<div class="floatleft">(http://66.media.tumblr.com/a7f1444233a5c54afb96d542c55e3b3b/tumblr_inline_nh1odr2khl1qc4cgj.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Silas Rosier-Noc (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=261273.msg12892601#msg12892601)<br/><strong>Age:</strong>17<br/><strong>House:</strong>Hufflepuff<br/><strong>Patronus:</strong>Sparrow Hawk (http://pre05.deviantart.net/e82e/th/pre/f/2011/272/a/b/sparrow_hawk_by_smudger_muhudger-d3crazx.jpg)<br/><strong>Sexual Orientation:</strong>Pansexual<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>Black T-Shirt, black jeans, black leather shoes, and a Hufflepuff Yellow pullover hoodie.<br/><strong>Date:</strong>September 2nd 2018, Morning<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Astronomy Tower<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Jaedan Connolly - Closed<br/><br/><hr/><hr/><br/>Silas was tempted to try to convince her into fooling around again. He might not have been able to get it up again for a little while longer, but he could think of a few other things they could do. If they had to be trapped in here, then they might as well enjoy the time, right? He was already playing with the hem of her shirt and turned his head into her neck when she actually let him see the drawing. He'd figured she would hide it from him and tell him to mind his own business. Then they could move on to more touching and kissing. But she let him see it.<br/><br/>He leaned his head forward over her shoulder and looked it over. He'd seen Titus drawing and painting. It wasn't like Titus' stuff, but it was still much better than anything he could have made, "It's not stupid. It's nice," most would be surprised to find out that Silas could be a considerate human being. He just reserved it for his close friends most of the time, "Looks like a real white orchid," of course he knew flowers. He'd bought girls plenty of flowers for either apologies or for the act of wooing them, "White orchids stand for innocence, beauty, and elegance. Not sure if you can be considered innocent after what we just did though," he teased a bit.  Silas tried to make the flowers he gave people match what he wanted them to mean. He gave out a surprising amount of Coriander flowers. Not a common flower, but it's primary<em>meaning</em>was lust. Never roses. Roses stood for forms of love. Silas stuck to handing out meanings of lust, never affection or love.<br/><br/>She did say something that caught his curiosity though. Silas didn't make a habit of getting to know his partners too well, but he was stuck in here with her and he needed something to focus on, "What would drawing flowers keep your mind off of?" he was a nosy and curious creature by nature. He knew everything about Lucan and Geoffrey, whether they wanted him to or not. He poked and prodded at them till he got what he wanted. They knew he'd never tell anyone. Wanting to know about someone didn't mean he had to tell anyone.