<div class="floatleft">(https://mir-s3-cdn-cf.behance.net/project_modules/max_1200/fc082835007785.56e69e1b15f32.jpg)</div><div class="floatright">(https://vignette.wikia.nocookie.net/harrypotter/images/a/ae/Hogwartscrest.png/revision/latest?cb=20110806202805)</div><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><strong>NAME:</strong> Elizabeth Nightshade (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=299655.msg14713380#msg14713380)<br/><strong>HOUSE | YEAR:</strong> Slythering | 7th<br/><strong>BLOOD STATUS:</strong> PUREBLOOD<br/><strong>WAND:</strong> 10.5" | Blackthorn | Horned Serpent Horn<br/><strong>WEARING:</strong> A lacy slightly short black dress that shows her shoulder, chest and neck tattoos. 5" Stiletto heels that make her 6'4". <br/><strong>DATE | TIME:</strong> Saturday, 26 October, 2019 | Night<br/><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Darley Penthouse | Main Hall<br/><strong>CONTENT:</strong> Arriving at the party<br/><strong>MOOD MUSIC:</strong> Led Zeppelin - Black Dog (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=QuzAxJQElqs)<br/><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Angela, Open</td></tr></tbody></table><br/><hr/><br/>Elizabeth grinned, alert eyes catching Angela's blush. There was a satisfaction to bringing a blush out of someone else that Elizabeth enjoyed. It was a very honest compliment, in a sense. Her eyebrow raised lightly when Angela confirmed she intended to enjoy it too, smiling lightly and taking a heavier drink of her champagne. It seemed she'd found a little confidence, despite the blushing.<br/><br/>It was a hell of a party. Maybe not once on a lifetime with a party track record like Elizabeth's. She listened in and briefly shook her head, a tiny motion. "Some will." If Elizabeth had something related to her career to focus on she'd have missed it herself. But for a change she was free to cut loose. "Here's not so bad." She grinned, nodding to the bar. "There's not either, if you ask me." Elizabeth was happy to take the moment to hint at her own willingness to have a fair few drinks and cut loose. Based on everything Angela had said she didn't know Elizabeth got like that.<br/><br/>Not being much of a drinker would have been useful. Elizabeth could only imagine how good her grades would be if she didn't occasionally collapse in on herself. That introspection was culled swiftly by what she was relatively sure was flirting. Elizabeth's own cheeks didn't even hint at a change in hue. It took a lot of work to get a rise from her. But she was happy to carry on that line of conversation. "Really?" She replied, downing what remained of her glass with ease. A waste of champagne, but she wasn't paying. "What would they be?" She inquired as to the other ways of having fun, feigning naivety. An innocent look did not come easily to Elizabeth whether she was being overly intense about her studying or reckless about partying.