<div class="floatleft">(https://i.pinimg.com/originals/80/10/93/8010931c7aa5262718f039b6887c517f.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> Urvan Vsevolodovich (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=299655.msg14669809#msg14669809)<br/><strong>YEAR:</strong> Durmstrang / 6th Year<br/><strong>BLOOD STATUS:</strong> MUGGLE BORN <br/><strong>WAND:</strong> 10 | Chestnut | Dragon Heartstring<br/><strong>WEARING:</strong> Traditional Uniform. Tattoos covered <br/><strong>DATE | TIME:</strong> 2 September, 2019 | Evening<br/><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Feast<br/><strong>CONTENT:</strong> Chatting with some peeps. <br/><strong>MOOD MUSIC:</strong> The Pixies - Where Is My Mind (https://youtu.be/Y001O8Azj1U)<br/><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Tatyana, Elliott, Elias, OPEN</td></tr></tbody></table><br/><br/><hr/><br/>Urvan realized that maybe he was in a daze when he was listening to the Headmaster speak. That seemed more accurate that only a few would be selected, but at least he would come along for the ride and support his teammates. A smile came to his eyes and he leaned backward in his chair and crossed his fingers across his broad chest. He must have been distracting thinking back on memories from this summer. "There would be no better match than you being selected for us, Elliott," Urvan said in his charming tone. In truth, he hoped it went to someone like Elliott. Someone with that passion. Passion always created such fire and that fire could win them the tournament. "I may stay out and let you have this one," he added. Not wanting to ruin his chances, but still not sure if he didn't want to attend himself. However, when Elias mentioned that he'd be rooting for Urvan--it made him smile with half of his cheek.<br/><br/>"Lets not get ahead of ourselves," Urvan said with his elbows now on the table. Leaning his chin into his hands as a fierce look of his ice blue eyes shot at Elias. "I could use a cigarette," he said with that smirk unable to leave his face. What was Elias thinking? A cigarette outside would be such a simple matter, but if anyone had an idea that the pure blood was up to with a muggle born... well, that would surely turn a few heads. Urvan thought to himself for a moment on if Elliot knew.<br/><br/>It didn't seem like it. "The second they excuse us, I'm darting for that door," Urvan added. Nodding his head to one of the back doors that led outside. Not nearly as crowded as the rest of the castle. Would he tell Elias how he had been thinking of him all summer? How he entered his dreams, his paintings, and his fantasies? That the bit of lust was turning into a heavy case of infatuation. He worried on how Elias would respond. However, there were still some conversations to be had. Even if it did seem like Tatyana wanted to take her conversation with Elliot else ware. That alone made his grin stick on his face.<br/><br/>"Training with Tatyana," Urvan said with a chortle. "... No doubt she'll be able to add a bit of that heat in. Beware though. She'll out perform you every time and wear you out too," Urvan grinned at Tatayana. While the two never had romantic emotions between each other (other than friendship), he couldn't deny that her body was beautiful to roam and she was always such a challenge in the bedroom. Or... the gym floors in his case. "What do plan to do, Tatyana?" he asked, curious about their conversation.