Hogwarts: A New Beginning [Darley Penthouse]
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				Title: <strong>Hogwarts: A New Beginning [Darley Penthouse]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mellific</strong> on <strong>04-03-2019, 02:37:42</strong>
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				<div align="center">(https://cdn.discordapp.com/attachments/538537456488808449/551940843930648591/4395d546272ce72ad59f0d664c8004a8.png) (https://cdn.discordapp.com/attachments/538537456488808449/551940566481633311/241d017d2d890ec931f94d8b12e94d0f.png) (https://cdn.discordapp.com/attachments/538537456488808449/551940771985620992/6db93b425d3cee3129fbf7c3be14af8a.png)<br><br>The Darley penthouse is located in one of the tallest buildings in Hogsmeade and acts as a home-away-from-home for the Darley twins while they are at school, and also as a haven for Mr. and Mrs. Darley when they come to visit (which is often) so that they don’t have to spend their time in the Leaky Cauldron or at the Three Broomsticks. This penthouse is used by all of the family but Dior asks for it the most often. Surmising the top 3 floors of the building, it is a gorgeous modern penthouse apartment complete with 5 bedrooms, 4 bathrooms, and all the amenities of most luxury hotels including an indoor pool. <br><br><hr><br><div align="center"><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Headers</div><div class="spoiler_body"><strong><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size">Student Headers:</span></strong><br><br><br><div class="floatleft">(https://res.cloudinary.com/teepublic/image/private/s--IkVfisoU--/t_Preview/b_rgb:ffffff,c_limit,f_auto,h_313,q_90,w_313/v1446235579/production/designs/252341_1)</div><div class="floatright">(https://vignette.wikia.nocookie.net/harrypotter/images/a/ae/Hogwartscrest.png/revision/latest?cb=20110806202805)</div><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><strong>NAME:</strong> CHARACTER NAME (http://LINK TO CS)<br><strong>HOUSE | YEAR:</strong> THEIR HOUSE and YEAR<br><strong>BLOOD STATUS:</strong> MUGGLE BORN, PUREBLOOD, or HALFBLOOD<br><strong>WAND:</strong> LENGTH | WOOD | CORE<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> URL LINK or DESCRIPTION<br><strong>DATE | TIME:</strong> DAY and TIME of day<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> WHERE are they<br><strong>CONTENT:</strong> WHAT is happening in the post<br><strong>MOOD MUSIC:</strong> OPTIONAL - Include a link, please no embedded videos<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> WHO are they talking to</td></tr></tbody></table><br><hr><br><div class="codeheader">Code: <a href="javascript:void(0);" onclick="return smfSelectText(this);" class="codeoperation">[Select]</a></div><pre style="margin: 0; padding: 0;"><code class="bbc_code">[floatleft][img height=200 padding=5]CHARACTER IMG URL[/img][/floatleft]<br>[floatright][img height=150]SCHOOL CREST URL[/img][/floatright]<br>[table][tr][td][b]NAME:[/b] [url=http://LINK TO CS]CHARACTER NAME[/url]<br>[b]HOUSE | YEAR:[/b] THEIR HOUSE and YEAR<br>[b]BLOOD STATUS:[/b] MUGGLE BORN, PUREBLOOD, or HALFBLOOD<br>[b]WAND:[/b] LENGTH | WOOD | CORE<br>[b]WEARING:[/b] URL LINK or DESCRIPTION<br>[b]DATE | TIME:[/b] DAY and TIME of day<br>[b]LOCATION:[/b] WHERE are they<br>[b]CONTENT:[/b] WHAT is happening in the post<br>[b]MOOD MUSIC:[/b] OPTIONAL - Include a link, please no embedded videos<br>[b]TAGGING:[/b] WHO are they talking to[/td][/tr][/table]<br><br>[hr]</code></pre><br><br><strong><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size">Staff Headers:</span></strong><br><br><br><div class="floatleft">(https://res.cloudinary.com/teepublic/image/private/s--q7kJspad--/t_Preview/b_rgb:191919,c_limit,f_auto,h_313,q_90,w_313/v1505543701/production/designs/1904314_1)</div><div class="floatright">(https://vignette.wikia.nocookie.net/harrypotter/images/a/ae/Hogwartscrest.png/revision/latest?cb=20110806202805)</div><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><strong>NAME:</strong> CHARACTER NAME (http://LINK TO CS)<br><strong>OCCUPATION:</strong> THEIR HOUSE and YEAR<br><strong>BLOOD STATUS:</strong> MUGGLE BORN, PUREBLOOD, or HALFBLOOD<br><strong>WAND:</strong> LENGTH | WOOD | CORE<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> URL LINK or DESCRIPTION<br><strong>DATE | TIME:</strong> DAY and TIME of day<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> WHERE are they<br><strong>CONTENT:</strong> WHAT is happening in the post<br><strong>MOOD MUSIC:</strong> OPTIONAL - Include a link, please no embedded videos<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> WHO are they talking to</td></tr></tbody></table><br><hr><br><div class="codeheader">Code: <a href="javascript:void(0);" onclick="return smfSelectText(this);" class="codeoperation">[Select]</a></div><pre style="margin: 0; padding: 0;"><code class="bbc_code">[floatleft][img height=200 padding=5]https://res.cloudinary.com/teepublic/image/private/s--q7kJspad--/t_Preview/b_rgb:191919,c_limit,f_auto,h_313,q_90,w_313/v1505543701/production/designs/1904314_1[/img][/floatleft]<br>[floatright][img height=150]https://vignette.wikia.nocookie.net/harrypotter/images/a/ae/Hogwartscrest.png/revision/latest?cb=20110806202805[/img][/floatright]<br>[table][tr][td][b]NAME:[/b] [url=http://LINK TO CS]CHARACTER NAME[/url]<br>[b]OCCUPATION:[/b] THEIR HOUSE and YEAR<br>[b]BLOOD STATUS:[/b] MUGGLE BORN, PUREBLOOD, or HALFBLOOD<br>[b]WAND:[/b] LENGTH | WOOD | CORE<br>[b]WEARING:[/b] URL LINK or DESCRIPTION<br>[b]DATE | TIME:[/b] DAY and TIME of day<br>[b]LOCATION:[/b] WHERE are they<br>[b]CONTENT:[/b] WHAT is happening in the post<br>[b]MOOD MUSIC:[/b] OPTIONAL - Include a link, please no embedded videos<br>[b]TAGGING:[/b] WHO are they talking to[/td][/tr][/table]<br><br>[hr]</code></pre></div></div><br><br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Current Month</div><div class="spoiler_body"><div align="center">(https://fontmeme.com/permalink/190427/dba9a21b2e85174de3fe02d8742f1841.png)<br><br>(https://d36tnp772eyphs.cloudfront.net/blogs/1/2014/04/buachaille-etive-mor-matador-seo-940x626.jpg)<br><br><strong>Weather in the Highlands of Scotland in October:</strong> <br><br>Here is a link (https://www.accuweather.com/en/gb/inverness/iv3-5/month/532?monyr=11/01/2019) with the weather for the month of November. Here is a link (https://moonphases.co.uk/moon-calendar) with the moon phases for the month of November. Here is a link (https://www.timeanddate.com/sun/uk/inverness?month=11&amp;year=2019) with the sunrises and sunsets for the month of November.<br><br><strong>Important Events this Month:</strong> <br><br><ul class="bbc_list"><li><strong>5 November - Guy Fawkes Night</strong> - On the night that the Gunpowder Plot was foiled (November 5th, 1605), bonfires were set alight in celebration for the safety of the King. Since then, November 5th has become known as Bonfire Night. The event is commemorated every year with fireworks and burning effigies of Guy Fawkes.</li></ul><ul class="bbc_list"><li><strong>Harvest Festival</strong> - During this month, there will be a carnival held at Hogsmeade village. It lasts most of the month, and includes an array of fun activities such as mazes, hay rides, fair foods, a Ferris wheel, carnival games, a pumpkin patch, and even a few small rides! Specific dates incoming.</li></ul><br><strong>In Game Information about this Month:</strong> <br><br>The entire month is open and available for Rp. We aren't due for another time change until July 1st, 2019 (real time).</div></div></div></div></div>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Hogwarts: A New Beginning [Darley Penthouse]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Rel Mayer</strong> on <strong>06-03-2019, 04:18:26</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://www.fhfff.com/img3/jwujghfdmtijxsmgcbuk.jpg)</div><div class="floatright">(https://i.imgur.com/yuExVFv.png)</div><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><strong>NAME:</strong> Derek Darley (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=299655.msg14655389#msg14655389)<br><strong>YEAR:</strong> Ravenclaw 6th Year<br><strong>BLOOD STATUS:</strong> PUREBLOOD<br><strong>WAND:</strong> 13 Inches | English Oak | Wampus Cat Hair<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> Blue sweater, blue collared shirt, blue jeans, and very messy hair<br><strong>DATE | TIME:</strong> 24th of October - Morning<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Outside the Darley Penthouse<br><strong>CONTENT:</strong> Pissy Derek is pissy <br><strong>MOOD MUSIC:</strong> Justice - Stress (https://youtu.be/0qXmxVySMzw)<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Dior, CLOSED </td></tr></tbody></table><br><br><hr><br>Derek's hair was messier than normal. In fact, it was a honest reflection of how he currently felt. He wasn't very savvy with social media, but he was scrolling through Wiztagram and found a very curious image of Dior standing in front of a mirror in the Penthouse. However, inspecting the background further, it looked as if she was completely rearranging the place! It was a family penthouse, not her penthouse, and truthfully after everything that he had heard in the past month -- it royally peeved him. Usually these types of things shrugged off of his shoulders, but today was an especially messy day for his hair and his thoughts. So many things were on the tip of his tongue that he wanted to tell Dior. So many things that he wanted to confront her about. Yet, he stayed silent. Biting his tongue and letting his technically older twin sister continue to do her own thing.<br><br>They agreed to it, Derek supposed, but as he separated himself from his sister things started to come out of the wood work. With this brand new sense of self separate from her, he finally found the nerve to stand up and confront her in his own way.<br><br>Intentionally he texted her to confirm she was still there... and she didn't answer. She was probably trying to avoid him after he passively denied her advances that he would usually come crawling like a puppy toward her. Not this year, no matter how curious he was on how her year had been going and how he missed her bossy attitude. He had to keep reminding himself no. Even as he pulled out his cell phone to see if she ever received his message. He fumed as he walked through Hogsmede heading over to the Penthouse. Stomping his trainers into the ground beneath him like a child having a fit. <br><br>It wasn't until he arrived at the penthouse that he had formally worked himself up. He looked at his cell phone again and saw that Dior still hadn't responded. Yet the lights in the penthouse meant that she was there. Was she ignoring him? Huffing he began to take his key and unlock the front door of the Penthouse. He turned the lock and pulled on the lever. The door didn't budge. "What the fuck?" Derek said in his angry tone as she rattled the handle. "Dior!" he then said suddenly banging on the door with the flat side of his hand. Continuing to pat one time after another until she would answer. "Dior, this is not cool. This penthouse is for the entire family, not just for you!" <br><br>This time Derek realized that he may have been rather ridiculous yelling at a door and she may have not even heard him yelling. He stopped for a moment and pulled out his cell phone. Dialing Dior's number and waiting for her to answer as he held the phone up to his ear. Tapping his foot and feeling the blood rush to his face. Feeling so angry about such a small thing, but a lot had added up over time. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Hogwarts: A New Beginning [Darley Penthouse]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Luciferia</strong> on <strong>07-03-2019, 01:35:12</strong>
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				<div align="center"><div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Event: Dior Darley's Welcoming Party</strong></span> <br><em><strong><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size">Saturday, 26 October, 2019</span></strong></em></div><br><hr>(https://i.imgur.com/MEpOhco.png) (https://i.imgur.com/uZoX5Yi.png) (https://i.imgur.com/Se0KQ4i.png)<br><br><em><span style="font-family: georgia;" class="bbc_font">The entire penthouse is red. From floor to ceiling, every inch, blood-soaked.<br><br>The stairs outside are lit with floating lanterns and the hallway smells of roast apples. The thump of a distant bassline vibrates through stone floors to lure visitors through an empty, foggy chamber, one filled with marble columns only visible through the otherworldly ruby glow that emanates from all directions without providing any real light. <br><br>The next chamber is lit by a long row of torches at the base of stone pillars, at the end of which is a coat check run by a grumpy old house elf named Gabby, who earns her name by talking to herself about the people around her.</span></em><br><br><br>(https://i.imgur.com/hebL7JS.png) <br><br><br><span style="font-family: georgia;" class="bbc_font"><em>Once through the foyer and the lobby, the main floor stands magically enlarged with impressive 8-meter-tall ceilings. The whole place is comfortably warm despite the flashing lights, lasers, and fog to keep the place looking eerie. At the center sits multiple sets of turntables where DJs are alternating between upbeat EDM, hip-hop, and rock. There are dancers dangling from aerial silks, cigarette girls (https://i.imgur.com/IoleI1s.png) with trays of tricks and treats, and a full-service bar ran by an exceptionally beautiful Russian woman (https://i.imgur.com/4OLcvcQ.png) who mysteriously does not speak, but understands many languages. Drugs of most variety are among the treats provided by the cigarette girls, who are all dressed in burlesque fashion.<br><br>There are 2 unisex bathrooms with 20 stalls on either side of the dance floor.</em></span><br><br>(https://i.imgur.com/MkYXCLS.png) (https://i.imgur.com/kt4KHUg.png) (https://i.imgur.com/2QjOffW.png) (https://i.imgur.com/JZjCG86.png)<br><br><br><span style="font-family: georgia;" class="bbc_font"><em>Through a hall to one side, the kitchen has been turned into a restaurant where plates fill themselves with food and champagne bottles never empty. Further through another dimly lit hallway is a series of private rooms dripping with velvet and gold trim and control over the environment such as the music, food, or activity. Smaller rooms are equipped with cozier couches, and 2 even with just beds and comfortable pillows.