<div align="center"><strong>Kris Fielding : In the hanger Deck with Ansem Hyral</strong></div><br/>His words had Kris looking at him, studying him.  But all she could think about was how his voice changed slightly when he talked about his job.<br/><br/>"<strong>I was just thinking about how much you intrigue me, but I'm not sure if that curiosity will lead me to my own down fall or not.</strong>"  Shaking herself back to the conversation, her lips turned up into another smile.<br/><br/>"<strong>I was under the impression that I was waiting for when you felt like going.  I was rather put out that you wanted to wait so long.</strong>"  Her tone was teasing and light, knowing that she could probably hold out a little longer, but suddenly not wanting to.  Taking another couple of puffs she leaned forward, her lips almost touching the spot right next to his ear.<br/><br/>"<strong>I don't think you know what you've got your self into, but if your absolutely sure, I'll lead you to your room right now.</strong>"