wouldn't forget someone like her.  Yet here he was, with an imperfect recollection.  That said something, Alfreic thought.<br/><br/>Why was she here?  He did not understand, though he did understand.  What he understood was that Ms. Ashley thought him to be capable of withstanding whatever haunted her, and that he might defend her?  No, that was not right.  She felt that they had better chances surviving if they worked together.  Surviving against what, exactly?  Alfreic did not know what had happened to Ashley in the last few hours, or what horrors lay in wait for them in Avonleigh.  What confused him was that Ashley could not have chosen a less suitable candidate to help her.  Alfreic had become ambivalent towards his own life, and as such, ambivalent towards every thing else.<br/><br/>Finally, he stood, favoring his hip considerably.  He approached Ashley and hovered over her.<br/><br/>"I want to know you in exchange for an alliance," he said finally.   "I want you to expose yourself to me, and I want every inch of your flesh to open to me for inspection."<br/><br/><hr/>OOC Note:  Please IM me if you disagree with any part of this course of action, Chel!