<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/>To (http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=163927.msg7718954#msg7718954)<br/>Tagging: <strong>Galen</strong>, open</div></div><br/>"Let's hope so," he said, shooting a wink at the younger man when Galen hinted of Darryl most certainly responding quite strongly to his planned exploration. The pause had him dip into his locker to fish a necklace from it which he hanged his key on. It wasn't pretty, but he'd not loose the key if he could help it.<br/>"I might keep you up on that," he replied, twisting the necklace-with-key around his wrist instead of wearing it around his neck. Then he flicked his gaze and attention back up at Galen and inclined his head politely when he stepped aside. In passing, he smirked, more to himself than to Galen, and moved out of the locker room to find the communal bath.