<div class="floatleft">(http://i68.tinypic.com/2hx8301.jpg)</div><br/>Giving a small sigh as the poor monkeys were taken away, Annette noticed Darion cast an eye over her form, but since he did it without leering, it wasn't even worth a raised eyebrow.  She did look very nice, after all in her dress.  If she'd gone around stabbing everyone who thought so, she'd probably have worn out her sword by now.  And Aquilion steel did not fail easily.<br/><br/>She followed him readily to the models, the expression on her lovely features politely interested.  In fact, perhaps a little more than that.  Her blue eyes lit with interest as she imagined the various possibilities.  She was, after all, enthusiastic about showing off her skills, and there was no denying that she had a bit of a flair for showmanship.  It was the Aquilion way, after all, where what you did was often not quite as important as how you did it.<br/><br/>Pursing her lips thoughtfully for a moment, Annette finally nodded to the first one.  "I feel that this one would best suit my abilities."  She said, her voice as clear as ever.  "I'm used to fighting with a limited area to move around, as the top of this structure, but I also consider myself quite nimble.  In addition, the raised area will allow the spectators a better look at my form.  Quite important for a duelist such as myself, you know."<br/><br/>She gave him a slight smile.  "Perhaps after a few matches, I shall have to see what else you have available.  I trust that I'll find myself up to the challenge."  She said, the smile turning into a smirk.