<br><br>The theme is not explicitly Halloween, but there is a definite spooky vibe in the Darley penthouse on the night of Saturday October 26th.</em></span> </div>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Hogwarts: A New Beginning [Darley Penthouse]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Luciferia</strong> on <strong>07-03-2019, 02:27:28</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/Y4rxTj6.png)</div><div class="floatright">(https://vignette.wikia.nocookie.net/harrypotter/images/a/ae/Hogwartscrest.png/revision/latest?cb=20110806202805)</div><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><strong>NAME:</strong>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;</td><td>Dior Darley (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=299655.msg14658800#msg14658800)</td></tr><tr><td><strong>YEAR:</strong>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; </td><td>Slytherin | 6th Year</td></tr><tr><td><strong>BLOOD STATUS:</strong>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;</td><td>Pureblood</td></tr><tr><td><strong>WAND:</strong>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;</td><td>12” | Red Oak | Rougarou Hair | Surprisingly Supple (https://i.imgur.com/jAdaS0i.png)</td></tr><tr><td><strong>WEARING:</strong>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;</td><td>Champagne Sparkles &amp; Feathers (https://i.imgur.com/5aQW8TY.png)</td></tr><tr><td><strong>DATE | TIME:</strong>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;</td><td>Saturday, October 26th 2019 | Night</td></tr><tr><td><strong>LOCATION:</strong>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;</td><td>Main Hall | Dance Floor (https://i.imgur.com/hebL7JS.png)</td></tr><tr><td><strong>CONTENT:</strong>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;</td><td>Sex, Drugs, &amp; Rock n Roll</td></tr><tr><td><strong>MOOD MUSIC:</strong>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;</td><td>Party -- Beyoncé ft André 3000 (https://youtu.be/N5K0-SQD-WA)</td></tr><tr><td><strong>TAGGING:</strong>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;</td><td><strong>Open</strong></td></tr></tbody></table><br><hr><br><div class="floatright">(https://i.imgur.com/hebL7JS.png)</div><br>It had taken the better part of two weeks and a sum of money that was certain to earn Dior a severe scolding from mum and dad when they checked their statement, but by midday on the 26th, the Darley penthouse was finally ready for the biggest party it had ever seen. <br><br>To say that Dior was proud of what she’d accomplished was a vast understatement. These last weeks, instead of spiraling into her usual petty antics as a means to distract from her woes, she had tirelessly poured every shred of bottled energy into this party’s preparation. All of her anger towards Derek &amp; Audrey and all of her jealousy over Curt &amp; Joanna were forgotten when she was working towards her goal. She had used #TWT to invite the entirety of Hogwarts, Beauxbatons, and Durmstrang to her soiree, regardless of whatever bad blood might be brewing. If Dior banned everyone she didn’t like or who didn’t like her, there’d never be a soul in attendance.<br><br>But <em>this</em> rager was more than just an excuse to dress up and get pissed, <em><strong>this</strong></em> party was going to be the beginning of a new chapter in her life – one without Derek at the center. The twins were growing apart, as planned, and the rejection still stung but the wound was recovering and truthfully, Dior was ready to stop picking the scab. After all, it wasn’t every day that one had the opportunity to host the greatest young wizarding minds from across the globe. <br><br>In one night, she could rectify her old image as a cocktease as well. Having dated but never consummated any affections with her past boyfriends, Dior knew that she needed to find someone top notch to break this image with, and this night was the night she would do exactly that. <br><br>As meticulous as she was with the apartments preparations, she’d spared no expense on hers either. After a facial, private massage, skin treatments, and a healthy supper to keep her from getting too drunk, she had Barby, the only other beloved house elf in the Darley’s care, brush her hair and help her into her dress. There was no denying that she looked stunning in her floor length gold dress that glittered with every step she took. A feathered tan shrug completed her look, and she had kept her makeup and hair simple, though still striking.<br><br>Clicking on thin gold heels, Dior entered the main floor where the tallest ceiling and the turntables were and surveyed the fruits of her labor with a smug grin pulling her red lips to one side. The aerial dancers were already at it, and Dior pulled a glass of champagne off a cigarette girl’s tray as she went by. Admiring the coil of lemon rind over the rim, Dior took a sip. The partiers would arrive when they arrived and she’d learned long ago that such was not her concern. The hostess was ready, and the party would come.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Hogwarts: A New Beginning [Darley Penthouse]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Luciferia</strong> on <strong>07-03-2019, 03:29:40</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/EFmg2mD.png)</div><div class="floatright">(https://vignette.wikia.nocookie.net/harrypotter/images/a/ae/Hogwartscrest.png/revision/latest?cb=20110806202805)</div><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><strong>NAME:</strong>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;</td><td>Dior Darley (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=299655.msg14658800#msg14658800)</td></tr><tr><td><strong>YEAR:</strong>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; </td><td>Slytherin | 6th Year</td></tr><tr><td><strong>BLOOD STATUS:</strong>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;</td><td>Pureblood</td></tr><tr><td><strong>WAND:</strong>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;</td><td>12” | Red Oak | Rougarou Hair | Surprisingly Supple (https://i.imgur.com/jAdaS0i.png)</td></tr><tr><td><strong>WEARING:</strong>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;</td><td>White Outfit (https://i.imgur.com/XOepYBO.png) | Christian Louboutin Leopard Print Boots (https://i.imgur.com/I1It1wM.png)</td></tr><tr><td><strong>DATE | TIME:</strong>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;</td><td><strong>Pre-Party</strong> | Thursday, October 24th 2019 | Morning</td></tr><tr><td><strong>LOCATION:</strong>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;</td><td>Newly Bewitched Foyer (https://i.imgur.com/uZoX5Yi.png)</td></tr><tr><td><strong>CONTENT:</strong>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;</td><td>Preparing for the Party of the Quarter-Century</td></tr><tr><td><strong>MOOD MUSIC:</strong>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;</td><td>thank u, next -- Ariana Grande (https://youtu.be/gl1aHhXnN1k)</td></tr><tr><td><strong>TAGGING:</strong>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;</td><td><strong>Derek Darley</strong> | <strong>Closed</strong></td></tr></tbody></table><br><hr><br><div class="floatright">(https://i.imgur.com/uZoX5Yi.png)</div><br>Dior had been surprisingly absent from the halls of Hogwarts, or the clubs of Hogsmeade in the last two weeks. With too much on her mind, she decided to thrust herself headfirst into party planning, and spent every waking hour that homework didn’t consume toiling away at the penthouse to make sure that her Triwizard Tournament party was the biggest and most extravagant one to date. Besides, when she was working on the Undetectable Extension Charm, or organizing with the staff she’d hired for the night, she had little time to think of Derek or Curt. This party was easily going to exhaust her funds for quite some time, but any proper socialite would tell you that the payoff of international connections would reap dividends well into the future.<br><br>Dior was busily working on transforming Derek’s room into one of the ‘pleasure rooms’ for her party – a definitive dig at his behavior – when she felt her phone buzzing in her pocket. She pulled out the pink case to see who was bothering her and groaned when she read the name: Derek. He had already texted her earlier that morning asking if she was at the penthouse, and was now calling her so there was only one explanation: he was coming or was already at the door. A door that he couldn’t unlock at that, given that Dior had the locks changed especially for this party’s security. <br><br>Sighing in annoyance, Dior walked out of his room and through the partially magicked halls that were empty, but glowing with crimson light. Her shoes echoed against the empty foyer, the one complete with tall marble columns standing darkly in the blood-colored illumination. When she came to the front door, Dior swung it open and looked up to her twin with an irritated expression on her pretty face. Her lips curled down at the edges and she didn’t so much as greet him as she saw him standing with his phone still pressed to his ear, red faced with anger. <br><br>After a look that carried the weight of her perturbation, Dior turned away from her twin with the door open as a clear invitation for him to enter, though she didn’t wait for him as she once would have. Instead, she clicked back through the new bewitched vestibule without so much as a ‘wotcher’ in greeting since she clearly had other, more important things to do than entertain his prattle.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Hogwarts: A New Beginning [Darley Penthouse]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Heartsink</strong> on <strong>07-03-2019, 06:31:53</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://m.media-amazon.com/images/M/MV5BODI5MTkwODQ1N15BMl5BanBnXkFtZTcwNTg4MzE1MQ@@._V1_.jpg)</div><div class="floatright">(https://vignette.wikia.nocookie.net/harrypotter/images/e/ea/BeauxbatonsCrestClearBg.png/revision/latest/scale-to-width-down/350?cb=20160630041801)</div><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><strong>NAME:</strong> Valentin Delestrac (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=299655.msg14656422#msg14656422)<br><strong>YEAR:</strong> Third<br><strong>BLOOD STATUS:</strong> Half-blood<br><strong>WAND:</strong> 12½ inches, Ash, Unicorn, Inflexible<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> Pictured<br><strong>DATE | TIME:</strong> Saturday, October 26th 2019 | Night (early)<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Grand Hall<br><strong>CONTENT:</strong> Henlo<br><strong>MOOD MUSIC:</strong> Katerine - La reine d'Angleterre (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nUyJ5CdqgAE)<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Dior Darley, Open<br><strong>NOTE:</strong> N/A</td></tr></tbody></table><br><hr><br>Valentin ended up having no difficulty finding his way to the Darley Penthouse in Hogsmeade. The small town was relatively simple and he even found some odd similarity to his hometown of Cassis. <em>Small towns all look alike, hmm,</em> he thought, sneaking in the building silently, wearing a suit slightly too large for him with a discolored White shirt that was much more Yellow now than anything else. His hair was messy from the wind outside, but he didn't personally mind, they would always end up messy, such were the Delestrac genes. <br><br>Despite appearances, Valentin wouldn't miss this party for anything. It was a perfect opportunity to recruit and build contacts with Hogwarts and Durmstrang students to establish unions in their respective schools. A party was such an occasion, with a beer or glass of wine and a fine conversation, unless you hung out with people like Ria or her friend Babs. In such a scenario, only Merlin knew what could happen. <br><br>"Aha! Am I too late?" he wondered out loud in English, not seeing his sister around. She surely wouldn't miss this party, or any party for that matter. Valentin had vowed to himself to speak as much English as possible while at Hogwarts in order to improve his fluency. A union wouldn't be formed at this school otherwise. Communication was key. A speech in English would be a considerable challenge, but he thought himself capable of living up to the task with proper training. <br><br>"Hello, comrades!" he said, lifting his chest and raising a fist as he knocked on the penthouse's door. "Valentin Delestrac, at your service. M'enfin. At the service of all, in fact."<br><br>The door opened without a sound, red lighting reaching his eyes and catching him off guard. The first person he noticed was Dior, the golden figure among the bloodied atmosphere. Then he saw the cigarettes girls and he couldn't help but stare at the stockings and ample cleavages, blinking repeatedly in the process while his eyes were wide open in surprise. <em>Is this the Moulin Rouge or what?</em> he questioned with his eyes, as he squinted them slightly. <br><br>"My respects," Valentin declared, after walking over to Dior and leaning his head in a slight bow for a moment. "Are you the hottest, uh, hoss-test, hostess?" he managed to ask with a few stumbles. