<strong>Name:</strong>Lucas Myers/Isabelle<strong>Passion:</strong>Doubt<br/><strong>Defense:</strong>4(5) +3 vs Frost<strong>Skills:</strong>Endurance ( ) Brawl (X) Throw ( )<br/><strong>Wounds:</strong>2(3)<strong>Traits:</strong>1.( ) 2.( ) 3.( )<br/><strong>AP:</strong>6(8)[2]<strong>SP:</strong>2[6]<strong>CP:</strong>3(6)  (1AT)<br/><hr/><br/>The speed with which the Tanuki acted surprised Lucas!  He could feel her hands all over his chest, openly fondling the round and rather jiggly breasts.  Lucas felt a shudder travel down his back as the fondling continued, but as soon as he managed to gather the coherence to object, it stopped.  Michiru would be able to see the shift in expression on Lucas' face, but nothing was said in the usual outraged tones that Michiru usually heard following an 'introduction.'<br/><br/>"...yes," Lucas managed out, "we probably<em>should</em>."  That tone sounded more like what she was used to hearing.  "So, you have any ideas of where we're supposed to go?"