<div class="floatleft">(http://66.media.tumblr.com/a7f1444233a5c54afb96d542c55e3b3b/tumblr_inline_nh1odr2khl1qc4cgj.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Silas Rosier-Noc (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=261273.msg12892601#msg12892601)<br/><strong>Age:</strong>17<br/><strong>House:</strong>Hufflepuff<br/><strong>Patronus:</strong>Sparrow Hawk (http://pre05.deviantart.net/e82e/th/pre/f/2011/272/a/b/sparrow_hawk_by_smudger_muhudger-d3crazx.jpg)<br/><strong>Sexual Orientation:</strong>Pansexual<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>Black T-Shirt, black jeans, black leather shoes, and a Hufflepuff Yellow pullover hoodie.<br/><strong>Date:</strong>September 2nd 2018, Morning<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Astronomy Tower<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Jaedan Connolly - Closed<br/><br/><hr/><hr/><br/>"Purple, huh?" he smiled, "Color of a queen," he teased a little before running the tip of his nose along her neck, "And you're joking right? You're gorgouse. I can't think of a girl in school that wouldn't kill to have your eyes," Silas was always a charmer. He liked to compliment people. People were more receptive when he said nice things about them. Not that he lied about it though. He meant what he said when he gave a compliment. It may have just been to get in their pants most of the time, but at least he was sincere about it. It did make it easier when he said truthful, whooing compliments, because he was more likely to say it again if he ran into them again and wouldn't have to try as hard to remember what he'd told them before.<br/><br/>Used to. He caught those words. Silas knew what it was like to have a parent that<em>used to</em>do things. He didn't know her mother was dead, but he knew that feeling well. His father wasn't all there in the head much of the time. From what he knew, his father had taken a bad hit during the Battle of Hogwarts back in '98. He'd never been the same since. Sometimes he thought he got to see the kind of person his father really was, but it was fleeting. Not that his father was into anything such as planting flowers or gardening in any way. Still, he wondered what kind of real thoughts the man had sometimes, "Yeah. I get that. Shit happens. My dad's a mental case most of the time. It'd be nice to have a good memory of him.." he shrugged a little. Only Lucan and Geoffrey really knew what his family was like.<br/><br/>"I don't think you're doing a very good job at avoiding them. I mean, life and death aren't things we can avoid. It's gonna happen whether we like it or not. You gotta let someone in your life. It'll eat you alive if you don't," he could have started kissing her neck and tried to tease her back into another round of it, but he didn't. He realized he'd hit a subject that wasn't easy for her. Silas was a lot of things, but he didn't take advantage of people when they were down, "You know, I'm not a terrible listener. I won't tell anyone. I promise it won't make me think of you as anything more than a fuck buddy," he smiled lightly as he wrapped his arms around her waist, "You'll still be a sexy, warm body to me."