<div class="floatright">(http://i68.tinypic.com/2d1235x.jpg)</div><br/>"I should<em>hardly</em>think so."  Alcina said.  "We're going to be models, after all.  What's the worst that could happen?"<br/><br/>......<br/><br/>Arriving at the temple, Alcina did not seem quite so awed as her companion.  "It is very impressive."  She agreed readily enough, her lustrous white hair bobbing as she looked around.  "I can't<em>quite</em>say that I've never seen its like before.  Although I will admit that the red color is quite lovely, and is entirely new to me."<br/><br/>Watching Landa, Alcina raised a hand to her lips, tittering softly at the girl's reaction to the, ah, anatomically accurate nature of the statues.  "It certainly is.  My word."  She stepped closer to her friend, her lips quirking.  "I believe we may have found the style that the artists here prefer to use."  Her smile became more comforting.  "Don't worry.  If anything... untoward happens, we can leave.  And I'll watch out for you, eh?"<br/><br/>They walked on.  While Alcina was still dressed in her tight fencing leathers, she chose to leave her chain shirt behind.  Instead, she wore a loose fencing vest of dark blue.  While it left her entirely free to move, the superior tailoring could be seen in the way it clung snugly to her feminine figure.  Her rapier bounced casually on her hip as they walked.<br/><br/>Alcina was happy enough to let Landa do the talking.  Instead, she did her best to stay the perfect picture of feminine nobility, standing tall (well, fairly tall, compared to Landa) and straight, her chin tilted elegantly upwards, emphasizing her profile.<em>Artists</em>!  Alcina permitted herself the briefest of eye-rolls at the man's eccentric behavior.