<div class="floatright"><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Bremorel image</div><div class="spoiler_body">(http://i1217.photobucket.com/albums/dd396/Shdwrnnr/Fantasy%20Pics/felf_roguefight-2.jpg)</div></div></div><strong>Location:</strong>Barracks<br/><strong>With:</strong>Finna<br/><hr/>At the touch, Bree turned her head, to find herself locked in Fin's gaze, holding her in place - very close - as her friend reminded her of how stories were traditionally supposed to go.  "Mmm..." Bree tilted her head into Fin's fingers a moment, then stared into her eyes again.  "You're right, aren't you?  I seem to remember the hero getting a kiss from the princess... though I'm no princess.  I hope you won't be too disappointed."  Her voice was still light, but perhaps there was a hint of something else as she swivelled to face Fin directly, putting her hands behind both her friend's shoulders and pulling her close, reaching for the warrior's lips with her own.<br/><br/>It wasn't the first time they'd kissed, and it could be just as playful and meaningless as the previous few.  But the significance of their mission, and above all, its clear danger, might have given a little underlying gravity to Bremorel's feelings at this point.  But still... this was Finna, and their flirting was just for a lark, just practice....