<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/9PgoVh1.jpg)</div><strong>Name: </strong>Tessa Thompson (https://elliquiy.com/forums/Themes/elliquiy2/images/post/xx.gif)<br/><strong>Student ID: </strong>WTCH842-0001<br/><strong>Area of Study:</strong>Conjuring<br/><strong>Date and Time:</strong>Saturday, September 5th | Dinner time<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Moving all around; the dining room, the nook, the family room<br/><strong>Tag:</strong>Open; Mentioning Innez and Dori<br/><strong>Notes:</strong><br/><hr/><br/><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td>With the fire at her back, Tessa tilted her head and angled the phone just a little more to the left. "Cheeeeeese," she said for the fourth time, activating the voice command for her phone to take a picture. The timer began giving the witch two seconds to strike her pose. Without skipping a beat, she parted her lips and froze in a pose that looked exactly the same as the three other ones she had just struck.<br/><br/><em>Click.</em><br/><br/>"That's the one!" she said with excitement. Her fingers moved at a rapid pace as she sent her photo into the ether to whatever social media platform she was currently using. "And gosh, that fire is <em>warm</em>. If I'm not careful it will make me sweat! Who wants that?" She spoke to everyone and no one - a skill developed by people who ran their mouth too much. She sprang up from her kneeling position now that the dramatic pose was no longer needed, but her eyes were still locked on her phone as she tapped away. "I guess a little shimmer isn't a bad thing. I wonder if I could make that work?" She looked up, eyeing the window Dori was nearby.<br/><br/>"Or a wet tshirt in the rain...?" She shrugged to herself and went over to the table her sorority sister seemed fascinated by.<br/><br/>"Fancy a flavor, Dori?" Tessa asked, snapping a picture of the table. "This one is fun. Here!" The redhead picked one up (where had her phone gone?). Sweet was nice, but spice was better! She was already well acquainted with the table and knew exactly what she was picking up. A red dropper hinted that the contents were not for the faint of heart, but Tessa had no hesitation. With a salacious waggle of the eyebrows, Tessa stuck out her tongue and let a drop of the potion fall on it. She shivered in delight and held the dropper up to Dori's face so all she would have to do is open her mouth if she was inclined to.<br/><br/>"It'll tickle your tits; scouts honor. Right, Innez?" she asked, calling for back-up. </td></tr></tbody></table>