[b]Damien fell back with a grunt and amused cough.[/b] [i]"Uh... Sure... That works. What do you like to do, Ella?"[/i] [b]He turned to the girl who had tackled him, eyebrow raised. He didn't usually complain about weird... But being this friendly in the Dojo was... Not the best. He liked her, of course, as he liked all bubbly personalities.... But he feared for his safety. Though he figured that the grenade in his pocket wasn't helping. With a mighty hoist and ripple of his muscles, he lifted Ella up into the air from her hips and set her down as he got to his feet.[/b] [i]"And good luck with the Clinic... Was there a few hours ago... Marshal had a primate problem."[/i]