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Hogwarts: A New Beginning [Darley Penthouse]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Luciferia</strong> on <strong>07-03-2019, 08:39:01</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/ky7zIN0.png)</div><div class="floatright">(https://vignette.wikia.nocookie.net/harrypotter/images/e/ea/BeauxbatonsCrestClearBg.png/revision/latest/scale-to-width-down/350?cb=20160630041801)</div><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><strong>NAME:</strong>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;</td><td>Eliza Campbell (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=299655.msg14664026#msg14664026)</td></tr><tr><td><strong>YEAR:</strong>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;</td><td>Fourth</td></tr><tr><td><strong>BLOOD STATUS:</strong>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;</td><td>Halfblood</td></tr><tr><td><strong>WAND:</strong>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;</td><td>10 ½” | Chestnut | Unicorn Hair | Springy (https://i.imgur.com/2e8tNWl.png)</td></tr><tr><td><strong>WEARING:</strong>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;</td><td>As Pictured</td></tr><tr><td><strong>DATE | TIME:</strong>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;</td><td>Saturday, 26 October, 2019 | Night</td></tr><tr><td><strong>LOCATION:</strong>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;</td><td>Darley Penthouse | Main Hall</td></tr><tr><td><strong>CONTENT:</strong>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;</td><td>International Magical Cooperation Part II</td></tr><tr><td><strong>MOOD MUSIC:</strong>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;</td><td>Tightrope -- Janelle Monáe (https://youtu.be/pwnefUaKCbc)</td></tr><tr><td><strong>TAGGING:</strong>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;</td><td>Gabby NPC | Dior Darley | Valentin Delestrac | <strong>Open</strong></td></tr></tbody></table><br><hr><br>Eliza was on cloud 9.<br><br>Her day had started with a brekkie of champions and a midday dessert by the name of ‘Joey.’ Eliza hadn’t gathered the traditional tidbits of information about the Adonis, but she knew enough about him to feel as if she’d met a kindred spirit already – someone else to potentially hang out with all year. With Joanna, Bambi, and Joey, she was already used to Hogwarts and never wanted to see the stuffy gold-trimmed Beauxbatons ever again. Combined with the potential to make plenty new connections at this party, the Ozzy was bubbling with excitement, adding a spring in her step that carried her lightly (despite her size) down the cobblestones of Hogsmeade. <br><br>Being on cloud 9, Eliza decided to dress like a denizen of the heavens and sported a pair of high-waisted leather pants with a rhinestone and tasseled bralette and a pair of enormous white angel’s wings. It had taken some effort but the wings were a transfigured backpack complete with straps, and a great deal of attention had been paid to the feathers so that they looked and felt real – even though they were made without the use of animal cruelty. <br><br>It had taken her a bit to find the penthouse, but when she finally climbed the stairs and opened the door, she took a look around as if she’d barged into the wrong place. The corridor was long and dark, and pulsing with red light like a displaced heart. <strong>“Hello?”</strong> she called out, her accent ringing down the pillars of marble, beckoning her to follow. <strong>“Helloooo?”</strong> she asked again, walking then along the torches as her hair flounced as she craned her neck to see the height of the ceiling. Was this an apartment? What the hell was going on? <strong>“HELLOOO…”</strong><br><br>An elderly woman’s voice suddenly answered, from up ahead. <em>“What the hell are you hollering for? Ruddy kids don’t have any respect…” </em><br><br><strong>“The hell did you say to me?”</strong> Eliza was heated, walking faster towards the source of the voice when she happened upon the coat check and saw that the displeased voice belonged to an old house elf. She wore gold hoops in her oversized ears and wore a red dress that complimented her skin tone despite looking to be what some would consider ‘too old to be comfortable in an ensemble with such a high slit.’ On the desk was a placard that read ‘Gabby.’ When she looked up to Eliza, she fluttered her blackened lashes like the swatting of a fly. <br><br><em>“You damn kids don’t know what a coat check is when you see one?”</em> Her voice was high pitched, but grating and bordered on shrill. <em>“Give me your coat, <em>obviously</em>, I’ll give you a ticket, <em>obviously</em>, and when you come back, we’ll exchange them again.”</em> The house elf drawled as if she were speaking to the simplest human alive and yet in spite of the insult, Eliza liked this cheeky elf. She was old, opinionated, and wore what she wanted. They were kin. <br><br><strong>“Right, sorry mate but I haven’t got one. Can I go—”</strong><br><br><em>“Haven’t brought a coat?”</em> Gabby sounded incredulous and angry all at the same time, and the heavy shadow on her eyes started to clump from blinking in such rapid succession. The house elf threw her hands into the air, clearly annoyed. <em>“Then what are you doing at the coat check? We haven’t got any extras so don’t come complaining to me at the end of the night when you’re frozen to the bone!”</em><br><br><strong>“All right, all right, bye Gabby!”</strong> Eliza waved and then hurried into the main hall, where it became clear that the ruby theme was intentional and not indicative of an eventual slaughter. With a look around at the place she noticed that there was a distinct lack of Halloween decorations and costumes… This was the party before Halloween so it <em>had</em> to be a costume party…right? Eliza gulped and prepared for the very real possibility that this party was not…<br><div class="floatright">(https://i.imgur.com/Z48DVuQ.png)</div><br>She saw Valentin talking with a woman who seemed almost a part of the décor and instead of barging up and interrupting, Eliza opted to let her classmate enjoy a bit of time with the sparkly madame without her interference. There would be plenty of time to hit on them both separately, but for now, she wanted a drink and then a dance on the sizable floor. <br><br>On her way to the dance floor, Eliza started rocking her shoulders to the beat and as if on cue, a cigarette girl paused next to her and grinned, looking up at the thick, Amazonian angel. The redhead gestured to the treats on her plate, of which there were shots of a black frothing liquid and a series of rolled cigarettes. Without hesitation, Eliza tossed back one of the shots and was pleasantly surprised to find that it tasted of black currant and bitter chocolate instead of Jägermeister. <strong>“Woo!”</strong> she exhaled and then immediately took another from the girl’s tray, knocking it back rapidly. <em><strong>“WOO!”</strong></em> She set the empty glass onto the tray and then plucked a cigarette and a book of matches. <strong>“Thanks luv,”</strong> she said with a wink. Once Eliza was in the middle of the dance floor, she sniffed the fag in her hand and her face lit up as she recognized the smell as kind bud. <strong>“Oh, bloody ripper!”</strong> she said excitedly as she struck the match and lit up, taking a deep inhale and holding the joint up as she danced.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Hogwarts: A New Beginning [Darley Penthouse]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Totoro</strong> on <strong>08-03-2019, 16:20:01</strong>
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				<br><div class="floatleft">(https://mir-s3-cdn-cf.behance.net/project_modules/max_1200/fc082835007785.56e69e1b15f32.jpg)</div><div class="floatright">(https://vignette.wikia.nocookie.net/harrypotter/images/a/ae/Hogwartscrest.png/revision/latest?cb=20110806202805)</div><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><strong>NAME:</strong> Elizabeth Nightshade (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=299655.msg14713380#msg14713380)<br><strong>HOUSE | YEAR:</strong> Slythering | 7th<br><strong>BLOOD STATUS:</strong> PUREBLOOD<br><strong>WAND:</strong> 10.5" | Blackthorn | Horned Serpent Horn<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> A lacy slightly short black dress that shows her shoulder, chest and neck tattoos. 5" Stiletto heels that make her 6'4". <br><strong>DATE | TIME:</strong> Saturday, 26 October, 2019 | Night<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Darley Penthouse | Main Hall<br><strong>CONTENT:</strong> Arriving at the party<br><strong>MOOD MUSIC:</strong> Led Zeppelin - Black Dog (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=QuzAxJQElqs)<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Open</td></tr></tbody></table><br><hr><br>Elizabeth often marvelled when Dior invited her to parties. There was nothing that girl wouldn't do to stay popular with everyone. And Elizabeth's responses came in two distinct flavours. When she was focused on studying it was a resounding 'Fuck no'. And when she'd simply had enough and needed to cut loose she was one of the most enthusiastic, often arriving early to the party and wholly dropping her classy, ladylike and controlled demeanour. When she let go she tended to do so entirely. It was usually an unspoken thing. Elizabeth's tendency to completely lose herself once she started drinking. Or worse. Elizabeth and drugs were a volatile combination at best. Then again she wasn't a great deal better around pretty women. She went from resistant and uninterested to throwing herself at just about anyone who looked good. <br><br>And today, one way or another, Elizabeth was in the mood to drop her act. For the first two months back at school she had been incredibly diligent and studious, and her overworked brain could not take the stress a moment longer. She'd been anxiously awaiting the party's arrival for a few days already, thoroughly planning her outfit and intentions. The former stuck well, but she knew the latter would be lost once she arrived. She'd find a vice and stick to it, and it was always impossible to predict her own path once she cut free of sensibility. <br><br>Early evening she'd set about bathing, selecting her clothing and applying her makeup. The black dress she'd wear would show her tattoos, most notably the crow and butterfly on her left shoulder and the basilisk at her right, but also the lyrics around her collar and neck and the heart between her breasts. Elizabeth wasn't at all shy about the way her body was decorated, though she'd never shown off that slightly unnerving tattoo at her chest this plainly before. At least not in public. Despite her height she didn't care about the impact wearing heels had, knowing they'd make her notably taller than most of the men, let alone the other girls. If anything she was glad to know in advance that she would turn heads in her direction.<br><br>When it came time she easily found her way to the Darley Penthouse, having headed there before for other parties over the years. Her heels clicked as she walked, already garnering attention on her swift trip through Hogwarts and Hogsmeade. But just about everyone knew that bothering Elizabeth was a bad idea. She'd bitten off her fair share of heads when she felt disrespected, mostly to make sure others understood she wasn't a girl who threw herself at anyone. Even if tonight she intended on finding one person to throw herself at.<br><br>When she arrived Elizabeth pushed open the door after knocking sharply, marching right by Gabby without acknowledging her. Elizabeth had no coat, for a start, and had no interest in the elf's frequent rudeness. She had no problem with house elves as a whole, but that one was frustrating. At least to her short temper. Once inside Elizabeth took a moment to appreciate what Dior had done with the place. As much as they had their differences she could admire the aesthetic. Though she still hadn't settled she made her way to the nearest cigarette girl, fetching herself a glass of champagne with a polite smile, winking at the girl and already feeling she would be more likely to fall victim to the sin of lust, if anything. She was patient enough to wait, though, and rather than approaching the few she recognised she sipped her drink and enjoyed the atmosphere around her.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Hogwarts: A New Beginning [Darley Penthouse]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Malrunar</strong> on <strong>08-03-2019, 19:06:05</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/QLB4q0X.jpg)</div><div class="floatright">(https://i.imgur.com/MbTutcl.png)</div><br><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><strong>NAME:</strong> Bambi “Bam” Trémaux &nbsp;(https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=299655.msg14665939#msg14665939)<br><strong>YEAR:</strong> Third Year<br><strong>BLOOD STATUS:</strong> Pureblood<br><strong>WAND:</strong> 9 ¾ inches / Rosewood / Unicorn Hair (https://i.imgur.com/ZLtC9NW.jpg)<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> This dress, (https://i.imgur.com/mjbiyxR.jpg) with these heels (https://i.imgur.com/3b0VDty.jpg) and these braids (https://i.imgur.com/14LB8OF.jpg)<br><strong>DATE | TIME:</strong> October 26th, Evening<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Darley Penthouse<br><strong>CONTENT:</strong> Trying new things<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Open</td></tr></tbody></table><br><br><hr><br>Hogwarts was unlike anything she had experienced before and it was a challenge to take it all in stride. The staircases moved for starters, there was a mischievous poltergeist that liked to play rude tricks on the students and the comfortable safety of routine was interrupted by how unfamiliar everything was. At first, Bambi felt completely overwhelmed and clenched with panic, but the warmth of the students and her own resolve to break through barriers pulled her through some of her shyness and into a state of determination.<br><br>Well, at least it did for a little while. Whenever she was around Eliza, Bambi felt bold and empowered and more of the woman she had always wanted to be. Yes, she was going to rock these tests. Yes, she was going to make new friends and new memories that would make her chuckle when she was old and grey. Yes, Eliza, she was going to wear that dress and strut in those heels and… <em>Oh god…</em> What had she been thinking?!