<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/2/29/AaricSlyth3.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong>Aaric Balor (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=284413.msg13998428#msg13998428)<br/><strong>WEARING:</strong>Casual and comfortable for the night (minus the glasses) (https://i.pinimg.com/originals/ee/38/34/ee3834dde8509fe09452054db222ec48.png)<br/><strong>Blood Status:</strong>Pureblood<br/><strong>Wand</strong>: 10  1/4 Inches | Ebony Wood |Thestral Tail Hair| Quite Flexible<br/><strong>House/Year</strong>: Slytherin/ Year 3<br/><strong>Date</strong>: Friday, September 29th 2017<br/><strong>Time/Day:</strong>Evening<br/><strong>LOCATION:</strong>Somewhere near the bonfire<br/><strong>CONTENT:</strong>Conversation, hopefully flirting<br/><strong>TAGGING:</strong>Scylla<strong>Mentioning</strong>: Seeing the bonfire<br/><hr/><br/>There was a sobering sense to Scylla, that much Aaric could admit without a shadow of a doubt about it. She spoke very little but some, and what she did say spoke several volumes to her character. The few clues she would give as to insight on what was going into her mind. Come to think of it, he hadn't seen her smile, just turn those eyes of hers and glare. The times he'd encountered her she'd always been alone, and her words sat with him. Was it true she wanted to be alone? He didn't have any real reason to doubt her, she lived with herself everyday while Aaric only got glimpses. But, why watch all the social gatherings, why was she always close to the student body? All of Aaric's experience told him that when someone looked longingly out over at something they weren't apart of, it was because it was where they'd rather be. Maybe, she didn't know what she was missing, and if she didn't know what she was missing, how could she miss it?<br/><br/>"I s'pose it doesn' 'ave ta be for everyone." Aaric replied. "But if yer observin' than aren' ya observin' cause yer curious?" He asked her. "There is only so much yer eyes can tell you, if ya wanna know what a bon fire, or any party really is really yer not gonna find yer answers watchin' em." He told her. "Ya gotta dive in." He explained, taking a moment to pause. A sense that he'd get nowhere in spite of his best intentions ringing in his ears.<br/><br/>He was trying to get a better idea of what she was about, why she was there. She kept so many cards close to the chest he could make plenty of assumptions....Assumptions didn't mean anything, they were guesses at best, and Aaric wasn't the type to bet on something uncertain. When his curiosity was piqued he was the type to observe himself, but what did gazing from afar get you other than lead you to more assumptions? No you needed to experience something, let them tease your other senses, that was how you got a feel for the world. So here he was, getting a feel for Scylla, because she piqued his interest something awful, and she was far too bloody good at keeping herself a mystery.<br/><br/>"It's like observin' a fresh cooked meal, it can look lovely, but unless ya pick up a fork and try a bit you'd only ever understand as much as yer eyes could tell ya." He said. Hoping that his argument was compelling enough to get her to at least consider there was merit to what he was saying. He didn't plan to have her leave the spot really, just enjoy the bonfire<em>with</em>him.<br/><br/>When she asked him if<em>he</em>put him up to talking to her. Aaric would tilt his head and give her a look of confusion. Who was<em>he</em>? Was someone giving her trouble at Hogwarts?<em>Why</em>would anyone give her trouble? He assumed that glare that she had given Xual was a glare that was personal because of their family history. Was she giving just anyone that look?<br/><br/>"Ta be honest with ya, I wasn' expectin' ta find ya, I was gonna write home about the party and jus' happened to see you on my way." He said holding up the letter in his hand and gazing towards the owlry.<br/><br/>"Truth be told since you came stridin' in with that glare you've been on my mind. I think it must 'ave been the most lovely look I've ever seen, and I don' need any stranger to put me up to talkin' to beautiful women." He said, being direct and blunt but feeling that if he was anything but honest with her that it'd be the end of their conversation. Likely the end of any future conversations, so he simply elected to be honest. She could judge him from there if she wanted too.