<div class="floatright">(http://i.imgur.com/cqAk4tu.jpg)</div><hr/><strong><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 14pt;">Alissa 'Läkare' Coen (http://www.myth-weavers.com/sheet.html#id=56107)</span></strong>Female Elf<br/><strong>Physical Damage</strong>: 0/9<strong>Stun Damage</strong>: 0/11<br/><strong>Commlink</strong>: Hidden<strong>SIN</strong>: Alissa Coen<br/><strong>¥</strong>: 665 +500 Mission Allotment<br/><strong>Ammunition</strong>: 5 clips of stick-n-shock (Ares Predator IV)<br/><strong>Location</strong>: Boat<br/><hr/><br/>Alissa looked up at the human above them, thrusting her chest out and grabbing her breasts, then stuck her tongue out at him. He was<em>really</em>starting to get on her nerves. She half-considered hitting him with a spell to make him climax, but that might send him indoors, and for the moment that wasn't desirable. "I don't know, I think we should make them wait if they want to see more," she said in a teasing tone.<br/><br/>"Maybe we can go to Analogical tonight. There's always something interesting happening there." Actually, while the club was usually interesting, it was one she personally didn't like at all, and somewhat obscure at that. Hopefully the two men wouldn't have heard of it, and they could waste some more time talking about it.