<br><br>Not for the first time, Bambi Trémaux sighed to herself and pulled at the hem of her skirt. It wasn’t nearly as short as she imagined it to be, she was perfectly capable of walking without flashing anyone and it didn’t ride up thanks to a simple charm she had mustered together. She was comfortable, the fabric was soft and didn’t itch. The heels were one of the few arts she had mastered but her hesitation was making her feel more like a newborn giraffe rather than a graceful addition to the Hogwarts. All of the adrenaline from yesterday’s feast evaporated and she was left with an endless stream of excuses inside of her head. <em>Sorry, I can’t go, I got lost,</em> was one of them. Even though the directions were straightforward. Even though she was standing at the door and could see people trickling into the halls. Music pulsed inside, people were laughing and drinking and having a good time. There was absolutely nothing wrong with this situation.<br><br>Bambi dropped her eyes as if she might have found roots ensnaring her ankles. <em>I couldn’t go, I got stuck by some crazy plants.</em> But, no, there was just the simple nude strap from her heels, nothing but her own head was keeping her from crossing the threshold.<br><br>People were going to start thinking she was some sort of vampire if she kept standing there.<br><br>Plus, her hair looked fantastic. It would be a shame just to run back to her private room and spend the evening behind closed doors with her nose in a book.<br><br>Wringing her hands together, she took the plunge and found herself moving forward, checking in her coat but almost immediately reclaiming it due to the house elf. Perhaps she <em>was</em> at the wrong place? Or maybe she wasn’t really supposed to be here? But the elf shooed her off and the witch didn’t have much of a choice.<br><br>The moment champagne was offered, she downed the flute in seconds and the warmth it provided helped. <em>Okay… You’ve got this.</em> But she took a second glass just to be sure, sipping on this one more slowly as she went on the hunt for familiar faces and, she hoped, reassurance that stepping out of her comfort zone wasn’t as horrible as it felt sometimes.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Hogwarts: A New Beginning [Darley Penthouse]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Heartsink</strong> on <strong>08-03-2019, 21:28:35</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://i.pinimg.com/originals/40/56/39/4056395aef78e09fdb9880b8fffadcdd.png)</div><div class="floatright">(https://i.imgur.com/yuExVFv.png)</div><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><strong>NAME:</strong> Rhys Morahan (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=299655.msg14664047#msg14664047)<br><strong>YEAR:</strong> Gryffindor, 6th Year<br><strong>BLOOD STATUS:</strong> Half-blood<br><strong>WAND:</strong> 10 inches, Chestnut, Dragon heartstring, Flexible<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> Pictured, timbs, black jeans, navy blue shirt<br><strong>DATE | TIME:</strong> October 26th, Evening<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Darley Penthouse<br><strong>CONTENT:</strong> Challenge is on<br><strong>MOOD MUSIC:</strong> Dean Lewis - Waves (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=dKlgCk3IGBg)<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Bartender, Bambi, Open<br><strong>MENTIONING:</strong> Valentin, Dior, Eliza, Elizabeth, Mack</td></tr></tbody></table><br><hr><br>Rhys walked to Hogsmeade with a plastic bag hanging from his left hand, his right in his pocket, next to his wand. He looked nothing like the sort of guests that would attend Dior's parties normally, dressed casually, never bothering with fancy suits or the likes. He was not posh, he was proud of his background and would never pretend to be something else. All these uptight witches and wizards could go fuck themselves as far as he was concerned. Suit-wearing penguins were laughable to him, but he did appreciate the fine clothes and hairstyles of the opposite sex. As he entered the building, he saw the Darley house elf, who he had met before at previous parties. Rhys liked house elves, they were pretty useful and usually funny, even though they were unpleasing to look at. <br><br>"Heya Gabby, missed me?" Rhys greeted the elf with a smug look on his face. <br><br>As he made his way inside the penthouse, he noticed Dior talking with some skinny bloke he had never seen before. <em>Who the fuck is that?</em> he questioned in his mind, shaking his head. She'd get her delivery later, then, but first he needed a drink to start off the evening. His eyes wandered over other attendees and noticed Elizabeth, a familiar face, one he saw as perfectly emulating the uptight witch stereotype he thought of earlier. <em>Bloody giraffe,</em> he thought, giving her a slightly disapproving look as he nevertheless checked her out, since she was smashing. <br><br>His eyes then changed orbit to a larger mass in Eliza, with Rhys genuinely taken aback by what he was seeing. <em>Fucking hell, what are the wings for? Never mind flying can she even walk?</em> he wondered. There was a challenge with Mack he intended to win, and as such everyone was game. The elephant would be last resort though, and at least count for two, for the effort. Tonight there would be plenty of fishes to catch. <br><br>Speaking of which, the bartender looked fit as hell as he approached the bar and put his right hand on the counter. <br><br>"Hey there, how's been your night so far?" he asked, smiling and appearing casual as he glanced around, waiting for her answer. There was none. "I'll take that as a 'neither good nor bad' response, luv," he said, looking behind her at the bottle selection. "Dior always picks the best staff, but if you're up for it we can get in a bit of trouble, I'm sure she won't mind if she don't know," he suggested, his eyes searching hers, trying to get a response. In vain. "Alright, alright, I see your play, you're leaving me on seen," he said, shrugging a shoulder. "I'm not as dodgy as I look, luv, I'm telling ya." No response again. "I'm gonna be right back," he said, deciding it was best to leave it at that, for now. <br><br>He walked over to the hallway near the kitchen and fetched himself a glass of champagne. <em>Might as well get a bit posh, it's on the house either way,</em> he thought, lifting his glass and taking a sip. He then took noticed of Bambi, drinking nearby and walked over to her. <br><br>"Damn, you a pengting alright, luv, how ya doin'? The name's Rhys," he said, smiling and hitting his glass of champagne against her own, toasting to their meeting. His left hand was still holding the plastic bag and his right hand the glass of champagne so he couldn't offer any to shake. "You're gonna outshine the one who's hosting this party, quite the dangerous and alluring path," he added with a cocky smirk. "So, where you from?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Hogwarts: A New Beginning [Darley Penthouse]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Malrunar</strong> on <strong>09-03-2019, 03:37:59</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/jjdYHyu.jpg)</div><div class="floatright">(https://i.imgur.com/yuExVFv.png)</div><br><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><strong>NAME:</strong> Mackenzie “Mack” O’Hare (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=299655.msg14674148#msg14674148)<br><strong>YEAR:</strong> Fifth, Gryffindor<br><strong>BLOOD STATUS:</strong> Half-Blood<br><strong>WAND:</strong> Beech / 12” / Horned Serpent Horn (https://i.imgur.com/xVVNflt.jpg)<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> This right hurr (https://i.imgur.com/KBN0flw.jpg) with these bitch-shoes (https://i.imgur.com/IOCSl4A.jpg). Also also: this necklace from Aleks (https://i.imgur.com/2Sj41ap.jpg)<br><strong>DATE | TIME:</strong> 26th October, Evening<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Darley Penthouse<br><strong>CONTENT:</strong> Raided closets, alcohol and loud music<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Rhys, Bambi<br><strong>MENTIONING:</strong> Grace, Dior and Valenin</td></tr></tbody></table><br><hr><br>Not for the first time, Mackenzie discovered that she didn’t exactly think her plan all the way through. The idea of making a bet with Rhys was all for fun, a friendly competition against two overly competitive little fucks who would get a good laugh at it in the end. At least, that had been her intention when she goaded him into it. But when the deal was made and the schools arrived, all of those flirty little skirts and broad shoulders were out on full display. Mackenzie realized she was in over her head.<br><br>She didn’t exactly lack any self-confidence. If anything, she could learn a little humility and she knew that. But while the students at Hogwarts knew her mannerisms and her wily ways the new additions were on a level playing field. First impressions were important, and despite her confidence and her <em>loud</em> personality, she was going to need more than a wild mane of red hair to get the attention this particular game of lust required. And as much fun as this game was going to be, she still had her personal rules and code of ethics to consider. She might have enjoyed sex and shared the experience a bit freely, but calling her easy was a mistake.<br><br>She went to Dior for help. Just before the party was due to start, Mack found herself standing in her underwear with her hands on her hips, looking at a selection of clothes she had pulled out of the closet that belonged to the other woman. There was a lot to choose from and fashion wasn’t exactly Mackenzie’s strong suit. Had she thought ahead she would have had Grace join her. Or, if she was even better prepared, she would have dragged both women out with her to the shops in order to purchase a couple of outfits that were a bit more complimentary than her messy drawers allowed.<br><br>Her goal was to be like a really good perfume. Just enough to tease the senses and invite those curious enough to move in closer for another taste. It was time for her A-game.<br><br><em>Where the hell did that come from?</em> Maybe she was spending too much time with Grace’s Cosmo magazines.<br><br>What she settled on was ultimately a conclusion of frustration and dwindling patience. Black shorts that matched with a black, lacy top. Too cold for autumn in Scotland, but indoors with pulsing music and dancing bodies it would be comfortable. The silk robe probably was meant for the shower or the spa or something, but it did a good job at hiding the webbing of scars that trailed from the base of her neck down to her ankles and those unsightly things normally creeped people out. That would be the opposite of what she was going for. <br><br>Just a little makeup on her eyes, all of that flaming red hair was pulled back in the most organized bun of her life and at this point, Mack was bored and ready to join the masses accumulating downstairs. She put her bare feet into some spiky heels and hoped she wouldn’t break her neck coming down the stairs.<br><br>Whatever the tournament had planned for its contestants couldn’t be more challenging than walking in heels that lifted her an extra three inches from the ground. She didn’t quite understand how some women could do this daily. What was wrong with a perfectly good pair of trainers?<br><br>Who was she kidding? She loved the way heels made her legs look. She fancied them on the ladies she got friendly with after all.<br><br>When Mackenzie joined the party there were already guests mingling about, some familiar, some not, but it was quite early yet. Dior was talking with a rather awkward looking man. He looked a little like a puppy who hadn’t quite grown into his coat. A little gangly, a bit dorky and certainly out of his comfort zone. Something told her that this was his first <em>party</em>, because any celebration not thrown by Dior was reduced to a simple shin-dig in comparison.<br><br>Rhy was already at work, chatting up a gorgeous blonde who screamed 'virgin' if there ever was one.<br><br><em>Do I?</em> Grabbing a drink from one of the passing servers, Mackenzie felt herself smirk before strolling up to the pair. <em>Who am I kidding? The game is on.</em><br><br>"Rhys!" Just to be irritating, she rolled the R extra hard for her friend and draped her free arm across his shoulders. This was made easier by heels which added to her height. "Just the bloke I was looking for! And who is this gem you've found?"<br><br>The blonde was blushing. While the crimson lighting didn't make it too clear, Mackenzie was pretty good at picking up details. She gave the girl credit for trying, even as she pulled at her wrists and spoke with a soft voice that was thickly accented, but clear. "Bambi Tremaux," a slight pause, before she answered Rhys' question, despite her accent making it obvious. "I attend Beauxbaton. It's a pleasure to meet you both."<br><br>"Tremaux? Isn't your headmistress a Tremaux?"<br><br>Bambi answered with a nod and "Oui," before explaining further. "The headmistress is also my aunt."<br><br>Mackenzie's grin was slow, but it stretched out across her lips until she was flashing white teeth. She smiled then more pointedly at Rhys, almost as if to say, <em>You're so out of your league with this one.</em> With a satisfied sip of her champagne, she eagerly awaited to see just how he might reply. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Hogwarts: A New Beginning [Darley Penthouse]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Heartsink</strong> on <strong>09-03-2019, 05:08:20</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://i.pinimg.com/originals/40/56/39/4056395aef78e09fdb9880b8fffadcdd.png)</div><div class="floatright">(https://i.imgur.com/yuExVFv.png)</div><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><strong>NAME:</strong> Rhys Morahan (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=299655.msg14664047#msg14664047)<br><strong>YEAR:</strong> Gryffindor, 6th Year<br><strong>BLOOD STATUS:</strong> Half-blood<br><strong>WAND:</strong> 10 inches, Chestnut, Dragon heartstring, Flexible<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> Pictured, timbs, black jeans, navy blue shirt<br><strong>DATE | TIME:</strong> October 26th, Evening<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Darley Penthouse<br><strong>CONTENT:</strong> Challenge is on<br><strong>MOOD MUSIC:</strong> Imagine Dragons - Thunder (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=fKopy74weus)<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Bambi, Mack, Open<br><strong>MENTIONING:</strong> N/A</td></tr></tbody></table><br><hr><br>As he awaited Bambi's reaction, he heard his name said in the most annoying way and then felt an arm go around his shoulders. Before he even turned his head, he knew who it would be. With the heels she was in, she was almost his height, which irritated him slightly. With the red lighting she looked even redder than usual. <br><br><em>Just the bloke I was looking for! And who is this gem you've found?