<strong>Name:</strong>Elfi<br/><strong>Position:</strong>Ship's Slave<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Cat walk above the cargo hold<br/><strong>Tagged:</strong>Sue the Sneaker<br/><br/><strong>"Don't you touch her!"</strong>Elfi yelled, really yelled.  There was no way anyone left in the cargo bay didn't hear it.<br/><br/>Sue had pushed her too far, had gone into the one place where Elfi had some backbone.  Sue held one hand, and the other was tight on Melly, but Elfi wasn't without other means.  She thrashed under him, unable to make headway against his strength.  The metal diamond pattern of the decking, with raised ridges for sure footing, tore holes in her shift and skin alike but Elfi didn't feel them.<br/><br/>Like a mother animal, Elfi's head darted down, mouth open to show strong white teeth, and she tried to sink them into Sue's flesh.<br/><br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">OOC Comment</div><div class="spoiler_body">OOC:  I think we need to have some rolls here, unless we both agree on what happens?  Elfi's going to try to bite you.<br/><br/>Here is my character sheet if anyone needs the stats.<br/><br/>Physical   Social   Mental<br/>Strength 2   Presence 2   Knowledge 1<br/>Dexterity 3   Manipulation 1   Wits 1<br/>Stamina 4   Composure 2   Perception 2<br/><br/>Brawl 1  Dodge 1  Stealth 2<br/>Empathy 2  Subterfuge 1<br/>Medic 1 <br/>Domestic 3<br/>Sewing 3<br/>Cooking 2<br/>Massage 2<br/>Scrounging 1<br/>Survival (Cold Weather Only) 2<br/></div></div>