<div class="floatleft">(http://i980.photobucket.com/albums/ae282/caela_ecub/Brunettes/f9fe5328-dfec-48c4-9ebd-efcbba03efc1_zps882dd06b.jpg) (http://s980.photobucket.com/user/caela_ecub/media/Brunettes/f9fe5328-dfec-48c4-9ebd-efcbba03efc1_zps882dd06b.jpg.html)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Athena Stargazer-Smith<br/><strong>Position:</strong>PhD Student/Beginning Divination Professor<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Outside the Dorms<br/><strong>Tagged:</strong>Scorpius<br/><br/><hr/><br/>At being called "elegant", Athena raised one dark eyebrow but she also, unwittingly, gave Scorpius his victory when she returned his smile, her golden eyes seeming to take on a slightly darker, richer hue the longer she flirted with him as well. Many women would have blushed, at least slightly, as well, but an adolescence spent letting her Father squire her to meetings and parties with his business partners and their families has given her a sense of herself that many young women lacked. While she may not define herself as elegant, she knew that in the right circumstances she could pull it off with flare.<br/><br/>At the mention of the famed, "little black dress", however, her nose crinkled slightly and she shook her head, making her dark mane frame her face almost coyly, "Anything but black please. My Mother used to try to shove me into black constantly. Take the same dress you're picturing in your head, and make it a pale shade of green, or white, and it will suit my coloring much better than black ever well," she said, deliberately putting an entirely different set of images in his head and simply letting him run with his mental images...and leaving him to wonder just how many of those dresses she might have in a closet or trunk somewhere if she was attending such things with her Father as often as it sounded like she was.<br/><br/>Hearing his dilemma she chuckled softly, the sound low in her throat, almost inviting one slightly closer to hear it fully before she ran her hand through her hair, pushing the rich locks back and staring him boldly in the eyes, "Who says a person has to choose? Diving and surfing fill the daylight hours, parties are for evenings. In my little world you simply spend the day in the ocean, and the evening in whatever home, hotel, or conference room is holding the party. I'm a greedy person at times, I prefer not to choose between two things if I can have them both," she admitted with a slight shrug and simply let his mind that that comment wherever he wanted it to go.