<div class="floatleft">(http://i.imgur.com/7Xtr3Ny.png)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Lucan Torit (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=259664.msg12827934#msg12827934)<br/><strong>Age:</strong>17<br/><strong>House:</strong>Hufflepuff<br/><strong>Patronus:</strong>Nightjar<br/><strong>Sexual Orientation:</strong>Unsure<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>White button up shirt with top two buttons undone, black jacket, black slacks, and clean shoes.<br/><strong>Date:</strong>September 2nd 2018, Morning<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Great Hall, Hufflepuff Table<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Noya Kowalski and Aeric Chase<br/><br/><hr/><hr/><br/>"I'm sure you would do much better at parkour than I would, though it sounds like something Geoffrey would enjoy," the pureblood Gryffindor had liking for muggle sports and athletics, "It does sound interesting. I'd say that muggles come up with the strangest things, but there are witches and wizards who can't dress themselves without magic, so I think it evens out the strangeness."<br/><br/>He turned his attention back to Aeric for a moment as the man said he had been working on something, "Certainly nothing that will get you into too much trouble?" not that Lucan would rat the other Hufflepuff male out if it was. Silas and Geoffrey did some questionable things and he wouldn't turn Aeric in anymore than he would them, "And I'm sure if Jaedan was involved, then they are scarred for life. I can't even look her in the eye," which he wished he hadn't said, but it was out there and he couldn't take it back now. How Silas managed to work out some kind of a relationship with the Slytherin was beyond him. While his friend never talked about it, he and Geoffrey were well aware of what was going on between them. He was sure it worked in their favor that Silas wasn't one to kiss and tell, "Though I'm sure it wasn't that bad. Jaedan isn't a terrible person," not that he had prood one way or the other, "She's just...standoffish. Some people just prefer to be left alone."<br/><br/>At Noya's excitement about the bakery, he blushed, "You needn't do all that. At least not just for me. I think if you're going to send off for baked goods, they should be for the common room at least. And I would insist on paying for at least some of it," his family wasn't extremely well off, but he could pay for his own pastries, "I'm willing to try anything you recommend," not that he could take any of it home with him. His Grandmother was obsessively clean, a trait that had been passed down to him, though not nearly as extreme. She couldn't stand the crumbs biscuits and cookies left behind. She also insisted that they were fatty and sugary beyond what was nessicary.<br/><br/>When she asked to meet up some other time, he looked up from his bag and stared at her blankely for a moment, "Uh...Yes. Of course. I would love to do that," his face still felt warm, "Tomorrow evening after dinner? Or sooner, if you'd prefer. If you're free?" Lucan tried not to stare at her, but he also didn't want to not look at her enough like he was uninterested in what she was saying. He didn't know how other people managed to socialize like this everyday. It was easy with Silas and Geoffrey, but only because they made him and he had become used to them over the years. Compared to his more outgoing friends, Lucan managed to stay under the radar of most people. For which he was perfectly content with, "You can tell me more about Ilvermorny too. I really would like to hear about it."