<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/e/e9/Orion_Rav_1.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong>Orion Reed (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=284413.msg14118324#msg14118324)<br/><strong>Blood Status:</strong>Half<br/><strong>Wand:</strong>Alder, Dragon Heartstring, 10 in, Whippy<br/><strong>House/Year:</strong>Ravenclaw 1st Year<br/><strong>Date:</strong>Saturday, September 30th, 2017<br/><strong>Time/Day:</strong>Morning<br/><strong>LOCATION:</strong>Ravenclaw Common / Bedroom<br/><strong>CONTENT:</strong>Rude awakening!<br/><strong>TAGGING:</strong><em>Finley Clark!</em><br/><hr/><br/><em>Continued from.. </em>(https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=286073.msg14300570#msg14300570)<br/><br/>Orion saw Lyre Savage grinning ear to ear and Finley Clark bloody dead, and woke up with a start, gasping and blinded by sunshine. Mercury mewed in his face for the thousandth time, and his throat caught a moan. He stared at the sky out the window, a passing cumulus cloud. That was an unfair and beastly nightmare, but how it led up to that shocking point, he could not remember. It only meant how much he cared for him, how much he did not want to lose Finley already, like he lost his father.<br/><br/>That's all it meant! Nothing more...<span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 7pt;"><em>(Or maybe he should check with a third year in Divination or whoever their professor was...)</em></span><br/><br/>He hurriedly turned and saw before him empty beds. The room was vacant ... shiny and murky. Where was Fin off to? His stomach roared, and Mercury mewed again! Ah, perhaps to breakfast like the rest of the school. Orion rose to slowly and nakedly, and poured kibble for his kitty. Rubbing his sad eyes, he was mostly angry with his dream. But looking back on last night, he chuckled long, chuffed at what a great time he and his bum had. Doubtful he would ever forget it. His tormented mind began to obsess... the contours of Finley's brows, the sharp glint of his rich brown eyes, his lustful lips, and the sensual tickle of his mature fuzz. His nose twitched. Then he refocused on the stank on his body, oh crikey too dirty, too dirty! He dashed into the bathrooms and showered the bonfire smoke out of his hair.<br/><br/>Hopping one leg into jeans, Orion yanked on a casual yellow shirt and raked a hand through his hair.<br/><br/><em>All right. Off to breakfast. You be good, Merc!</em>He wagged a finger at his cat, who scratched back paws in his general direction.<br/><hr/>