<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/d/da/Normal_set14_002.jpg)</div><div class="floatright">(https://i.imgur.com/A5xScp0.png)</div><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><strong>NAME:</strong> Cairon Hildebrondus (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=299655.msg14674976#msg14674976)<br/><strong>HOUSE | YEAR:</strong> Ravenclaw, 7th year<br/><strong>BLOOD STATUS:</strong> Half-blood<br/><strong>WAND:</strong> 10 9/16" | pine | dragon heartstring | inflexible <br/><strong>WEARING:</strong> As in picture, suited up for showtime<br/><strong>DATE | TIME:</strong> October 26, early evening<br/><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Darley Penthouse<br/><strong>CONTENT:</strong> Jumping into the fire<br/><strong>MOOD MUSIC:</strong> Keep On Dancing (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rNVmfztMtaw)<br/><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Addison, open</td></tr></tbody></table><br/><hr/><br/>Cai did love to dance, but it was usually alone, or with friends, and rarely in the solitary presence of a woman.  With women, he tended to do other things.  But he did love the motion, the adrenaline rush, the instinctual nature of it.  And Addison was a<em>fantastic </em>partner.  After Loveday left, he found it quite pleasing to have her to himself, for her to be his focus, and he hers.<br/><br/>When he'd just about reached his capacity for frenetic movement to a ravaging beat, Addison grabbed his hand and pulled him off the dance floor, to a convenient table and chairs, where they both took deep breaths...and both were smiling.<br/><br/><em>“You must be overheating in that suit.”</em><br/><br/>"I'm a fair bit knackered, yer...you're a right ace dancer, you know?"  His eyes were dancing.  It was an honest assessment of her, but it didn't hurt that she looked bloody fantastic at that moment, too.  He leaned closer to her.  "Positively doused.  This suit'll need a proper scourgify tomorrow."<br/><br/>Cai had noticed the slight change in Addison's speech, and behavior.  She was a slight woman, and probably found alcohol quicker to affect her.  Again, that protective nature in him began to come out...he wasn't going to allow anything untoward to happen to her, not here.  She was dealing with some issues, and even if she'd not told him outright what it was, he knew she didn't need any more complications in her lives.<br/><br/><em>“Dior really outdid herself this time. This place looks amazing -and absolutely creepy. If people weren’t lining up outside the door when I got here, I probably would have waited for you outside.”</em><br/><br/>He nodded, leaning back a bit, and taking a deep, cleansing breath, unbuttoning his suitcoat.  "She's more than a bit creepy herself, to be honest...at least I've always felt so.  Not in a Halloween way, either.  Eh...maybe that's just my friendship with Derek talking."  He reached out and took her hand.  "Just stay next to me.  I have a feeling you'd do more to protect both of us...but I've got the size, and that counts for something, even in the wizarding world."  He gave her a wink.<br/><br/>The mysterious bartender slid by, and his dance partner ordered.  "I'll take a Negroni," Cai motioned with a hand, bringing it down to the table to take one of the tuiles that sat on one of the plates before him.  The crisp, thin tube crunched as he bit it, and he considered Addison's last words.  "Wouldn't have wanted to be here with anyone else, my favorite Icelander."  He pointed the remainder of the tuile at her.  "You definitely needed the relaxation, though."  He raised his glass.  "To a wonderful last year at the greatest school of magic in the world."<br/><br/><br/><br/>