<div class="floatleft">(http://i.imgur.com/3IMgRRZ.jpg?2)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Eithne Ancrum (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=261273.msg12889062#msg12889062)<br/><strong>Age:</strong>17<br/><strong>House:</strong>Gryffindor<br/><strong>Patronus:</strong>Griffin<br/><strong>Sexual Orientation:</strong>Heterosexual<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>Light blue jeans, with a dark green sweater and brown, leather boots that reach just below the knee<br/><strong>Date:</strong>Sunday, 2nd September, 2016<br/><strong>Location</strong>Great Hall; Gryffindor Table<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Tsung Yi, Geoffrey Graves - Open<br/><br/><hr/><hr/><br/>Eithne chuckled at Geoffrey's response to not getting killed over the summer, "Sadly.. I can somewhat relate to that.  Only it would be my brothers not driving me insane," she told him.  Then she looked questioningly at him with "rugby", "What is that?" She asked.  Then it was just as she was about to answer him about her summer and the plans she and Tsung had when Tsung shot up and stammered out her apologies and needing to leave.  Eithne recognized that reaction, it happened every time a guy started talking to her.  She also knew that Tsung was going to need time to calm down and the only way she would calm down was by herself.  Eithne had tried once or twice to intervene for Tsung but she seemed to make matters worse when it came to calming her friend down.<br/><br/>"Ehrm.. my summer was well," she said slowly, "Other than my brothers doing what they do best.  Driving me nutters," she added, "Excuse Tsung.. she's.. very shy."  She had been looking in the direction that Tsung had run in, but returned her gaze back to Geoffrey to speak.  As she had paused to find a suitable description for Tsung, she caught the silvery, ethereal patronus, though she couldn't quite make out the shape, some kind of dog she thought.  She caught it out of the corner of her eye and she turned her attention, briefly, to the staff table, "I hope all is well.."