<div class="floatright">(http://orig09.deviantart.net/fe08/f/2013/160/1/0/knight_in_the_dark_by_beaver_skin-d68cssw.jpg)</div><strong><strong>Gregory Smith</strong> (http://www.myth-weavers.com/sheet.html#id=1059435)</strong>|<strong>Fighter 1</strong><br/><strong>HP:</strong>12/12<br/><strong>AC:</strong>16 (Chain Mail)<br/><strong>Location:</strong>"The Hero and the Mug"<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Kristina, Tim, Jessica, Sam<br/><br/><hr/><hr/><br/><strong>"She <em>said</em> we could?"</strong>He repeated with a wry smirk as he watched Kristina's hip swaying exit. Jessica must have had that girl on a tight leash. Impressive, considering it had only been a day. He couldn't complain though, he enjoyed submissive girls like her. Then again, he also enjoyed someone with a little fight in them.<br/><br/>He offered Tim a chuckle and a wave as he departed, then followed suit downstairs. He'd come down just in time to see Jessica talking, posing, and giving a lap dance to none other than Sam Kronenberg.<strong>"Huh, you too, eh?"</strong>He called to her. Catching the bit of husky arousal in his voice, he cleared his throat and headed toward the table for a seat. He would over at Kristina with a smoldering gaze, beckoning her over with a tilt of his head as his hand patted his lap in welcome.<br/><br/><strong>"Well, my hair changed, but that's about it. How about you, Sam? Always been that handsome?"</strong><br/><br/>Seeing Jocelyn, and remembering what the drinks they'd come down for, he called to her as well<strong>"Got any rum?"</strong>