</em><br><br>He squinted his eyes slightly. <em>You're gonna play that way, huh?</em> he thought, staring into her eyes, before glancing back at Bambi who was now talking. <br><br><em>"Bambi Tremaux. I attend Beauxbaton. It's a pleasure to meet you both."</em><br><br>She and Mack exchanged a few thoughts on her family name while Rhys absorbed the information. Her accent was cute, as was her general demeanor. He wondered how she'd be in bed, if she'd stay shy or would blossom and show her free self. Mack's smiled at him cheekily, as if to say something, but Rhys was not discouraged. Was Bambi a goody two shoes to comply with her family name or was she a little rebel that'd mingle with the masses, the half-bloods and Muggle-borns? <em>I guess we'll find out,</em> he thought, the excitement of getting in trouble with the French lot enticing him. <br><br>"French lass, huh?" Rhys commented, nodding his head like it was the answer he was waiting for. He had heard the other Continental girls were easier but a French appetizer was always welcome. Then he registered her first name and almost spat out a bit of champagne he was drinking. "Whew, lads, we got Bambi and Princess Merida (https://vignette.wikia.nocookie.net/disney/images/d/da/Merida_web_small.jpg/revision/latest?cb=20170426170039), or that truck from Cars (https://vignette.wikia.nocookie.net/pixar/images/f/f7/MackCars3Artwork.jpg/revision/latest?cb=20170430135041), as you prefer," Rhys let out with a chuckle, unable to resist laughing at the situation. "What's next? Some Chinese lass will show up and say her name's Mulan?" he asked with a louder laugh this time. "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, it's a cool name, better than mine, really. But fucking hell, mate, you've got some bad luck being related to the headmistress of your school and have a parent naming you after a Disney character..." he summed up, shaking his head with compassion towards Bambi. "But hey, you're in luck now having met me. I can show you around whenever you want, show you the good stuff. Speaking of which, you do anything? Molly, lines, weed, or just alcohol?" he inquired, twisting the handle of the plastic bag with his left fingers, causing it to turn along his leg, before downing his glass of champagne. <br><br>Asking about drugs off the bat seemed like a bold move, but Rhys knew how to back off in such a situation if the lass wasn't up for it, which was rarely the case, especially back in London. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Hogwarts: A New Beginning [Darley Penthouse]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Rel Mayer</strong> on <strong>09-03-2019, 18:18:40</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://media.gettyimages.com/photos/actor-evan-peters-is-photographed-for-august-man-on-march-14-2016-in-picture-id529786874?s=612x612)</div><div class="floatright">(https://i.imgur.com/yuExVFv.png)</div><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><strong>NAME:</strong> Derek Darley (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=299655.msg14655389#msg14655389)<br><strong>YEAR:</strong> Ravenclaw 6th Year<br><strong>BLOOD STATUS:</strong> PUREBLOOD<br><strong>WAND:</strong> 13 Inches | English Oak | Wampus Cat Hair<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> Acid wash jeans, banana and lemon printed button-up shirt with a collar, messy hair<br><strong>DATE | TIME:</strong> Saturday, 26 October, 2019 | Night<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Darley Penthouse | Back Rooms<br><strong>CONTENT:</strong> Helping his sister out, trying to fix things, <br><strong>MOOD MUSIC:</strong> Kavinsky - Nightcall (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=MV_3Dpw-BRY)<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Dior, Valentin, Eliza (mentioned), Rhys (mentioned), OPEN </td></tr></tbody></table><br><br><hr><br>A sigh slipped through Derek's lips as he stood near one of the smaller rooms in the back. His room, in fact, that had been turned into what Derek could only assume was Dior's fantasy of a sexual den of desires. The blood soaked lightly spawning over a coach where his desk used to be. Another large couch displayed in plush fashion right where his bed used to be. Eyes lingered around the familiar walls, but now unfamiliar environment. His wand was out and extended as he continued to drape the long curtains over the windows. Helping Dior out with her last finishing touches as he lazily waved his arm around. Already he could hear people attending the party and Dior being the hospitable host. To <em>their</em> penthouse. That still made his stomach tighten just a bit. A flare of anger here and there, even if he had already brought the frustrations up to Dior. <br><br>Then, somehow, she had convinced him to help her out before the party. In truth, he felt rather bad for blowing up on her a few days ago, which was why he was roped into doing this work before the party. It was his duty as a Darley, but at the same time he wanted nothing more than to trot on over to Audrey and arrive at the party with her arm locked on his. It was an old fashion way of thinking, but Audrey brought out this side of Derek that he wasn't accustomed to. He liked her. Like <em>reallllllyy</em> liked her. Her stomach clenched in another knot. Knowing what was going to escape his mouth today.<br><br>He was going to ask Audrey to go steady with him. Officially and on the record. <br><br>Which was why it was probably for the best that he was on his twin sister's good side for the party. Things had been rather volatile between them since the start of the year, and he wanted things to calm down. In truth, he missed Dior even if he was so excited about the person he was becoming and breaking out of his shell. At the end of the day, they were twins. They shared blood. They shared everything together and Derek didn't want to lose that. This year was a big hiccup for them to learn their new roles apart from each other, but he had hoped it would all resolve itself with time. Just like the curtain that finally latched and stuck against the huge glass window of a wall. Igniting the blood soaked theme of Dior's party.<br><br>"There," he said rather victoriously wiping his hands clean with a grin as he tucked his wand away in the pocket of his acid washed jeans. His outfit screamed a stark contrast to the vibe of the party. A lemon collared shirt that buttoned up the top. Leaving a few buttons open so that his fit chest could be seen. His hair messier than normal, but in a cute way that seemed slightly managed. He also didn't look incredibly tired today. It was a big change to how he often looked like he rolled out of bed. He wanted to look nice and presentable today. For obvious reasons of presenting himself in a formidable way to the new schools and also making sure to lock down Audrey if she was also on the same page. <br><br>His hands went down to his phone and he composed a message to send to her. A grin on his face as he did. He contemplated putting a few kissy face and heart emojis. Then frowned at the thought thinking it was maybe a bit too much. He erased them and instead pressed send on the message. Slipping his phone back into his pocket and joining the party.<br><br>Already people were gathering together and chatting. Derek felt naked without smoking in his hands. One of the cigarette girls passed by with a variety of drugs and Derek frowned a bit. Deciding against it for now, but maybe later on in the night depending on how things went. Instead he slipped over to the kitchen and made himself some whiskey on the rocks. American whiskey. He smirked and held the drink in his hand sipping it. At first he lingered around until he saw Dior. He slipped beside her just in passing, as it seemed like a nice guy with a French accent was thanking Dior. <br><br>Derek wanted for a moment and then leaned into say, "Hey, it's done. Place looks fucking rad, you were right." He smiled at her and then rested his hand on her smaller shoulder and gave it a tight squeeze. A sort of small exchange between a brother and sister, but really Derek was trying to mend those broken fences that they had both equally demolished. Derek turned to Valentin and then said, "I'm Derek Darley. Dior's twin brother, but Dior did a great job coming up with this party to really make you lot feel welcome. Make sure to tell her that." <br><br>He would stay for the pleasantries, but keep looking down at his phone every so often. In fact, he had on intended on leaving this small conversation as soon as he found a new group to socialize with (that Rhys was not in) and whenever Audrey would decide to grace him with her presence. His eyes went down to his phone to see if she responded back. His feet felt like tapping he was so nervous, and his eyes lingered over to very oddly dressed woman tearing it up on the dance floor. A smile came to his lips. If only he gave no fucks like Eliza. <br><br>If he had to wait much longer, he'd consider downing the rest of his drink and joining her. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Hogwarts: A New Beginning [Darley Penthouse]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Rel Mayer</strong> on <strong>09-03-2019, 18:49:47</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://www.fhfff.com/img3/jwujghfdmtijxsmgcbuk.jpg)</div><div class="floatright">(https://i.imgur.com/yuExVFv.png)</div><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><strong>NAME:</strong> Derek Darley (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=299655.msg14655389#msg14655389)<br><strong>YEAR:</strong> Ravenclaw 6th Year<br><strong>BLOOD STATUS:</strong> PUREBLOOD<br><strong>WAND:</strong> 13 Inches | English Oak | Wampus Cat Hair<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> Blue sweater, blue collared shirt, blue jeans, and very messy hair<br><strong>DATE | TIME:</strong> 24th of October - Morning<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Hallway | Penthouse<br><strong>CONTENT:</strong> Maybe taking it a bit far.<br><strong>MOOD MUSIC:</strong> Justice - Stress (https://youtu.be/0qXmxVySMzw)<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Dior, CLOSED </td></tr></tbody></table><br><br><hr><br>"What the fuck is up with you today?!" Derek said the second that the door swung open with wide eyes and stern lips. <br><br>He had expected to hear something escape Dior's mouth. Some sort of sassy comment or lame excuse as to why his key no longer worked. Or as to why she had decided to change the entire Penthouse without asking him! Granddad said it was theirs during the school year, and that didn't meant just Dior's! It was such a small thing, but it was the straw that broke the camel's back. Derek took a wide step into the penthouse and slammed the door behind him. So loud that it shook the wall. He felt the sensation of his sweater on his body making him feel incredibly warm. Instantly he went to it stretching and dragging against the material to pull it off of his body. Feeling as he was stuck inside of the sweater as he tried to pull it off of his face. <br><br>"Errr-grrrr!!" he said out of frustration before throwing the sweater down on the ground in his messy way. Stomping with his trainers over to Dior who was obviously ignoring him and walking away. As if he didn't deserve at least a fucking excuse as to why she wasn't talking to him about this. As to why she was being such a twat ever since the year began, and why she had never told him about what she did to Curt! He could only imagine that similar things that he brushed off or never even noticed. He was seeing Dior through lenses of rage, and it made her look like a manipulative bitch that controlled him. Yes, he may have been taking things out of proportion, but he wasn't the most calm when he was under stress.<br><br>"Dior!" he barked again now speeding up his pace as he grabbed her by the wrist. This time his grip was tight. He pulled her wrist toward him and twisted her arm to force her to turn and face him. "The least you could do after your mess is to be fucking honest with me!" Derek barked again through the bloody lights that made him feel even more angry than before. He was literally seeing red from her decorations.<br><br>That's when he pulled in his twin sister in the way that they often did in their past toying around. His hand clenched her slender wrist as he raised it toward him, forcing her to cock her elbow as he raised that slender arm up. He then twisted it to make her turn around and face him. Their obvious height difference causing him to look down at her with those angry eyes. And his trainers walking closer and closer to Dior. His eyes screamed nothing more than rage as he looked at her in a way that he hadn't before. His neck tilting his head downward until he was no more than inches away. His breath was hot, he was breathing heavy, but his eyes were so narrow. There was no coy smirk on his face. <br><br>"Now fucking tell me what's been up your ass these past few months? Why didn't you tell me about Curt? Why didn't you tell me about this party? Why the fuck are you not talking to me?" Derek said in a lower tone to her. Smelling her perfume, the scent of her shampoo, and the general closeness of their proximity. His cock twitched in his pants. Obviously aroused by his anger, and that's when his tight grip around her wrist loosened. His snarl dropped from his face. A look of shock came over his eyes, as he realized he may have been pressing her too far. Especially since an obvious boundary had been set between them recently. <br><br>However, Derek did not apologize. He would, however, would not be surprised if Dior decided to slap him across the face for being so forceful with her and yelling at her. His immaturity showed through as he quickly deflected from his brash movement. "The lights look fucking stupid," he added.