[b] [u] Alaira Taenn [/u] [/b]

Alaira... didn't really know what had happened. At first, she walked out of the tent, and then... There was this guy, laying in a cot. He had said quite possibly the worst pickup line she had ever heard. Now, she [i]hated[/i] it when people hit on her, and (most likely owing to the very stressful series of events she had endured) she felt extremely angry. Without really thinking, she tried to strike the man. However, the blow was knocked off target somehow, and she ended up on top of him, no damage to his head. At that point, their eyes locked. For whatever reason, she was more or less frozen. As she looked into his eyes she saw... sadness. But for what? It was at that point that he commented on her eyes. She blushed for a moment, in confusion. [i]Wha? B-but I just tried to break his damn nose![/i] She thought, flustered. She slapped him, quite hard. But his expression remained unchanged. Oh come on! How many things would be unfazed when she hit them!? She decided it would be wise to get the hell off of him. 

[b]"Wh-who the hell do you think you are, anyway?!"[/b] She said, still blushing. [b]"I hit you! that means cut it the hell out!"[/b] She said. Well, this was embarrassing. She knew that Lucilia would find some way to blackmail her with this nonsense...