<div class="floatleft">(http://i857.photobucket.com/albums/ab136/mrbunnyhesayno/Rune_zps7a1efed1.jpg)</div><br/><strong>Name ::</strong>Rune Cashile<br/><strong>Location ::</strong>Clock Tower Courtyard<br/><strong>House ::</strong>Ravenclaw<br/><strong>Year/Titles ::</strong>5th Year<br/><strong>Date/Time ::</strong>Sept. 1st 1988<br/><strong>What ::</strong>Being melodramatic<br/><strong>Tag ::</strong>Open, James, Chandler, Eva, Moses<br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">OOC</div><div class="spoiler_body">.</div></div><hr/><hr/><br/>When Chandler moved closer to Eva, Mori decided he had had enough of being held. He just kind of scurried right over her shoulder, and fell down to the ground behind Chandler. Of course, being a cat, he lands on his feet, and trots off a little ways. Then, he suddenly pauses, as if sensing a great disturbance in the force... and calmly, oh so calmly, the cat lifts a paw into the air, licks it three times, then smooths out a small spot on his face. And then, all was right with the world. Or, not, because this is just the beginning of Mori cleaning himself.<br/><br/>"Mmm, yes, partying. This is an excellent idea," Rune continues to look amazingly similar to the Cheshire Cat, at least with his facial expression. "We'll also need a bit of music, though. And of course, Rune's Magical Massage Parlour," Yup, totally said that. And the wonderful thing about Rune, is that he's pretty much one of the few, if not the only person, with the sheer charisma to say something like that, and not come across as a creep.<br/><br/>He looked over at James, then, when he mentioned the favors. "I didn't say hard to get. Scarcity can cause value, but that's not the defining trait of value. Come now, you're a Ravenclaw, you need to pay attention to these things," He said, teasingly, all in good fun of course. "And as for those favors, you always let them expire. You never cash them in," He continued.  "As for wandering halls, you can be certain you won't see me doing that. I'm innocent." Yup, says that straight faced. Absolutely, seriously, stone-cold straight faced. Of course, just about everyone here really should know better.<br/><br/>Rune, feeling antsy at being still for so long, suddenly produced several chocolate truffles from a cleverly designed pouch that was sewn into his school robes. There wasn't any sort of magic to hide it, it's just very stealthily sewn into it; probably by his mother.  He starts juggling the truffles, and slowly walking around the others in a circle. "Oh ho, I still have a nice cache of sweets, courtesy of Eva. I can bring those along. Who doesn't like a bit of sugar before they get their<em>sugar?</em>"