<div class="floatright">(http://i1300.photobucket.com/albums/ag94/Autocad-E/__dark_eldar_and_eldar_warhammer_40k_drawn_by_dantewontdie__e9e4cb93b6f9ae8531956dd72898a62c_zpsttqqsags.jpg)</div>Nazoli felt the cool ceramic of jointed fingers under her chin, tilting her head up until she was forced to look at her drink-spill victim, into a face smooth as porcelain and a pair of crimson optics. The mechanical eyes focused on the Agellesian, scrutinizing her like a piece of meat. The spilled drink coated long strands of colorless, almost clear hair that caught the strobe lights and glowed back with rainbow-colored luminescence, making the water droplets sparkle like crystal. More liquid had splashed over emerald green jointed armor plates that were either an extremely skintight suit or her epidermis itself. The breast and ass areas had been exaggerated with synth-leather instead of metal covering softer implants that allowed them to jiggle whenever she moved. The lowest drops of all had landed on a suspiciously large tent in the synth-leather crotch. Twin holsters - empty, of course, the weapons checked in upon entry - were slung over her hips.<br/><br/>The android smiled at Nazoli, revealing a set of perfect pearly-white teeth. "Is that how you ask for a dance where you come from? Because I can<em>dance</em>." It was... less than obvious what exactly she meant with the toothed smile and emphasized pronunciation.<br/><br/><em>(Sense motive check obviously)</em><br/><br/>"Catfight!" someone whistled, and the crowd shifted and drew back forming an impromptu ring around the two of them, the dancing forgotten and replaced by the promise of more exotic entertainment...<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">OOC</div><div class="spoiler_body">Rolled a FUTA ANDROID from the random john generator and I knew who it had to be right there and then.  8-)<br/></div></div>