<div class="floatleft">(https://www.squishable.com/mm5/graphics/00000001/4/mini_squish_baphomet_7.jpg) (https://64.media.tumblr.com/19926b49029f0aeb303b997c942b5d2f/ecc85b0bf7a063d4-0a/s250x400/bd8772a7a2d9e628935d78cb610b7a78bd5d2fa4.png)</div><strong>Character Name:</strong><em>Devina Belladonna Boulay (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=341012.msg16147811#msg16147811)/Baphomet</em><br/><strong>Wearing:</strong><em>Small backpack purse, brightly colored sneakers, Black tights, black jean shorts, white t-shirt, Leather jacket (like this only with BRIGHT as sneakers.) (https://lookbook.nu/look/5054052-Wasteland-Shorts-Tee-Sneakers-Just-What-You-Need)</em><br/><strong>Time:</strong><em>June 5th, 9:00pm</em><br/><strong>Location:</strong><em>The Orchard</em><br/><strong>Tagging | Mentioning:</strong><em> Edgar, Liam, incoming Danica</em><br/><hr/><br/>Devina was beyond surprised when Edgar invited her to smoke with him. In truth, she’d been surprised that he’d noticed her at all, but to ask her out?! Devina was beyond excited and terrified when the words passed by his lips. And of course, before she could stop herself, Devin had agreed to meet him. Giddy and mortified she hurried away and back to the girl's cabin to change. And release Baphomet from the death grip she’d had on him the whole way back. “BAH…don’t you know I need to breath!” He huffed and rolled out on her bed. “I’m sorry I just…I mean…he…” she stumbled over her words for a long moment before simply giving up. Baphomet tried time and time again to get her to speak, but Devina was too focused on what would come next.<br/><br/>Eventually, Devina gathered the courage and gusto to leave the girl's cabin behind, with Baphomet in tow of course. His soft form held gently in her arms as Devina made her way to the orchard. Opting for the sneakers, her stepmother had snuck in her bag proved somewhat helpful. As Devina was not looking forward to walking on uneven ground in the dark. Nope, she was a big enough klutz during the daytime. Though she was sure someone could see her arriving a mile away with how brightly colored these sneakers were. It seemed her stepmother figured that getting something so totally opposite to her style would prove to change her in some dramatic way.<br/><br/>Carefully Devina made her way through the trees, a soft hoot from an owl surprising her a bit. She gasped to turn and fined Edger and Liam off in the distance. She paused and blinked, why would Liam be there if this was a date? She thought for a moment, going back over Edger’s words. He’d invited her to a smoke session in the orchard. But what was this? Was it some sort of prank in the making, or something much darker? Devina swallowed deeply before stepping forward. She had to give Edgar the benefit of a doubt right? He seemed like a nice guy, but maybe she just misunderstood. That realization caused her shoulders to slump a bit.<br/><br/>That had to be it; she’d misunderstood the whole situation. This was not a date, but a group thing…or so she hoped. “Umm, hey,” the simple greeting slipped past her lips. “Glad I’m not late, or early or yeah.” She stumbled over her words and managed a sheepish smile. Baphomet looks about and sees they are alone before he speaks up, “So what’s this smoke we are having in session?” He asked curious as all get out it seemed, “Baphomet, don’t be rude.” She fussed at him, “I am not rude, I am upfront and bold, is a much different thing.” He corrected Devina. Which only proved to bring forth a short groan and an apologetic look from her. “He is excited about tasting what he has heard referred to as the devil’s lettuce.” She half laughed as she stood there fidgeting from one foot to the other. It felt strange to be so low to the ground. She missed her boots already!