<div class="floatright">(http://i57.tinypic.com/wlp1g5.jpg)</div><strong>Character: </strong>Biff<br/><strong>Location: </strong>Dorm: 1st Floor : Room 1 - Dorm: 1st Floor : Room 3 (Doorway)<br/><strong>With: </strong>Myrr, Draxus, Kyoko<br/><hr/><br/>Again with the talking. How was this better than having a female in his room? At least then he'd have something worth looking at. "But they smell nice, have soft parts, and are great for a number of uses. Here they don't even have to cook, so there's less to complain about. What would they want me doing that I don't do already?" He carefully did not broach the emotionality topic. Draxus entered and was greeted in due form, Myrr seeming to have placed his foot firmly in his mouth. This amused Biff, who didn't even realize through all the talking that had been done that he hadn't introduced himself. There had certainly been enough words that you would think he had. "Go by Biff. People say it suits me." Looking Draxus up and down, he could see why the kitsune hadn't been overly interested. Then again, would you want someone whose favor could be bought for a measly second level spell scroll? "Sour grapes, that is. Heard you trying to get into her pants. Bossy. Feh. Just needs to know who's in charge." Having now finished his meal, he got up, wiped his mouth on his sleeve to make sure he wasn't a complete mess, and strode to the door. He towered more than a foot over Draxus standing, and had the appearance of the sort of man people describe with sentences like "And then he perpetrated violence; quick, bloody, and all over the place". It was almost assumed that the smaller man would step aside, but in the event that did not happen, he would be stepped into and brushed aside. It was time to see what all the fuss was about with this kitsune, whatever that was. Apparently it was hot and female.