<div class="floatleft">(https://i.pinimg.com/564x/69/61/e9/6961e9604be9b7ec6c2ab7870c98daad.jpg)</div><br/><strong>Name:</strong>Viktor Maximoff<br/><strong>Rank: </strong>Freshmen<br/><strong>Race: </strong>Cambion<br/><strong>Classes: </strong>Infernal[Black Magic], Investigation, Combat Magic<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Exploring his Dorm<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Alucielle, Headmaster K, Open<br/><br/><hr/><br/><strong>{Lucy}</strong>“It’s nice to meet you too, Viktor”<br/><br/>Viktor smiled pleasantly upon hearing her voice. It was melodic and beautiful; it reminded him of those opera singers in its richness and quality. He wondered what she sounded like when she hummed to herself or sang in the shower. Shaking off that last thought he gave her his full attention again.<br/><br/><strong>{Lucy}</strong>“Oh! Oh my…” Alucielle murmured in surprise, looking at him with wide pale blue eyes… had she even given him her name yet? What should she do? “I… I’ll tell you what” Alucielle replied after a slight pause she used to think “Let’s have lunch together today and talk a bit, I’ll give you an answer after that, sound good? My name is Alucielle, by the way… but you can call me Lucy if you want”<br/><br/>"<strong>Alucielle is a beautiful name, but I like Lucy as well. It's playful.</strong>" he considers her request to have lunch together first. It wasn't a 'no' just more of a 'maybe we should see if we even like each other before I spend an evening with you'. It was a diplomatic answer that spoke of levelheadedness. He tended to go with his feelings.<br/><br/><strong>"A lunch date? Why of course. That sounds splendid. It will break the ice and help us become better acquainted." </strong>he agrees. "<strong>We could talk and I would discover some of your favorite foods.</strong>" he says with an easy smile. "<strong>I always find the first few dances a little stiff unless there is some familiarity between two people.</strong>"<br/><br/>"<strong>I've only been called Viktor. I've never thought of shortening my name. If you come up with something I'm open to hearing it.</strong>" His mother had other small affectionate things she called him.<br/><br/>"<strong>So, I was just about to drop my belongings into my dorm room.</strong>" he stated. "<strong>When would you like to have our meal?</strong>"