<div class="floatright">(http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v484/FujinAkari/e7cb5ded61a03196325d2fa64e2cfef9_zps76b34ee3.jpg)</div><br/><em>Naori watched the turn of events between Piro and the guard with a critical eye, tossing a glowering stare towards the ungarbed, sapphire-banged woman when she hissed her disapproval.  She opened her mouth to extol on the many merits of what she had done, then realized that there would be little point to it directly before the Erinyes...<br/><br/>Instead, she turned to look at the woman and offered her a sardonic smile, slightly inclining her head and then looking off towards Piro, tossing him a somewhat demure smile.</em>"Oh... I'm quite sure we'll be able to work together..."<em>the elfess breathed, then seemed to sober up at the discussion of supplies.<br/><br/>She glanced down at her lacy leotard and a slight flash of color moved across her cheeks.  Biting her lip, she offered a slight nod.  "All I'll be needing is armor, the thicker the better.  Whatever you can put between this skin and their... whatevers... the better I'll be.  Then give me something to slash them with... any sort of polearm would do fine... I could even do with a standard sword... but I'd prefer not.  Nothing more fun than a tiny elf coming at someone with a massive biddenhander and just... this expression comes across their face somewhere between confusion, fear, and amazement!"<br/><br/><em>The elfess grins a bit, seeming lost in thought for a moment, then seems to snap back to the present.</em>  "Also... what is your policy on the spoils of battle and looting afterwords?  You mentioned the area used to be yours, so I would prefer to know what can be taken now rather than later."</em>