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Hogwarts: A New Beginning [Darley Penthouse]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mellific</strong> on <strong>09-03-2019, 23:55:39</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/d/db/AudreyCloseUpParty.jpg)</div><div class="floatright">(https://vignette.wikia.nocookie.net/harrypotter/images/a/ae/Hogwartscrest.png/revision/latest?cb=20110806202805)</div><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><strong>NAME:</strong> Audrey Thorup (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=299655.msg14662805#msg14662805)<br><strong>YEAR:</strong> Fourth | Ravenclaw <br><strong>BLOOD STATUS:</strong> Muggle born <br><strong>WAND:</strong> 10 ½ | Larch | Snallygaster heartstring<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> This outfit (https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/8/83/PartyModeAudrey.jpg)<br><strong>DATE | TIME:</strong> Saturday, October 26th, 2019 | Night<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Darley Penthouse | Halls<br><strong>CONTENT:</strong> But first, let me take a selfie...<br><strong>MOOD MUSIC:</strong> Mindless Self Indulgence - Never Wanted to Dance (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=EuTpfAxkUek)<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Derek | Kinda Dior and kinda Valentin | Open-ish</td></tr></tbody></table><br><hr><br>It should come as no surprise that Audrey’s fashion sense was completely nonexistent. Most of her clothing consisted of items she found while dumpster diving or at estate sales of old people shortly after they passed away. <br><br>Naturally, that meant, for even the biggest of ragers - hosted by the princess of parties; Dior Darley herself - Audrey’s wardrobe would remain just as pitiful as ever. She dressed like someone’s grandmother most of the time, and a homeless person who lived in a residential dumpster the rest of the time. <br><br>The dress she decided to wear to the party looked like an old woman’s tablecloth or loveseat sofa, with its floral, almost inkblot looking designs. At least it was clean, even if it did smell a bit like mothballs. Or maybe that was just her imagination, because as soon as she set foot inside the Darley penthouse, all of her senses were altered. <br><br>Everything was red - blood red. Either the walls were trying to tell everyone that Dior was getting a special visit from her Aunt Flo, or the theme of the party was blood to make some other statement. Audrey’s normally dull expression was livened by the atmosphere at once. <br><br>“Wow,” she mouthed, making her way deeper into the party. She kept her eyes open for Derek, passing around crowds and squeezing by people who didn’t notice her at all. It was easy for her to sneak through the party, since she typically went around being invisible.<br><br>In a little while, she found Derek standing near Dior and someone else who she didn’t recognize. “Oooh,” she cooed, grabbing hold of the whiskey in his hand and taking an appreciative inhale of it. “Hello alcohol, my old friend,” she imitated the song that had become a popular meme (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qYS0EeaAUMw) on the internet.<br><br>She took a swig and swallowed it down harshly, then sighed out in contentment, making a bit of a groaning sound that should have probably been reserved for the bedroom. Her eyes even rolled backward, showing a lot of the white space that existed there. After licking her lips and lowering her head to regard the eyes of those in front of her, Audrey handed the glass back to Derek. <br><br>“I’ll just get him out of your hair.” She draped an arm around Derek’s shoulder and turned them both, then walked off with no real direction or purpose. “Show me the deepest, darkest corners of this place, Derek.” She whispered against his ear, just barely managing to resist the urge to nip at his earlobe. “Somewhere that no one will judge us for kinks and fetishes,” she smirked darkly, turning to face him. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Hogwarts: A New Beginning [Darley Penthouse]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mellific</strong> on <strong>10-03-2019, 13:19:10</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://i.pinimg.com/736x/11/ec/30/11ec305ad14e9fc040705b1cf3b0285b.jpg)</div><div class="floatright">(https://vignette.wikia.nocookie.net/harrypotter/images/f/f3/DurmstrangCrest.png/revision/latest?cb=20160112161151)</div><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><strong>NAME:</strong> Aaren Sandstrom (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=299655.msg14658128#msg14658128)<br><strong>YEAR:</strong> Fifth<br><strong>BLOOD STATUS:</strong> Half-blood<br><strong>WAND:</strong> 12 inch | Redwood | Dragon Heartstring <br><strong>WEARING:</strong> This outfit, without sunglasses (http://cdn01.cdn.justjaredjr.com/wp-content/uploads/2015/11/gregg-fitness/gregg-sulkin-fitness-inspiration-faking-set-05.jpg)<br><strong>DATE | TIME:</strong> Saturday, October 26th, 2019 | Night<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Darley Penthouse | Lost<br><strong>CONTENT:</strong> Open heart, open mind, never know who you'll find...<br><strong>MOOD MUSIC:</strong> DNCE - Kissing Strangers (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wzZWXrlDj-A)<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Open | Expecting Dyani | (Mentioning Dior)</td></tr></tbody></table><br><hr><br>He had to hand it to the lot at Hogwarts. They said the walls talked, but he had no idea what he was in for. The rumor mill was quite advanced. Unlike at Durmstrang, where it seemed like everyone was so self absorbed that they could not afford themselves the extra moments to waste, thinking about someone else. Dior had thrown a party at a penthouse in Hogsmeade and Aaren had no idea if the place was this large ordinarily, or if she used magic to expand it, but it looked like a proper night club, for the event. <br><br>Everyone had been invited as far as he could tell, but the purpose of the party was to get the students from all three schools mingling. Aaren had to admit, that was the most appealing aspect of it, for him. A month ago, he was questioning his ability to get out of the funk he had been in, perhaps in a bit of denial about just how lonely he had made himself in recent time. The Tournament acted as a sort of reminder for Aaren; it was time to move forward, to make his way up the hill, rather than remaining at the base of it and looking up, filled with doubt and fear. <br><br>When he reached the bar and leaned against the counter to consider what he was in the mood for, Aaren smirked at his own choice of apparel. His maroon colored dress shirt, which lay comfortably and casually over a fitted white tee, nearly matched the blood red walls in every single room. Though he hadn’t planned it, he thought it was rather fitting. In his outfit, he looked like he may have been one of the wait staff, rather than an attendee to the party. <br><br>Shrugging it off, Aaren chose not to pay it any mind and ordered himself brännvin. When he got a questioning look, he translated into English. “It literally means burn wine.” The bartender nodded his head as if familiar with that phrasing and started making him the shot. He leaned away from the bar and glanced around at the collection of people, trying to find the hostess with the mostest in the crowd, but failing. Then again, judging from her pictures, she was bound to be very slight and very small. <br><br>“Here you go.” When his shot was made, Aaren turned and smiled. “Thanks,” he grabbed hold of the small glass and brought it up to his lips, then dropped his head back and gulped the liquid in one go. He slapped the glass back down when finished, hunching forward and shaking his head, exhaling a dragon sized breath, as the liquid burned all the way down - just like it promised it would. “Phew,” he finally sighed, sliding the glass back to the bartender. He motioned for another. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Hogwarts: A New Beginning [Darley Penthouse]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Swashbuckler</strong> on <strong>10-03-2019, 18:51:08</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://www.rachellsmith.com/home/wp-content/uploads/2017/04/Tom_Hopper_TheRakeMagazine_03-600x771@2x.jpg)</div><div class="floatleft">(https://data.whicdn.com/images/309133743/large.jpg)</div><div class="floatright">(https://i.imgur.com/MbTutcl.png)</div><div class="floatright">(https://vignette.wikia.nocookie.net/harrypotter/images/f/f3/DurmstrangCrest.png/revision/latest?cb=20160112161151)</div><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><strong>NAME:</strong> Aleks Kozlov (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=299655.msg14666185#msg14666185) &amp; Florian Fournier (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=299655.msg14666182#msg14666182)<br><strong>YEAR:</strong> Durmstrang and Beauxbatons 5th years<br><strong>BLOOD STATUS:</strong> Half-blood &amp; Pureblood<br><strong>WAND:</strong> (Alex: 12 inches - Ebony - Dragon Heartstring) &amp; (Florian: 10 ¾ inches, whippy - Walnut - Unicorn Hair)<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> Each as Pictured<br><strong>DATE | TIME:</strong> October 26th, Evening<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Arriving at Darley Penthouse, heading for the bar<br><strong>CONTENT:</strong> Arriving<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> OPEN<br><strong>MENTIONING:</strong> Valentin, Dior</td></tr></tbody></table><br><hr><br>"It’s a <em><strong>party</strong></em>, Aleks.&nbsp; An opening night party, and apparently this Hoggie is known for them.&nbsp; That will remain to be seen, of course.”&nbsp; Florian said grandly as they passed through the floating lanterns outside the chosen venue and made their way into the foyer.&nbsp; “To not be seen here would be tantamount to exiling ourselves.&nbsp; No, as I have said before, this is a requirement my bulky friend.”<br><br>“Yes, yes.&nbsp; Several times you have said.&nbsp; One would think you would tire of it, but again, no.”&nbsp; Aleks replied with a smirk, his large hands tugging uncomfortably at the suit jacket Florin had forced him to wear.&nbsp; Easy going as he was, Aleks had only put up a token resistance to both his friend’s insistence that they attend this party, and that he dress as something <em>‘other than a common laborer...you are trying to BREAK stereotypes mon frer!’</em><br><br>“Well, I do have to keep at it, that is true.” Florian admitted with a nod.&nbsp; “Otherwise I know you will make a break for it the moment my back is turned, and where would I be without my giant honeytrap?&nbsp; Lost, that’s where.”&nbsp; &nbsp;Passing through the first row of columns and on to the next, Florian could not restrain himself from rolling his eyes a bit.&nbsp; “Gee, I wonder what this Dior’s favorite color is.&nbsp; I’ll give you one guess.”<br><br>“Perhaps she is a vampire.” Aleks offered, shrugging as they approached the house elf at the end of the hall.&nbsp; Seeing the house elf, Florian who was far more used to servants than his overly large friend, paid it no mind, simply tossing his overcoat her way and ignoring how it draped over her head.&nbsp; Scowling at his friend, Aleks grabbed Florian’s coat off the elf and handed it and his to her as well.&nbsp; “I shall be the gentleman here, and not mention what other types of girls prefer to be seen in a red light.” Aleks rumbled with deadpan humor.&nbsp; “Although if there are any of that type here, I am sure you’ll find them.”<br><br>“Well!” Florian replied, appearing falsely scandalized.&nbsp; “You’ve grown rude as well as overly large in the last year my friend!” <br><br>“Yet, you do not deny it…” Aleks retorted, an eyebrow raised, although it might be too high for Florian to note.<br><br>“Well, I said you’ve gotten rude, not less perceptive.”&nbsp; The Frenchman admitted, passing through the doors and at last into the party proper.&nbsp; “Well, I have to say, this Darley girl DOES throw quite the spectacle.” He said, noting the beautiful serving girls first, then the dangling dancers next, before taking in the dance floor and bar.&nbsp; “Still a bit…..monochrome for my tastes, but you can’t fault a girl for sticking with her theme.&nbsp; Speaking of which, we should probably find the hostess and introduce ourselves.”&nbsp; Florian continued, ignoring Alek’s groan at the last.&nbsp; He couldn’t expect them to hide in a corner, could he?<br><br>Having a decent description, he found Dior rather quickly, although he drew to an immediate halt once he saw her.&nbsp; “Ugh, you must be joking.” Florian marvelled, noting Valentin of all people.&nbsp; “Perhaps we will introduce ourselves later.”<br><br>“You know him?”&nbsp; Aleks asked, wondering what was wrong with the skinny fellow, other than he seemed outwardly as nervous as Aleks felt inside.<br><br>“Yes, he is Beauxbatons.&nbsp; Student Union or somesuch.&nbsp; Whatever you do, don’t JOIN anything he mentions.”&nbsp; Florian scoffed.<br><br>“I am a Russian peasant.&nbsp; We are naturally leery of unions.”&nbsp; Aleks nodded, causing Florian to eyeball him to see if he was joking or not.<br><br>“Yes. Well, either way, let’s head for the bar instead.&nbsp; A little social lubricant is exactly what the doctor ordered.”<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Hogwarts: A New Beginning [Darley Penthouse]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Totoro</strong> on <strong>10-03-2019, 19:42:52</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://assets.teenvogue.com/photos/5c3fb4eae6787a2d54b09f98/master/w_1600,c_limit/IMG_3207.JPG)</div><div class="floatright">(https://vignette.wikia.nocookie.net/harrypotter/images/a/ae/Hogwartscrest.png/revision/latest?cb=20110806202805)</div><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><strong>NAME:</strong> Joseph 'Joey' Kingston (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=299655.msg14706442#msg14706442)<br><strong>HOUSE | YEAR:</strong> Gryffindor | 5th<br><strong>BLOOD STATUS:</strong> Muggle Born<br><strong>WAND:</strong> 13.5" | Red Oak | Rougarou hair<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> A loose fitting shirt, not fully buttoned, three gold chains and a pair of dark blue jeans.