<div class="floatleft">(http://68.media.tumblr.com/e9ab831607cb0579d4d0b7e6cb8d940f/tumblr_otvk7eZBfN1tokdlwo1_1280.png)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Carla Bello<br/><strong>Role:</strong>Olympic Hopeful<br/><strong>Mood:</strong>Excited and a little more aroused.<br/><strong>Where:</strong>The Great Hall<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>Blue, pleated miniskirt with spandex shorts underneath, a white button-up shirt unbuttoned to show cleavage with a cardigan vest over it (no bra).<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Hashut<br/><strong>Mentioning:</strong>Jean<br/><br/>Bath Scene Continued Here:  https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=276086.0<br/><br/>After the pleasant bath with Hashut, Carla remembered orientation and slipped out with what she'd found out was one of the prefects of the school.  He was an interesting slab of lizard-man-meat and she looked forward to their competition later that day.  Her hair was still wet, but that could hardly be helped as she dried off and got dressed, heading out towards the great hall, preferably walking with her new lizardfolk friend.<br/><br/>Once there, she more or less blended into the crowd, sticking by people she knew and especially near Hashut in case she got lost.  There were, however, a few others around that she was all too eager to get to know later on, eyeing the werewolf as well as the lamia (who had splendid tattoos in Carla's opinion) and many others.  Truly, this was a gaggle of the world's freakiest freaks and Carla loved it.  Weirdly enough, even though she was the only satyr, she kind of felt at home, here.