<div class="floatleft">(https://pmcwwd.files.wordpress.com/2015/01/luz-pavon041.jpg?w=640&amp;h=415&amp;crop=1)</div><div class="floatright">(https://i.imgur.com/MbTutcl.png)</div><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><strong>NAME:</strong> babs velez. (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=299655.msg14664118#msg14664118)<br/><strong>YEAR:</strong> four.<br/><strong>BLOOD STATUS:</strong> half blood.<br/><strong>WAND:</strong> 11" | dogwood | white river monster spine<br/><strong>WEARING:</strong> a scavenged school uniform. oversized male shirt, undersized female jacket. no pants! don’t worry, <acronym title="”impossible!”">she’s decent.</acronym> <br/><strong>DATE | TIME:</strong> 2nd september / evening. <br/><strong>LOCATION:</strong> beauxbatons grand hall <br/><strong>CONTENT:</strong> love, friendship, wishful truancy, lush behavior, reminiscing. <br/><strong>TAGGING:</strong> ria, valentin (m), eliza (m), open.</td></tr></tbody></table><br/><br/><hr/><br/><div style="text-align: justify;">"No, no, no?" Babs echoed Ria's mutterings and ate off the other girl's plate. <br/><br/>A pout began to form on Babs's face as no real answer came to her question and she tried to shake from herself the stink of rejection, but she couldn't help herself. She had to ask Ria, "Is that a no then?" Why had she brought up her brother, when Babs had asked her to be Babs's Valentine. <br/><br/><em>Ohh.</em> She'd forgotten that was his name, since she never called him by it. That made sense. September was early to talk about Valentine's Day but then again, was it ever too early to speak about love, romance, and orgasms? <br/><br/>"Poor puppy," she laughed. Not one bit of Ria's prodding and sniffing bothered her. She leaned in closer and sniffed Ria. Just to have a whiff. "You smell good. Maybe I'll rub his belly." But then her smile slipped right off and she pressed her cheek against Ria's. "What if he becomes Minister?" she asked, her voice worried  and slightly muffled. Weren't Ministers usually kinda...lame? Oh, gods. And she hadn't done a single thing to curry favor with him, when this was the absolute best time to do it. When he was all frail outcast-y."<em>Should</em> I fuck him? Does he even like women? I'll find him a man, as long as he remembers to show gratitude to <em>me</em>." Should they be nicer to him? Should Babs have listened to all of his speech? <br/><br/>No, no. This was spiraling into the ravings of a lunatic. Never listen to an entire speech. Avoid all speeches, if possible. And, and, she could be smart and crafty. She didn't need to prostitute herself, not as a first resort, at least. He probably didn't even enjoy sex or have the proper capacity for it. Dear gods, he couldn't even schedule a meeting right. How could he make love to a woman? Or, being(s) he was so inclined to. It didn't make any sense to Babs. Ria was stunning and smart and spectacular; all the best s words. Maybe he was a late bloomer. <br/><br/>When Ria mentioned bites and sucking, Babs grinned. "Wanna check for yourself?" she purred. <br/><br/>"Don't worry," she said, sweetly. Eliza didn't bother Babs that much but she liked Ria much, much more than Eliza (and almost everyone ever, actually), so she couldn't find it in herself to care. To do anything but smirk and reply, "Hogs know their own kind. She'll blend." <br/><br/>When Ria directed Babs's attention to Eliza and she noticed who was talking to who. Her reaction was different. She whistled, lewdly, because yeah, that seemed about right. "Bloom, Val, bloom all over her," she hollered, happily. Then Ria spoke and Babs realized she's whistled too soon. "Oooh, what're you thinking? Scale of cow tipping to slaughterhouse."<br/><br/>Babs shrugged and swayed in her seat. "You danced, smoked, drank, stripped. Fun stuff!" Then she froze and turned  to Ria, delighted. "Do any fun people?" Last she saw of Ria, Babs's pretty sure it was with Florian, or another pale curly haired person. "Any fun <em>Florians?"</em> He was rich, one of the best things anyone could be, so Babs liked him for Ria. Babs had made a vulgar and encouraging gesture and then left them to have some alone time. "Tell, tell." <br/><br/><br/></div>