<div class="floatleft">(https://static.f-list.net/images/charimage/21492361.jpg)</div><strong>Name: </strong>Cerridwen 'Cerri' Morgan<br/><strong>Student ID:</strong>WTCH047-ASCS<br/><strong>Age/Year:</strong>18/Freshman<br/><strong>Date and Time:</strong>Saturday, September 5th; Just past dinner time<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Gamma Rho Lambda House; In her room with Prudence<br/><strong>Tag:</strong>Closed | Prudence (speaking to)<br/><strong>Notes:</strong>Undressing in her room (https://www.hotelyouwant.com/wp-content/uploads/2016/01/09a.jpg)<br/><hr/><br/>Cerridwen softly exhaled as she made her way up the stairs calming herself after her little faux pas with dinner and then her... unfortunate choice of words. She wasn't usually so flustered and she was acting like a high schooler. .At least Prudence didn't seem to be upset that she had missed dinner. She could still maybe catch desert and mingle with the other girls. No harm no foul.She turned the steps onto the upper landing and made her way down the hall to her room.<br/><br/>Her thoughts drift back to the House Mistress, her hair, her caramel skin, and eyes. The flush racing back into her cheeks as she instinctively looked over to the door that swung open.<br/>A surprised squeal came from her as a guitar launched into the hallway and raced by her.and down the stairs. her eyes blinking as it disappeared. Her satchel clutched to her chest as she leaned against the wall for a moment, her eyes moving back to Prudence as she smiled at her and commented on needing to have a conservation about calling enchantments... She didn't even remember throwing herself into the wall. Well what else could go wrong?  Maybe she would walk into her room and trip on the rug, She silently bemoaned in her head.<br/><br/><sub>"Yn rhy ddrwg, nid oedd yn fy nghlocio yn fy mhen."</sub>She said under her breath as she nodded her head to the head mistress. "Ohc, I guess so... I've seen it on a broom and even a sword but ney on a guitar." Her accent more pronounced than it had been earlier, stress seeming to make it come out.<br/>A sheepish smile given to Prudence as she resumed her march to her room. Her satchel clutched to her chest as they continued, maybe just in case a base or piano followed the guitar down the hall.<br/><br/>After what felt like an endless walk to her door she shifted her bag under her arm and swiped the key to open the door to her room. Cerri making it in without tripping over her own feet. Beyond the door laid the  seemingly out of place or at least out of time room for the freshman.The style Victorian undoubtedly. Rich wood paneling on the walls and ceiling, geometric hand woven rugs laid on the wood floor. The room was dominated by a large canopied four poster bed.<br/>Almost every inch of it carved with figures, of knights, witches and monsters all seeming to be standing guard. A quartet of ravens following each other ringed the tops of each of the bed posts.<br/>The headboard was divided into ten carved rectangles, eight of them each showing what was likely a scene from a book or perhaps history. The two center panels, the top showed what looked to be a family crest the one below it bore a circle with large ornate 'M'.<br/><br/>An Edwardian dressing chair sat at the foot of the bed. while a pair of ornate wooden chairs framed the bed. A small table set beside one of the chairs was set with several books on the occult.<br/>Several wardrobes, dressers and book shelves, as well a few more chairs some even cushioned and a bench rounded out the rooms furnishings.<br/><br/>Despite the antique look and feel of the room it was home to Cerri. She didn't know how much magic it had taken to set it all up but it was almost exactly like her room back in Wales.Her satchel bad set on the bench by the door as she continued further into the room and Prudence followed. Her hooded poncho pulled off before she looked back to the Head Mistress at her question. 'Yes; I'm in advanced conjuring studies." She confirmed before she used the antique needlepoint tapestry pole fire screen as a hanger for her poncho. Her head nodding at the mention of the conjuring teacher. Everything that she had heard was that she was tough teacher not one for lazy students looking for an easy class.<br/><br/>"Aye. That is what I've heard around the school, but she can't be tougher Than my Mum or Grandmum." Cerri gnawing on her bottom lip for a moment then decided to take a chance, turning her back to Prudence as she pulled her shirt off leaving her in her black lace bra and black side laced skinny jeans. She glanced back over her shoulder as Prudence mentioned that Zulie was 'smoking hot'. She keeled down to untie and pull off her sneakers.<br/><br/>"I hadn't heard that." She said turning her head back quickly as her blush returned as Prudence continued on and half questioned her about her preferences, and then confirmed her own partner preferences to the freshman witch.<br/>Cerrri looked back over her shoulder as the Head Mistress asked about closing her eyes, mentioned her love of clothes, that she helped her fashion adverse sisters, and finally circled back to closing her eyes.The dark haired witch nodded.<br/><br/>"You can close your eyes." She said as she reached behind her back to undo her bra.Caution thrown to the wind as she slipped the bra off and turned around to face Prudence, arms crossed over her chest as she turned then dropped as she stood there topless, eyes closed or not.<br/><br/>"Do you want to help me pick out something to wear for<strong>Dessert</strong>?" her tone coy and suggestive.<br/>