<span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;">Hart Miiri</span>(http://www.thetangledweb.net/forums/profiler/view_char.php?cid=71086)<br/><br/><strong>"I actually thought it went rather well,"</strong>Hart said to the man accosting him. He would of course not say no to a drink, nor provide strong disagreement to a man of that size... not that he couldn't cleave the man in twain if it came down to it.<strong>"What sort of drink, and where?"</strong>He was still watching the assembled group casually, pretending that he wasn't looking them all over quite particularly, especially Mercy. The girl was curious, and he did not know her. Chi was of course familiar, and yet again the nagging desire to cause her clothes to leap off of their own accord poked at him. She wouldn't mind, but the trouble it might cause wasn't worth a sight he could recall at will (in vivid detail). He went with the boisterous man to acquire his drink, and if they happened to pass by the group... well perhaps someone's bottom might need a good fondling.