<div align="center"><strong>Kris Fielding : Heading towards the Hanger Deck : speaking to Ansem Hyral</strong></div><br/>She was half way to the hanger deck when she received a private and rather suggestive message from Hyral.  Blushing to the roots of her hair, she made sure to quicken her pace.  The damn man was distracting her from her anger, and she was the sort that liked to wallow in it until it simmered down.  But than again, physical activity was a known stress reliever to.  Chuckling at her small joke, she made it to the entry way of the hanger deck.<br/><br/>When she entered she saw that the AGC(Air Group Commander) was already there.  His uniform, shaping his large frame made her want to jump him on the spot.  Walking closer to him so that her words couldn't be over heard.<br/><br/>"<strong>So what this about wrapping my lips around something?  All I know is that it better be good because I'm in a foul mood tonight.</strong>"