<br><strong>DATE | TIME:</strong> Saturday, 26 October, 2019 | Night<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Darley Penthouse | Main Hall<br><strong>CONTENT:</strong> And we can do this until we pass out<br><strong>MOOD MUSIC:</strong> Tinie Tempah Ft. Labrinth - Pass Out (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=HmXiLTfQFOM)<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Open</td></tr></tbody></table><br><hr><br>Joey didn't much care where the party was at, he was there. And even if he thought Dior was a fucking pain he knew she had a nice place, and any excuse to get drunk and meet girls was good in his books. He'd had a fun afternoon running into Eliza earlier, and he didn't intend to let his international fun stop there. As soon as he'd got showered and eaten something he'd slipped into the shirt, leaving it just the right amount of unbuttoned. Far too unbuttoned for someone like Dior, he would guess. Fuck 'em. Three gold chains later and he was very sure he'd got a look together that was going to aggravate her. <br><br>His route to the party was direct, aiming to arrive late enough that the party would be well underway. Joey had no interest in mingling at the start. He was there to get drink and pull a girl from one of the other schools if he could, and that was about it. He didn't even particularly care if he wound up finding out her name on the way to having his fun. At least Joey was honest. No lies, no manipulation. Just honestly admitting he was there for a fun way to pass the night by, and that was all. Fortunately Joey had been to parties before, and knew where to head. On the way in he passed pretty swiftly past the house elf. It made him a bit uncomfortable, but at least they got paid now. He brushed off those thoughts, not having a coat anyway. Joey handled the cold fairly well.<br><br>Once inside he was almost blindsided by the lights, surprised at the lengths Dior seemed to have gone to. He grinned wide, chuckling slightly and still walking right in despite taking a moment to adjust to the stark colours. Joey made his way straight to the nearest cigarette girl. En route he high fived several people, embraced a friend and nodded in recognition at those he knew. Once he reached her he nodded, taking the shot at a cheeky wink. He at least earned a smile in response, taking a glass of champagne. A long way off his drink of choice, but he'd take it. Free drinks were free drinks, for a start. <br><br>Although he paused, genuinely considering seeing if he could get her to drop the drinks and have some fun, he eventually decided he'd see if he could find some of the visitors. If it all went wrong with them he'd be at the cigarette girls again in no time at all, hoping brazen overconfidence would overwhelm professionalism. As it was, though, he let his eyes run around the room. He saw Dior in a heartbeat, but there was no way he was going to take a shot at that. Elizabeth he recognised, too. From this distance he couldn't tell but he was pretty sure in heels she was taller than he was. He knew better than to think he was her type, though. Mack and Rhys were the last two he recognised. It looked like Rhys was trying his luck with a girl he didn't know, and Joey gave a slight nod of recognition to the pair of them. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Hogwarts: A New Beginning [Darley Penthouse]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Totoro</strong> on <strong>10-03-2019, 20:54:36</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://i.pinimg.com/736x/87/e6/d8/87e6d89570cb4caf1f2ba9b31637c945.jpg)</div><div class="floatright">(https://vignette.wikia.nocookie.net/harrypotter/images/a/ae/Hogwartscrest.png/revision/latest?cb=20110806202805)</div><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><strong>NAME:</strong> Kat (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=299655.msg14743745#msg14743745)<br><strong>HOUSE | YEAR:</strong> Ravenclaw | 6th<br><strong>BLOOD STATUS:</strong> Muggle Born<br><strong>WAND:</strong> 12.5" | Spruce | White River Monster spine<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> A black ripped vest, backwards baseball cap and skinny jeans, hair extensions and two fake piercings <br><strong>DATE | TIME:</strong> Saturday, 26 October, 2019 | Night<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Darley Penthouse | Main Hall<br><strong>CONTENT:</strong> <br><strong>MOOD MUSIC:</strong> Jessie J - Do It Like A Dude (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=pOf3kYtwASo)<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Open</td></tr></tbody></table><br><hr><br>A party was a chance to show off, so far as Kat was concerned. One way or another a party didn't pass by without Kat finding a way to make an entrance, a point and draw eyes to her. It was too fun not to. For one thing, just as they had at the previous night's dinner, she always found a way to dress a little wrong for the event. Dior was firmly not Kat's kind of person, and was fairly sure they weren't Dior's either. That was where the backwards baseball cap came in. Kat'd slap her in the face with it if that high rent whore tried to snatch it. They grinned just putting it on, enjoying the idea. <br><br>Kat's shirt showed their incredibly slender physique, not one to care what others might think. They knew they often confused others, and didn't give a fuck. The shirt's multiple slits showed their pale chest, long hair extensions framing the word 'Create' at their centre. All in all Kat's way of standing out was often to dress differently rather than extravagantly. And Kat was pretty sure with hair most of the way down to her hips and a backwards cap on they'd manage to be different to the sea of expensive dresses and clean shirts. It wasn't that they couldn't afford those clothes, either. But they were boring. <br><br>Never one for plans Kat arrived a little late, and got lost twice in Hogsmeade. They almost made a point of wilfully trying to forget where Dior lived, despite their friendship with Derek. He served as a fortunate shield, stopping any chance that Kat acting out at Dior would stop her being invited. Although it seemed like the attention addict invited just about everyone and anyone no matter what. It was unfortunate, really, that money didn't buy originality. If it did Dior might've managed to be someone interesting. But it didn't, and she wasn't. <br><br>Stepping in though, Kat had to give her an ounce of credit. They'd not been expecting an environment like this. Kat was ready for a nightmare in white and gold, like the wet dream of a preppy interior designer. A smile managed to creep onto their lips, glancing about for a moment before strutting their way to the bar. If Kat recognised a single person en route they didn't show it, locking eyes with the barmaid from a distance. She raised one hand, waving and and slightly wiggling her fingertips with a friendly, sweet smile. As soon as she was there she leaned up to the bar, raising what was normally a gentle voice to be heard over the loud environment. "Surprise me!" She requested enthusiastically, waiting to see what kind of drink might arrive before looking around the room.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Hogwarts: A New Beginning [Darley Penthouse]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Malrunar</strong> on <strong>10-03-2019, 22:58:34</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/QLB4q0X.jpg)</div><div class="floatright">(https://i.imgur.com/MbTutcl.png)</div><br><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><strong>NAME:</strong> Bambi “Bam” Trémaux &nbsp;(https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=299655.msg14665939#msg14665939)<br><strong>YEAR:</strong> Third Year<br><strong>BLOOD STATUS:</strong> Pureblood<br><strong>WAND:</strong> 9 ¾ inches / Rosewood / Unicorn Hair (https://i.imgur.com/ZLtC9NW.jpg)<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> This dress, (https://i.imgur.com/mjbiyxR.jpg) with these heels (https://i.imgur.com/3b0VDty.jpg) and these braids (https://i.imgur.com/14LB8OF.jpg)<br><strong>DATE | TIME:</strong> October 26th, Evening<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Darley Penthouse<br><strong>CONTENT:</strong> Between a red rock and a hard place<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Rhys, Mack, Open</td></tr></tbody></table><br><br><hr><br>It wasn’t the first time someone had openly laughed in her face about her name. Bambi took it in stride, inwardly sighing at herself for being too nervous to think about introducing herself as ‘Bam’. It wasn’t <em>vastly</em> improved from the original, but she did enjoy the personal connections she had with everyone who called her that. So why not start here? Why couldn’t she make that the new normal? This was about new beginnings, after all, this was why she had wanted to come to Hogwarts so badly.<br><br>The blatant laughter didn’t surprise her. But Rhys’ open invitation for what she assumed was drugs, did. She blinked. Then she blinked again down at the bag in his hand.<br><br>“This is <em>so</em> good,” The ginger took a heavy drink from the glass in her hand, but it didn’t sound like she was just talking about the champagne.<br><br>“Uhm…” Bambi was sheltered, she knew it. The most exciting experiences she ever had played out on the pages of a book. It wasn’t her first party, drugs and alcohol were the norms even at Beauxbaton but they were things treated with a little more <em>hush hush</em>. Was this just how life was at Hogwarts? In Scotland? She wasn’t about to write off the fact that they were trying to pull her leg; but if she were to judge by the amusement on Mackenzie’s face, it seemed that this was just Rhys’ way.<br><br>“Oh. No. But… thank you.” That sounded pretty lame. There was the damn blush again, the infuriating rush of heat right to her cheeks. <em>Thank god for the red lights.</em> Maybe she could blame it on the alcohol because this time the heat only seemed to linger in her cheeks. “Are you both in the same house? I hear Hogwarts has four of them?” The idea was fascinating to her since Beauxbaton didn’t have such customs. They had enough rivalry between blood that she thought that this was just for the better.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Hogwarts: A New Beginning [Darley Penthouse]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Heartsink</strong> on <strong>10-03-2019, 23:28:51</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/5xDbZbR.png)</div><div class="floatright">(https://vignette.wikia.nocookie.net/harrypotter/images/f/f3/DurmstrangCrest.png/revision/latest?cb=20160112161151)</div><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><strong>NAME:</strong> Nadia Găină (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=299655.msg14659780#msg14659780)<br><strong>YEAR:</strong> Fifth<br><strong>BLOOD STATUS:</strong> Half-blood<br><strong>WAND:</strong> 11¾ inches, Pine, Dragon heartstring, Springy<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> Pictured, knee length, with white converse shoes (https://c.76.my/Malaysia/ws-037-converse-style-white-sneaker-unisex-men-women-shoes-one2seventy-1708-25-F496478_1.jpg); dress has two pockets by the waist, one contains her wand, the other some money in a wallet<br><strong>DATE | TIME:</strong> Saturday, 26 October, 2019 | Night<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Darley Penthouse | Bar<br><strong>CONTENT:</strong> Meeting people new and old<br><strong>MOOD MUSIC:</strong> Daughter - Landfill (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=OpWO_byqSr8)<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Aaren, Aleksey, Florian, Kat, Bartender, Open<br><strong>MENTIONING:</strong> Eliza, Rhys, Mack, Bambi, Elizabeth</td></tr></tbody></table><br><hr><br>As Nadia entered the penthouse, the red lighting almost immediately made her dizzy. Not only did it clashed with her attire, it also made it seem like they were in some brothel, which made her uncomfortable. Red was not her color, too powerful, too loving, passionate, intense. She preferred blue shades, as blue was the warmest and coldest color at the same time. Ironically, she became used to wearing red due to the Durmstrang uniform, and now she had opted for a red dress, but the lighting was too much. With a glance, she noticed that most people in attendance were dressed in quite the wide array of fashion ranging from classy to casual to nightclub redundancy. <em>I'll fit right in, then,</em> she thought, taking note of all the exists and quickly looking at each of the attendee that seemed important, trying to remember their faces. <br><br>First there was woman with wings dancing, which amused her, but she thought it was a positive sign. Maybe she could let loose a bit and go dance at some point as well, if she were to find the courage within herself. Attending the party in itself was already demanding enough. But it was a must, an unavoidable necessity in order to assess her competition in their natural states, without school supervision or staff's prying eyes. The hungry lion and the sharp fox were playing with a little bunny, while she was yet to see a familiar Durmstrang face, until she looked over to the bar and saw Aaren taking a shot, next to him was Aleksey and some guy she didn't know, either from Hogwarts or Beauxbâtons. A skinny figure was also at the bar, another unfamiliar face wearing more casual clothes. <br><br><strong>"Hey Aaren. <acronym title="Hello Alyosha">Привет Aлёша</acronym>,"</strong> she greeted Aaren and then Aleksey by the Russian diminutive for his name. She knew he preferred Aleks, for some reason, maybe because it sounded more Western. Alyosha was better in her book, which is why she used it. She politely smiled at the other people at the bar, namely Kat and Florian. <strong>"Hello, I'm Nadia."