<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/QLB4q0X.jpg)</div><div class="floatright">(https://i.imgur.com/MbTutcl.png)</div><br/><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><strong>NAME:</strong> Bambi “Bam” Trémaux  (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=299655.msg14665939#msg14665939)<br/><strong>YEAR:</strong> Third Year<br/><strong>BLOOD STATUS:</strong> Pureblood<br/><strong>WAND:</strong> 9 ¾ inches / Rosewood / Unicorn Hair (https://i.imgur.com/ZLtC9NW.jpg)<br/><strong>WEARING:</strong> This dress, (https://i.imgur.com/mjbiyxR.jpg) with these heels (https://i.imgur.com/3b0VDty.jpg) and these braids (https://i.imgur.com/14LB8OF.jpg)<br/><strong>DATE | TIME:</strong> October 26th, Evening<br/><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Darley Penthouse<br/><strong>CONTENT:</strong> It’s like the Lion King meets Dirty Dancing<br/><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Rhys, Mack, Raynor, Open</td></tr></tbody></table><br/><br/><hr/><br/>Bambi just couldn’t make heads or tails about Rhys. He seemed quite friendly- after all he had been one of the first students to introduce himself to her at the party. But between the lingo he used, the side eye and the foreboding red lights, it was tough to get a clear read. Now, more than ever, she was quite pleased to have practiced her English with her friend Eliza. If she struggled to pick up his meaning now, what would it have been like if she was covered with a little more rust?<br/><br/>Bambi mouthed the words<em>fam</em>,<em>wimps</em>and<em>innit</em>, hoping that feeling them on her lips would spark recognition somehow. She furrowed her brows and picked his fast-paced sentence apart until she<em>thought</em>she understood and the gave a relieved laugh. Finally, she rubbed bashfully at the back of her neck and nodded. “You're like quarreling siblings. Each unique, each misunderstood?” She didn’t have any siblings of her own, so this was only a guess. But Mackenzie seemed to agree and gave a bob of her head, sending her pretty red hair flicking from side to side.<br/><br/>“It’s pretty much a love to hate with us. Especially Rhys.”<br/><br/>His hand was still resting on her shoulder. She was beginning to think that, maybe, there might have been some greeting or response she was supposed to give to that. Bambi looked at his hand and was just opening her mouth to speak when instead, she squeaked.<br/><br/>“Eep!”<br/><br/>What else did you say, when you found yourself suddenly rushed at by a hulking, bearded figure? She went rigid, wide-eyed, then she was up into the air and spun around a few times with even more enthusiasm than she was prepared for. But, gently, she found the floor again and her legs didn’t wobble as badly as she feared. Clearly, this man didn’t wish her any harm, even if she was quite confused. He hadn’t guessed wrong, he really did seem to know who she was. But ten years and a majestic beard needed a little brain-work to think through. Having him introduce himself did the trick, however, and as soon as Raynor said his name recognition slapped her in the face and nearly caused her to drop her flute of champagne to the ground. “Raynor!” It had been nearly ten years. Apparently she wasn’t the only one who grew up. Unable to help herself, Bambi laughed behind her hand and looked from Mack and Rhys back to her childhood friend. “My goodness… What are you doing here?!” She winced immediately, realizing just how stupid that question was and tried to adjust the direction. “I mean… do you go to school here? At Hogwarts?”