<div class="floatleft">(http://i.imgur.com/sPYs4Y8.jpg)</div><div class="floatright">(https://vignette.wikia.nocookie.net/harrypotter/images/e/ea/BeauxbatonsCrestClearBg.png/revision/latest/scale-to-width-down/350?cb=20160630041801)</div><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><strong>NAME:</strong> Ria Delestrac (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=299655.msg14658834#msg14658834)<br/><strong>YEAR:</strong> Year 7<br/><strong>BLOOD STATUS:</strong> Half-Blood<br/><strong>WAND:</strong> 12 | Vine | Veela hair<br/><strong>WEARING:</strong> Uniform, but jacket is open with a see through mesh top and dark black bra. <br/><strong>DATE | TIME:</strong> Monday, 2 September, 2019 | Evening<br/><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Beauxbatons Grand Hall <br/><strong>CONTENT:</strong> Motioning Florian to come over, being dramatic with Babs<br/><strong>MOOD MUSIC:</strong> Justice - DVNO (https://youtu.be/eLOtl3nLR7Q)<br/><strong>TAGGING:</strong>  Babs, Valentin (M), Eliza, Florian </td></tr></tbody></table><br/><br/><hr/><br/>Ria always had a thing for the dramatics when she was hungover. However, these dramatics were nothing compared to Eliza. It felt like a pair of eyes were burning into the side of her skull. Blinking her heavily lined eyes she turned her gaze over to Eliza. Seeing those brash birds along with an indication of violence complemented with a threat. The woman was so very not French. Even Ria found herself rolling her eyes to the customs of the French lifestyle, but Eliza was something else. However, Ria met the glaze of Eliza and pursed together her rogue lips. With a smack of her lips she blew Eliza a kiss.<br/><br/>Bab's comment was perfect toward Eliza and Ria didn't waste her time adding anything additional. Instead, she turned to Babs and said something that wouldn't have been audible for Eliza. "I doubt she's ever had the pleasure of sitting on a proper face before... Mmm... should make it a mission to have my dorky brother as her first. Hopefully it will shut his mouth for a least a moment," Ria laughed and then shot a glance Eliza and Valentin. The look in her eyes indicating that she was most definitely gossiping about Eliza.<br/><br/>"We should look at this pig and this little studious rat as a gift. Maybe they'll distract each other and we can focus matters of proper English cock, pussy, and I hear they have amazing Molly over in Scotland," Ria ran her fingers through her hair as it was incredibly puffy behind her. "As long as they don't get in the way of me having fun... I'll let Eliza think she's playing her little game of war," Ria swung her arm over Babs' shoulder and nuzzled her face into her neck. Her face rubbing against the soft, loud curls on Bab's head. The woman was perfection. Soft and smelling of her natural scent since she didn't have the time to fully wash the scent of the other man off of her before the dinner. It made Ria coo into her ears. Babs was stunning perfection of a woman.<br/><br/>Then she whispered into Bab's ears, "Mmm, mon cheri. That doesn't mean that we shouldn't swap out her soaps with horse dung to really drive home that we're not fucking around." Ria didn't want to risk the Headmistress hearing what she was saying. Already Ria was just a few more demerits from being kicked out of Beauxbatons. She didn't love the school, but she wasn't about to be separated from her best bitch and blossoming friendship or possible 'who knows' with Florian.<br/><br/>"And you kiss sweeter than Aphrodite herself. Don't think I haven't forgotten," Ria pressed her lips up against Bab's cheek before she heard and smelled Florian's expensive cologne. He must have been coming over. "Maybe we can both give Florian a taste," Ria teased while in earshot of the rich man. Knowing that Babs always had a taste for the riches, and Ria was a ride or die kinda bitch for Babs. She didn't mind sharing if they both benefited.<br/><br/>"Florian," Ria greeted the man leaning in to kiss their cheeks together. One press against his right cheek.<em>Gods he smelled so good</em>and then one on his left cheek.<em>Is that stubble?</em>Ria had assumed when Florian pointed to the clear water in her glass that he was judging her for the lack of glam. Ria felt slightly ashamed that she partied too hard the night before. In a need to keep up her style and conformity, she grabbed another glass from an opposing student who wasn't looking and drank their bubbly amber liquid. Her cheeks instantly felt flushed from the hair of the dog.<br/><br/>"I intend to go to Scotland. We were just talking about what glorious parties we would have there. Turn the pigs of Hogwarts into bacon and then fuck the rest," Ria grinned ear to ear. Gauging Florian's eyes to see if that made a glimmer of uncertain of jealousy in his eyes. However, Ria went along to continue with her conversation, "Their scotch whiskey is strong... We'll see if it can sweep me off my feet and into a warm English bed."<br/><br/>"Florian, are you planning on being our champion? I'm struggling to see who they would pick out of this school, and we must not let these pigs get too ahead of us. Babs would be an obvious choice to represent us if looks could kill," Ria said with a smile.