<div class="floatright">(http://pictures.hentai-foundry.com//g/Ganassa/318341.jpg)</div>By 0200, it seemed Harper was dressed for the night, walking into the kitchen from her own room, barefoot but dressed in a bikini and a long sarong, her brown hair combed back and firmly in place given it's heavy furred texture, showing off her tall and Olympian form.<br/><br/>Where Cassandra was tall, fit, with dark skin and curves, Harper was outright ripped with not a drop of excess fat upon her body save for her light curves upon her elven chest, rump, and hips, and was expectedly even taller.  Still - as Harper oft pointed out - while she was in significantly better athletic condition, she did wish her 'curves' were as good as Cassandra's were, but thus was the downside to her athleticism and lack of body fat...<br/><br/>"Ooh, real food?" Harper cooed in Sperethiel, her native tongue due to various machinations, as she sat herself across from her housemate and 'bodyguard'. "Wish I could have some of that wine though..."<br/><br/>She sat to eat and pulled up the Prague festivities with her headware, though seemed far less interested as she focused on making sure she ate normally and properly, ever careful to use the proper utensil with the proper placement of her hand and with the proper posture and at proper human speed (the last one being the most difficult perhaps).<br/><br/>"So... why Prague?" she asked in her smooth elven tongue as she popped a bit of lamb-kabob off the skewer. "Of all the places, I mean?"