<div class="floatleft">(https://i.pinimg.com/564x/17/f3/34/17f33405cb4d535c9add38547889026e.jpg)</div><strong><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: times new roman;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 13pt;">Name:</span></span></strong>Oliver Demitri Alphonso Groti (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=316301.0)<br/><strong><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: times new roman;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 13pt;">Date | Time:</span></span></strong>Monday, September 30th| 2pm<br/><strong><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: times new roman;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 13pt;">Location:</span></span></strong>Grand ballroom<br/><strong><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: times new roman;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 13pt;">Outfit:</span></span></strong>See picture (Black overcoat olive sweater & Jeans)<br/><strong><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: times new roman;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 13pt;">Mood:</span></span></strong>Curious| Admiring<del>everyone</del>the castle<br/><strong><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: times new roman;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 13pt;">Content:</span></span></strong>Familiarizing himself<br/><strong><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: times new roman;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 13pt;">Tagging:</span></span></strong>Open| Leena<br/><hr/><br/><br/>As much as the Boston native didn't want to admit to it, Scotland really had something special as far as the seemingly never ending landscape of green that was so different from the concrete jungle or even the salty mist of the docks mingled with well-fish. It was always different going anywhere although the rich musk of the screaming fish mongers never truly left one's nostrils, that was a smell so uniquely it's own and was a bitch to get rid of, but so far Scotland was landing points in smelling fresh and peaceful? Did peaceful even have a scent?The dark haired lad had to chuckle to himself even as deep hazel eyes finally brought themselves from practically boring his intense gaze from the back of another seemingly student's head, the boy nearly letting out a sigh of relief as the concentrated stare had been felt, but Oliver didn't pay him any mind. Not when there were far more interesting sights to behold as just as quickly pearly whites would flash just across the van's aisle towards a giggling blonde, the thought of if peace actually had a scent quickly taken over by the realization that his brooding behavior had earned him a blushing glance. More than a few times Oliver had caught the blonde in a literal game of tag with their gazes enough to warrant a playful bump of a brow to entice another giggle from the girl, oh yea Scotland was shaping up<em>quite</em>well.<br/><br/>Sure the actual reasoning he even found himself here still had some suspicions that even now didn't quite escape Oliver's mind int he midst of his openly display of flirting, that he just so<em>happen</em>to have an first class invitation to a finery school on the tails of a potential jail sentence? The rough and tough male hardly believed in the heavens, as much as his old mum would whomp him for dare saying so, but there seemed to be something looking out for his increasingly confident ass so he wasn't going to complain too much. If it meant he'd see the sun again and actually get some good credit on his resume for the future then far be him to fight it, another glance lazily flickering over to the blonde once more as Oliver gave a wink before smirking widely, ah yea he could get used to this. The actual trip hadn't bothered Oliver too much he had to admit...plane food always sucked unless you were in first class; which naturally Oliver had<em>tried</em>to maneuver himself into.He had all but got five minutes in those oh so plush and mattress of a seat before he was practically chased out with a broom like some feral alley cat, but the real victor came to him as the swipe of some lush slippers became his little prize. Not like they would miss one pair after all, so it was worth the trouble.<br/><br/><hr/><br/>It had taken all of Oliver's control not to immediately find himself cozied up to the blonde's side he had been mutually eyeing the whole ride in the van as much as he had wanted to, a parting wink an silent invitation for a pick up at a later time as the crowd was being herded along.It wasn't as though they wouldn't catch eyes again given they were heading to the same place, although a much more focused attention to the massive castle did bring the thought to come to a screeching halt. Jesus this was a damn school?! Maybe it wouldn't be as easy as once thought much to Oliver's only slight dismay, an blow of his scruffy cheeks earning an sigh from the young man while he hitched his bag further up on his shoulder.<strong>"Jeez with a place like this you'd think we're being knighted or somethin."</strong>He found himself mumbling in slight awe, being wide eyed and starry eyed wasn't the<em>cool</em>thing to do so naturally Oliver kept his aloof demeanor while internally amazed by the grand sights. He was the cool guy after all.<br/><br/>Shuffling after the group of fellow students Oliver made a mind to keep his bearings to study the various halls and ways about the place, namely ensuring he wouldn't find himself lost while trying to make an escape to his room, or a much more plausible reason being what ways that would make for some fun later. He at the very least made sure to remember his own room number as he casually tossed his belongings onto the nearest bed without a care, if someone wanted it then he'd move but it was just a bed, so he hardly thought it mattered. Pulling at his collar some he'd follow the group with some interest of the sudden chatter that was the ballroom, at first deflated because who<em>hadn't</em>seen a ballroom in their life by this point? Though actually crossing the threshold felt very much akin to a literal step into a different time as even Oliver had a hard time keeping his composure, brought hazels widening a tad before he blinked.<em>Whoa...</em>so it was<em>that</em>kind of place huh? From the delicate tea cups and finest silver on the table tops to a literal buffet of delcaicies fit for a king it was a wonder once again on how he found himself here, boy he may actually have to start praying to whatever just to thank 'em.<br/><br/>Sharp eyes flickering from the huddled heads of others to some beginning to disperse through the area Oliver found himself overblown by the sight of so many lovely sights as far as the eyes could see, was this some kind of modeling place or what? There was no way these people were just people...some in particular as ravishing as the sun's rays themselves, a vibrant streak of red certainly catching his eye for a bit longer.<strong>"Well boyo you've really landed yerself in some kind of heaven alright."</strong>Oliver mused to himself, flashing a wide smile even as he casually began to drift closer to an available table and in good time too. No sooner did his rear settle did the headmaster begin his whole spiel and introduction, Oliver's attention only half on the man, namely because his current seatmate had disappeared; literally.At first Oliver had only taken the first seat available because the headmaster had started talking and strict household dictated standing while someone spoke over a crowd was rude, he could almost feel the goose egg on the back of his head from the first and only time he'd 'forgotten'. His mum really did have some kind of mega grip on that broom of her's...<br/><br/>Once he had settled though he realized the unique beauty just a few seats to his right was either attempting some kind of contest of how much food she could shove in her mouth at one time, or was actually so starved that there was no impulse control. Whatever the case was though the subtle squirreling of the finger sandwiches into her bag hadn't escaped Oliver's gaze as he simply rose a brow, a glance around given before he turned back to find the strange girl vanished; well at least out of sight.He had seen the wide eyed and almost frightened expression on her face before he had let his eyes wander as though asking no one in particular what her deal was, but the scuffle under the table that happened to brush across his shin made it obvious it wasn't just table legs under there. So naturally Oliver being the curious sort he was did not hesitate to bend at his waist to bring his top half under the table as well in order to get a glimpse of what he hoped was the girl not in some precarious position, his voice somewhat hushed as he spoke.<strong>"Uh hey if you're gonna get sick I'd probably not do it under here?There's a bathroom you know.Need some help?"</strong>Oliver flashed his most charming smolder he possessed, hoping that he wouldn't find what his fears were and upset the girl. She was quite the hypnotic slip of a thing, a bit weird but who wasn't?<br/>