<strong>Lionel Porter<br/>Time; Early Afternoon, Day 1<br/>Location;  Library<br/>Tagged; Giselle</strong><br/><br/>Lionel rolled his eys, he went on his rant again. But one way or another, the fiery explosive Giselle was back, and he couldn't really be happier. But her approach was quite...suggestive, really. She was tense, really really tense. And to put it bluntly, Lionel thought she actually needed it? He must've been losing it, but whatever, fact was Giselle clearly wanted him but, well, her seduction, if it so could be called, was very confrontational. Maybe it was because she was out of touch, maybe it was because she was quite angry with him. Bottom line, she was hitting Lionel's buttons swimmingly; he loved women who were flames, flamboyant, willing to put up a fight. And Giselle's confrontational method was working quite well, noting his member starting to get a little excited from it all. Lionel's more animalistic nature was getting the best of him; he fought temptation so well because it was never there. Women would come to him and tease him, try a cute or sexy method to seduce him. Lionel liked fighters, he liked string women both physically and mentally. Giselle? Well, she fit the cake.<br/><br/>As Giselle finished her little speech about Neria, Lionel closed his eyes and chuckled. "Wonderful, I'll speak to her when I get the chance. However, i do expect you'll be coming along, won't you, pal?" he said teasingly. "It seems you know your friend Neria quite well, and she seems like a wonderful woman. I know of legends of the Sacred Prostitutes, and as you can assume from our order, we recognize them as Saintesses, as they give their own bodies to help others; Neria spell an example of her self sacrifice. She's clearly a wonderful example and a true friend." Lionel then leaned over to Giselle, his gaze in her's, as he said "But, right now, I think I should tell yu something: your idea of a fling...its sounding much more appealing now. See, when you spoke to me about it, when I ranted, you weren't how you are now. Giselle, there's nothing that turns me on more than a fiesty woman such as yourself, and though I thought I could resist, its clear my efforts are growing thin. But we cannot engage in intimate activities here; the sentinels will get frisky. If you want me, we'll have to go elsewhere. Because the thing is, right now, you're awakening an old, more primal side to me that, well, I can say I've missed."