Letting her weight fall on him, she hoped the thug would catch her. Olivia kept herself plastered against the thug, now locking him into a strangling death-hold. Actually, it was more like a very soft cuddle because of her non-existent physical strength. Still, she hoped she could distract him long enough for the real fighters to turn the tables. Maybe she could seduce him.. or something. She let herself press into his body, gently slipping one of her thighs between his legs and rubbing as she pretended to panic.<br/><br/>HP: 171<br/><br/>Str: 6<br/>End: 5<br/>Gra: 5<br/>Cha: 6<br/>Int: 11<br/>Spi: 10<br/><br/>P. Def: 65<br/>M. Def: 66<br/>S. Def: 61<br/><br/>Healing I [6] - Heal an ally [Spi+Int] damage.<br/>Quick Casting I [3] - Use two mental attacks in one round.<br/><br/>[Seductive - Gra + Cha]<br/>1d100+11=97 (http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/2589281/)