<div class="floatleft">(https://i.pinimg.com/564x/6d/66/02/6d660205ba13c0e9fe617a98c262f58b.jpg?b=t)</div><div class="floatright">(http://SCHOOL CREST URL)</div><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><strong>NAME:</strong> Lydia Callaghan (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=299655.msg14759823#msg14759823)<br/><strong>HOUSE | YEAR:</strong> Ravenclaw | 4th<br/><strong>BLOOD STATUS:</strong> Muggle born, presumably<br/><strong>WAND:</strong> 10 2/3rds | Supple | Rowan | Horned Serpent<br/><strong>WEARING:</strong> A casual delight (https://i.pinimg.com/564x/ff/d7/cb/ffd7cb07ed1cc0ca66cfbed86e2ad0bb.jpg)<br/><strong>DATE | TIME:</strong> October 26th | Also fashionably late<br/><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Darley Penthouse | Main Hall<br/><strong>CONTENT:</strong> Spotting potential trouble, coming to the rescue!<br/><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Kat, Daniel <strong>Mentioning:</strong> Joey</td></tr></tbody></table><br/><hr/>Lydia never could quite sit still for long. Here she was trying to make a good impression. Perhaps make a few new friends from strange and interesting lands. Unfortunately there were about a million and one different things going on, and as much as Lydia wanted to be super suave and smooth, she just didn't do too well in crowds anymore. Not when your best friend seemed to love making enemies and starting duels in the middle of them, and certainly not when people started discovering the temptations of sexual delights. It was lucky she had missed the first party brawl that might have lashed out or she might have just turned around and simply walked the other way. Especially after<i>last</i>time, when she was unfortunate enough to get caught in the crossfire.<br/><br/>Let's just say having your eyes seal themselves shut was both unpleasantly terrifying<i>and</i>humiliating. Lydia definitely held more sympathy for the blind and wouldn't wish such a thing on anyone.<br/><br/>After three dozen different parties, two dozen different brawls, and half of those fights starting because someone either couldn't keep their hands or their lips to themselves, Lydia had grown a bit wary of getting overly drunk. People liked to take advantage of each other when alcohol was involved. Maybe that was why her attention instantly zeroed in on a boy already passed out over a couch. "Excuse me." She blinked, gently squeezing Kat's shoulder before she sifted her way through troves of huddling people.<br/><br/>"Hey." The petite woman gingerly placed a manicured hand over the unknown boys back and gently shook at him. "Are you a’right?" She called down to the poor guy, even if she was half rolling her eyes at the fact someone was<i>already</i>so knackered they were passing out. “Oh jeez…” She sighed, gently capturing and nibbling upon her bottom lip as she glanced him over in thought. “o’ll jus--” Leaning over him, Lydia settled her hands over either side of his face and carefully began to turn his head to the side. “Dun’ need ye suffocating in ya own vomit…” Oooh yeah, she was<i>really</i>missing this part of partying.<i>Trust</i>my ass! "Dun mind m'er nuttin'..."