<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/d/d7/Xual_Sly_3.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong>Xual Cromwell<br/><strong>WEARING:</strong>Slytherin uniform<br/><strong>Blood Status:</strong>Pure-Blood<br/><strong>Wand</strong>: 10 ⅛ in| Double twist Aspen wood | Thestrial hair<br/><strong>House/Year</strong>: Slytherin | 4th year<br/><strong>Date</strong>: Friday, September 1st, 2017<br/><strong>Time/Day:</strong>Evening<br/><strong>LOCATION:</strong>Hogwarts | Great Hall | Slytherin Table<br/><strong>CONTENT:</strong>Observations leading to Conversation<br/><strong>MOOD MUSIC:</strong>The Devil Wears Prada - Kansas (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3Wb-BtTeaQg&index=55&list=PLx65qkgCWNJIs3FPaj8JZhduXSpQ_ZfvL)<br/><strong>TAGGING:</strong>Aaric | Open<br/><hr/><br/>A grin lingered as Aaric matched him blow for blow. "I could just start charging you a commission fee for the ladies I invite to these grand parties." He teased reaching for his own drink and drawing he rim against his thick lips. He took a longer sip then normal allowing the juice he selected to coat his throat and quench his thirst. He placed the cup down with a satisfying sigh as if it had been too long since his last drink. "Though nothing beats a good bottle of ol whiskey and sitting down by the docks." He mused.<br/><br/>Shaking his head as once again Aaric was taking his jabs in stride; was this guy wearing jelly? "Perhaps, I should charge you to continue to protect you too?" Turning his head and giving his separate brother a look. "Laying my life down for my bro ain't cheap. Though it's probably that smirk of yours. I'm sure it's irritating to quite a few. " He said as he reached over help himself to some potatoes.<br/><br/>"I assume the crop means would be part of that too, no? Or are there certain looks that are an expectation?" He questioned as his eyes lingered on his sister as they spoke about her once more. If he was frowning you wouldn't be able to tell as he kept his expression neutral but it did suck though. He wasn't worried about her not holding her own but that chilling atmosphere around her was going to get her no where. He wanted to tell her that and maybe he should; but he held off for now. He glanced at Aaric as he spoke and found himself having to agree with the observation. "Do you think you understand what she needs?" He asked him curiously shaking his head and knew how Aaric moved when it came to different people. The one thing that was true was that Aaric always made his intentions clear.<br/><br/>Aaric was being mindful but at the same time not backing down which was kind of expected of him at this point. Once he set his mind to something there was no changing it. "Maybe she'll send you back to me, crying" He joked shifting his leg in his chair to get more comfortable. "You're bored of beating me? I'm bored of losing to you constantly." He huffed stealing one of Aaric's fries and eating it. "Though I guess we'll both find out one way or another what kind of person my little sister is, huh? You should help me get on her good side." He asked moving to steal another fry from his friend's plate.