But what the hell was happening to him now? He was human after all, not some rabid beast. All the women he had met so far, even the most beautiful one..., had no effect on him at all. This one, dear God this one, the effect she had was far stronger than the berserker battle rage.With a trembling hand he took hers and bowed, he dare not bring it to his forehead and lips as protocol dictated or he would have lost control and disgraced himself. Thank God she is wearing gloves. He dropped her hand as. "I did actually." The other two stared at her in disbelief. "You're kidding," voiced Phillipa. Corrine flushed a little more. "I really did. I still look back and remember my slipperings from him with some fondness." Judy's face coloured a little. "I do remember my knickers being hot and sticky after he had slippered me. Kinda warm, you know..." Phillipa shrieked. "Of course it was warm, he'd just tanned your backside with a size twelve!" "I still get the slipper!" Corrine blurted out and the. "Awwww! You're not only sweet but you're modest too! Your girlfriend is so lucky to have a gentleman for a boyfriend." Jason caught the last line and almost choked, he coughed out a response."*cough* I um don't have a girlfriend. *cough*" He looked at Kyra and saw a sudden flash in her eye, like something had just ran across her mind. He noted a sudden change in tone as she started speaking again, he could tell her voice was more sensual, alluring, flirtatious even."You're k**ding? A handsome,. The surrounding people and humanoid beasts, only few who could be seen walking about in the steampunk vicinity of Glorious Ground, averted their gazes, including Zax and Mendor, to the direction of the shout.A boy, around twelve years of age and wearing ragged clothes, was running, or rather escaping. In his hands he held a purse and embraced it close to his chest.The one he stole the purse from was an old lady in exuberant attire of a dark blue dress and what definitely was a wig.A young man.