<div class="floatright">(https://tse1.mm.bing.net/th?id=OIP.b5rFz9fQYWxVH-4nIe5HwwEsDh&amp;pid=15.1&amp;P=0&amp;w=228&amp;h=172)</div><strong>Name</strong>Libitina Gomez<br/><strong>Time/Date</strong>October 28th-afternoon<br/><strong>Location</strong>Room 220<br/><strong>Tagging</strong>Troy<br/><strong> Misc Information </strong>Seducing the lion!<br/><br/>What was her problem? What was his problem? Why shouldn't she attack him on what she had heard! Libby glowered at the hybrid, from her half sitting half thrown position on Troy's bed. Her lips pressed in a thin line, her own anger at being manhandled clearly visible, and yet...seeing Troy in this form. Libby began to relax once more, almost as if she saw the human side of him as a separate entity from his hybrid one. Sitting up the brunette bent over to pull of her heels, in her mind the girl was quietly calculating the best possible escape route.<br/><br/>Which of course was through Troy, as her body lowered her eyes flicked up at him watching, waiting and then as her second heel hit the floor she bounded up from the bed and in one giant leap that would no where near be enough due to her now diminished height unless Troy caught her. She leapt up, her arms winding round his neck and her legs wrapping around his hips. Libby's face was now inches from Troy's lion one, the brunette paused her teeth sinking into her lower lip as indecision flashed through her eyes. Determined quickly followed and her head inched forward until there lips were practically touching, and yet she didn't seem to able to make that one last move to kiss him. Was Libby having second/ third thoughts? There was no denying that she was curious about the hybrid, but it had been along time since the fiesty girl had trusted her body to anyone, and she certainly hadn't been with anyone like Troy before.