<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/a/af/AbbyHuff4.png)</div><strong>NAME:</strong>Adalheida "Addy" Ogden (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=284413.msg13998458#msg13998458)<br/><strong>WEARING:</strong><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Spoiler: Click to Show/Hide</div><div class="spoiler_body">(https://img00.deviantart.net/bfc3/i/2018/012/d/e/black_altar_by_mahafsoun-dbzto5e.jpg)</div></div><br/><strong>Blood Status:</strong>Halfblood<br/><strong>Wand</strong>: Beech Wood, Rougarou Hair, 11.5'<br/><strong>House/Year</strong>: Hufflepuff / 1st Year<br/><strong>Date:</strong>Monday, September 4th ,2017,<br/><strong>Time/Day:</strong>5:58am<br/><strong>LOCATION:</strong>Courtyard<br/><strong>CONTENT:</strong><br/><strong>MOOD MUSIC:</strong>I'm a mermaid. I'm like a coloring book. (NSFW) (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=YMiROBF2NXo)<br/><strong>TAGGING:</strong>Moray Morrigan (Jaded), -OPEN-<br/><hr/><br/>The note seemed more teasing than malicious. Addy could appreciate that. It seemed like it was written by someone more looking for real partners to run with rather than trying to lure someone into a prank. Running wasn't exactly her forte, but she had always managed to make due in No-Maj physical education classes during school. There was also the fact that it had been a few days since school started and she felt no better about it than when she'd got on the train. She hoped being outside a little would help cheer her up. It would also help her scout out a place for the thing she had been growing in her trunk. It wouldn't be long before the trunk couldn't hold it anymore and people started to notice it. She could have charmed the trunk to be magically larger on the inside, but allowing it more room would really just make the problem worse. So this would help her kill two birds with one stone.<br/><br/>Addy didn't really have running clothes, but she threw on a pair of leggings, walking shoes, a black t-shirt, and a jacket her friend Sarah had got her last year for her birthday. She pulled her long, black hair up into a ponytail and headed out. She was running a few minutes late and hoped whoever had left the note would still be there. If not, she might just have to make herself walk around anyway.<br/><br/>Walking up, she saw the girl dressed in pink and felt a little self conscious. In her youth, she'd been picked on a little for her clothes not being 'bright' or colorful. Addy liked colors and she did wear them from time to time. What was it the No-Maj kids had called her? A goth? That seemed inappropriate. But as the years passed, the kids she grew up with all got used to her and the name calling stopped. She actually always found it a little funny that they called her a witch. The other girl's pink outfit was cute. She was cute.<br/><br/>"Uh...hey, you the runner?" she called out as she got closer to the stretching girl, "I'm not too late, am I?"<br/>