<div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">ooc</div><div class="spoiler_body">Roll Result: rhev rolled: 1d20, adding 6 to the total<br/>Comment: Arisas grapple<br/>Result: 10, <br/>Total: 16<br/><br/>Roll Result: rhev rolled: 1d20, adding 2 to the total<br/>Comment: stewards defense<br/>Result: 1, <br/>Total: 3<br/><br/>Well then.   :)</div></div><br/>His hand came up to fondle her breast, squeezing through the uniform as she kissed him, but then he startled as she grabbed him and his eyes went wide as her hand went over his mouth.  "MMMMPFH!?" he said through her hand, and he tried to struggle as she squeezed her lithsome arms about his neck.  He flailed, obviously clueless as to how to defend himself from such an attack.  His flailing pulled down the top of her maid unform, baring one of Arisa's breasts, and one of his kicks connected with her shin ineffectively.  But she held on until his struggling slowed, then stopped, and she slid him down to the floor.<br/><br/>Putting a hand over his mouth she could feel breath coming from the man.  Good, he was unconscious but not dead.  He might be involved in everything that happened here, or he might be an innocent, she didn't know.  Plus he had given her a lot of good useful information, so it seemed wrong to kill him.  She looked around, there was the mistress's room to the south, but also those doors to the north.  Or maybe there was something she could see in the ledgers on the desk, though admittedly that was not her strong suit.