<div class="floatleft">(https://i.pinimg.com/736x/60/e1/73/60e173eb930a7df45da9f65adf5630b6--fight-for-too-late.jpg)</div><div class="floatright">(https://vignette.wikia.nocookie.net/harrypotter/images/f/f3/DurmstrangCrest.png/revision/latest?cb=20160112161151)</div><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><strong>NAME:</strong> Raynor Nordskov (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=299655.msg14677798#msg14677798)<br/><strong>YEAR:</strong> Seventh<br/><strong>BLOOD STATUS:</strong> Half-blood<br/><strong>WAND:</strong> 12 ¼ | Hornbeam | Horned Serpent Horn<br/><strong>WEARING:</strong> Durmstrang Men's Uniform<br/><strong>DATE | TIME:</strong> 5 September, 2019 | Evening<br/><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Durmstrang Hallway<br/><strong>CONTENT:</strong> Infectious Positivity<br/><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Aaren</td></tr></tbody></table><br/><br/><br/><hr/><br/>"Hamsterdam, Blamsherblam!" Raynor retorted, taking stock of Aaren's hesitancy. He smiled the entire way, never letting something like doubt or second thoughts get in the way of a good time. If a person believed in the positive long enough, hard enough, and went about his daily life in that same manner, amazing things could happen. Someone like Aaren could use just a pinch of that vigorous spirit.<br/><br/>On the mention of drills, Ray barked out a hearty laugh. "This is Durmstrang, everyone has drills in the morning! Just be happy that my insanity isn't infectious. I must have drunk something fierce to convince myself that it was a good idea to volunteer for Mathilda's program." It was an honest truth. He was certainly fairing better with the change of his sleep schedule, but sometimes it was difficult to tell when one day ended and another began. Perhaps, too, this was why he was so eager to get blasted. It was something normal, a little bit of something to take the edge off. He could use that, and Aaren could too, right?<br/><br/>But, at the very least it sounded like his friend had agreed to help out with some of his growing storage of fire whiskey. It may not have been much, but a pinch of good spirits could convince a normally stable man that he could sail to the moon... or awaken on a stranger's rooftop. A silly, and nonsensical detail. One that should not be taken into serious consideration when it comes to hanging out with Raynor. Not at all.<br/><br/>"No need to thank me, Aaren. You can thank me after you feel like the King of the Mountain. I know, I know, just a drink or two for you, like you said, but that buzz should be enough to have you singing the Old Viking songs with me. Old Norse isn't such a hard language to learn, you know. I could teach you!"