<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/1/1c/Lyre_Sly_2.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong>Lyre Savage (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=284413.msg14118339#msg14118339)<br/><strong>Blood Status:</strong>Pure<br/><strong>Wand:</strong>Maple, Dragon Heartstring, 13 in, Unbending, literally glowing<br/><strong>House/Year:</strong>Slytherin 3rd Year<br/><strong>Date:</strong>Friday, September 29th, 2017<br/><strong>Time/Day:</strong>Evening<br/><strong>LOCATION:</strong>Bonfire, Black Lake<br/><strong>CONTENT:</strong>Conversational. Change of pace.<br/><strong>THEME:</strong>Lyre feels good (https://youtu.be/4k4SP01l6rY)<br/><strong>TAGGING:</strong><em>Moray Morrigan! Iain McGregor!</em><br/><hr/><br/>Lyre's mouth opened softly and closed. Icy blue stared into green. If only they were lasers. If only. Sarcastic thanks from Moray was reminder enough. He remembered her joke earlier at the log about how childish he had been. Yes, no? His jaws set, quietly seething. Childish, indeed? More like emotionally exhausted with chasing mirages. If Iain knew he was checking him out, and did nothing, then that was the end to it. Maybe Lyre Savage did go about this wrong.<br/><br/>Wordlessly, he took the flask with a mind to drink it all, but faltered before it ever met his lips. Not really thirsty, he gave it back to his best friend, looking at her annoyed eyes once before averting with a cringe. Yup, he was the problem. Relying on her a tad too much, was he? Yuck, what was he doing? Lyre grew amused, grateful in an instant for her honesty. She reminded him of his sister Vega, and Vega would tell him to let it go, seriously.<br/><br/>If anything, he had to thank Iain. If it wasn't for him making Lyre search his feelings, he wouldn't have realized he was ready for a relationship. Someone out there will want him back, eventually. It didn't have to be now. Didn't have to be tonight. Lyre grinned apologetically towards Moray and Iain, tired with his own foolish behavior tonight.<br/><br/>All they came here to do was party, just like everyone else.<br/><br/>"Anybody got weed??" Lyre shouts for everyone to hear, causing some cheers. "Hit me up!"<br/><br/><hr/>