</strong><br><br>She then looked at the bartender and took a second to wonder what to order. <br><br><strong>"<acronym title="A glass of mint-flavored kvass, please">Стакан кваса со вкусом мяты, пожалуйста,</acronym>"</strong> she told the bartender, testing her luck with Russian, knowing probably only Aleksey would understand her. The bartender, who understood the language apparently, fetched her the kvass, seemingly indifferent about the choice of drink. In certain areas out east, there would be people laughing at the request. Kvass had so little alcohol it was considered non-alcoholic in her side of Europe. Nadia wasn't here to get drunk, she had learned that lesson, and almost no one could tell what she would be drinking from just the glass. <br><br>Nadia smiled when the bartender gave her the glass of kvass, thanking her in Russian and extended the eye contact they shared. She escaped the tension as the bartender looked away and attended to another person's order. Nadia smiled inwardly, looking away at the attendees and noticing an exquisite figure in a black dress with what appeared to be a tattoo on her neck and chest. She took a sip of her kvass and looked back at the people at the bar, ready to engage in conversation. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Hogwarts: A New Beginning [Darley Penthouse]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Amarlo</strong> on <strong>11-03-2019, 00:36:38</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/ja4gab6.jpg)</div><div class="floatright">(https://vignette.wikia.nocookie.net/harrypotter/images/a/ae/Hogwartscrest.png/revision/latest?cb=20110806202805)</div><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><strong>NAME:</strong> <strong>Dyani Hawthorne</strong> (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=299655.msg14685893#msg14685893)<br><strong>HOUSE | YEAR:</strong> Slytherin | 3rd<br><strong>BLOOD STATUS:</strong> Pure<br><strong>WAND:</strong> Ash | Rougarou | 9 ½ inches | Crooked and Firm<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> Just a lil somethan' (https://i.imgur.com/mk4pGXl.jpg)<br><strong>DATE | TIME:</strong> Saturday, October 26th, 2019 | Night<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Darley Penthouse | Lost<br><strong>CONTENT:</strong> Cringe worthy derp<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Aaren, Open</td></tr></tbody></table><br><hr>Dyani hadn't been one of Dior's biggest fans when she first came to Hogwarts, and even for a long time afterwards. Her impression of the high-born woman, much like herself, didn't change even when she found herself invited to her famous parties. It wasn't until last year, actually, that she got a glimpse of the show-girl from a different perspective. It wasn't something often talked about, but Dyani knew first hand that Dior took good care of her party guests - something completely foreign to her. Dyani was used to extensive parties meant to keep guests happy, but Dior had even taken Dyani's safety upon her, once upon a time ago. For that she could only offer the woman well wishes and smiles. <br><br>However, <i>this</i> party was to be something totally different. As a third year, Dyani was used to knowing just about everyone that attended. The only new faces were often Sophomores, and only those that had the balls to attend at that. This year Dior's penthouse would be invaded by so many new faces Dyani's head was already swimming with possibilities. She was a complete royal bitch to many of her old classmates, after all. She'd really had a thick stick shoved up her porcelain ass, that was for sure. She was barely skating by as it was, and had already run into a few unpleasant faces, but none of them had disarmed her so thoroughly as one in particular.<br><br>Aaren Sandstrom.<br><br><i>Ugh</i>, he was even more gorgeous than she had remembered. She honestly hadn't thought it was possible. He was beautiful before, but now? He was at least an inch or two taller, and whatever he had been doing over the last few years had really chiseled the rest of his body to near perfection. <i>You are the epitome of gross right now, gyal...</i> She muttered at herself, mirroring one of Joey's favorite terms. She kind of wished he was here right now - him or Loveday. So they could distract her from the awful feeling fluttering at the pit of her chest. Aaren was standing by one of the bars, looking just as casual as he did any day - and still she felt her heart flutter. <br><br><i>Why</i> on earth was she so bad at flirting? Loveday had been the one to really point it out to her. Her idea of flirting seemed to involve challenges and venomous tongues. In short, she had been a <i>massive</i> bitch to him even while crushing on him pretty hardcore. It was as if she were some kind of chest beating alpha that wanted to prove she was better than everyone, but it was quite the contrary, actually... She wanted so desperately for him to prove himself better than her, because then her father might have approved... <br><br><i>Woah</i>, okay, where the hell did that thought come from? Had she really been so tightly wrapped around her Dad's finger? <i>Well, there's nothing stopping you now, right?</i> Damn right, there wasn't! Dyani drew in a steadying breath that did nothing for her already racing heart, but she wasn't about to let that get in her way when she was just <i>so close</i>. Not when she could practically reach out and touch him.<br><br>"I'll have whatever <i>he's</i> having." The blonde tipped her head towards the object of her crazy affection as she slid up beside him, flashing the keeper one of her award winning smiles. "Long time no see." Her attention shifted to the boy--man standing beside her as she casually leaned against the counter. It wasn't until the tender set a familiar glass in front of her that the smile vanished and all her bluster fled with it. <i>Brännvin.</i> Why did it have to be brännvin? Clearly Aaren was a masochist. Despite herself, Dyani reached for the glass. <i>Fuck it</i>, she could do this. She'd never been one to back down from a challenge before, right...? <br><br>Except this time she probably should have. Dyani had only ever tried burn wine once in her life and she instantly regretted it, and that had only been a sip. This time she was tipping her head and tossing it back just like she'd seen Aaren do it moments before. The woman's entire face paled by three shades as her lips pursed shut just to keep her own tongue from forcing the obnoxious fluid right back out. Dyani grimaced, her entire expression screwing with abhorrence as she struggled to force the burning liquid down her throat - which only made it ten times worse. "Aaugh!" She exhaled sharply the moment it hit her stomach and shook her head as though it might dispel the fire brewing in her head. "Why do you drink that stuff?!" She practically yelped as she fanned her reddened cheeks. It was absolutely awful! 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Hogwarts: A New Beginning [Darley Penthouse]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Rel Mayer</strong> on <strong>11-03-2019, 01:32:20</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://4c79id2ej5i11apui01ll2wc-wpengine.netdna-ssl.com/wp-content/uploads/2018/09/Charli-XCX-Gallery-6.jpg)</div><div class="floatright">(https://vignette.wikia.nocookie.net/harrypotter/images/e/ea/BeauxbatonsCrestClearBg.png/revision/latest/scale-to-width-down/350?cb=20160630041801)</div><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><strong>NAME:</strong> Ria Delestrac (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=299655.msg14658834#msg14658834)<br><strong>YEAR:</strong> Year 7<br><strong>BLOOD STATUS:</strong> Half-Blood<br><strong>WAND:</strong> 12 | Vine | Veela hair<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> Lots of glitzy jewelry, a black v-neck dress that comes to her thighs, black fishnets, black open-toe heels, hair straightened and up in a pony-tail with her bangs showing<br><strong>DATE | TIME:</strong> Saturday, October 26th, 2019 | Night<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> The Bar<br><strong>CONTENT:</strong> Forcing everyone at the bar to do shots. <em>Everyone</em>. Possibly drinking some extra shots depending on who doesn't take it. <br><strong>MOOD MUSIC:</strong> Charli XCX - Break The Rules (https://youtu.be/ABhDiXbUaBE)<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong>&nbsp; Nadia, Kat, Aaren, Dyani, Aleks, Florian, Eliza, Valentin (M), Dior (M), OPEN</td></tr></tbody></table><br><br><hr><br>Ria loved parties. She especially loved rich and elaborate parties done by witches with great taste. Even if Ria hadn't met Dior Darley yet, she already liked her.<br><br>This was her element. People willing to let their guard down, and let temptation sweep in for her to toy with them. Even if she often found herself in this position time after time, as well. She didn't have to worry about studying, staying within the boundaries or rules, and she was able to do whatever the fuck she wanted and no one would judge. Especially if she was able to get them nice and drunk beforehand, which was going to be Ria's prerogative the second that she walked in. Feeling those red lights feel like blood of a new era of parties sweeping across her body. She felt fucking amazing and unstoppable. The appetite for alcohol, adventure, and great memories at an all time high.<br><br>She arrived at a normal time. Not early and not late. Just early enough to see Eliza tearing it up on the dance floor and her brother nervously stumbling to thank the host with a few other people joining the small group. Eliza on the dance floor? Suddenly she didn't feel like dancing. Valentin talking to the host? Suddenly she didn't feel like talking to the hostess. Her brown eyes with heavy sparkled eye shadow then found the bar. The delicious bar with all of the alcohol her heart could desire. She truly hoped the magic could keep up with her, because Ria was not stopping tonight. Knowing Babs, she assumed that her partner in crime would be arriving a bit late. Which meant that she had plenty of time to lubricate all these little pigs before the slaughter. <br><br>That's when Ria made a quick b-line for the bar. Her eyes caught Florian and his sexy Russian friend also heading toward the bar. She'd kill two birds with one stone this way. Not to mention a variety of other patrons were already there that she had not had the opportunity to meet before. <br><br>"Alright bitches," Ria said to a group of unknown people that she had never met before at the bar. One with pretty short hair wearing a red dress and converse shoes. '<em>Ballsy</em>' Ria thought in her head. Then another man looking as if he was waiting for something already downing a shot. The pretty woman wearing a burgundy and black dress joining him. She thought the two looked cute together. Then Florian and Aleksy looked as if they were heading to the bar soon, as well. It was a perfect time for...<br><br>"Lets do some shots!" Ria exclaimed loudly patting her hand down on the bar table. Not even knowing if these people even partook in hard alcohol. What time was better than now? Didn't all the British and Russians have alcohol pulsing through their veins in the form of vodka, scotch, and ale? "Bartender, lets get a round of tequila shots," Ria said. Anticipating that she wanted something that was harder. "One for all of these people hanging around here. They look too stiff, too comfortable," Ria's eyes lingered to Nadia. Not even knowing her name, but looking at how she held her glass. The lack of alcohol on her breath. <br><br>"Especially this one," Ria ushering to Nadia with her hand. <br><br>That's when the bartender proceeded to pour a line of shots down. One for each and every single person anticipating going to the bar. Ria did not care if they denied her peer pressured influences. She'd drink their shots as well. However, she first ushered one to Nadia, then to Aaren and Dyani, then saving some for anyone who decided to join them at the bar. Even waving to Eliza tearing it up on the floor wearing the most ridiculous outfit she had ever seen. There was a pretty girl with white hair that was asking for the bartender to surprise her. Ria tossed a shot down to her and said, "Surprise!" <br><br>Then her eyes caught on the approaching Aleks and Florian. Eyes lingering on Florian for quite sometime and even tossing him a wink. "Shots!" she declared to the two of them. Waving her hand for them to come over. Even if no one would join her in this little celebration to get people at the bar to come together and drink, she would raise her arm in the air and say. "This is for the beginning to a new epic year of parties, fucking, and some fucking badasses winning the Tri-Wizard Tournament. I guess some school too, but what the fuck ever," Ria's cheered with the tinted alcohol shot glass high in the air. English was notably good, easy to understand. <br><br>Especially as her dark eyes made an eye to all of them and said, "Cheers!" In the most English way that she possibly could. Hoping that some would clink their glasses to hers. <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Hogwarts: A New Beginning [Darley Penthouse]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Malrunar</strong> on <strong>11-03-2019, 04:13:13</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/0OlFgMX.jpg)</div><div class="floatright">(https://i.imgur.com/A5xScp0.png)</div><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><br><strong>NAME:</strong> Addison Snow (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=299655.msg14660328#msg14660328)<br><strong>HOUSE | YEAR:</strong> Hufflepuff, Seventh<br><strong>BLOOD STATUS:</strong> Pureblood<br><strong>WAND:</strong> 11 ¼ inches / Dogwood / White River Monster Spine / Surprisingly Swishy and Flexible (https://i.imgur.com/ZLtC9NW.jpg)<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> This right here! (https://i.imgur.com/hLbQJgm.jpg)<br><strong>DATE | TIME:</strong> October 26th, Evening<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Darley Penthouse<br><strong>CONTENT:</strong> Time to unwind<br><strong>MOOD MUSIC:</strong> Love It If We Made It (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1Wl1B7DPegc)<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Cai Hildebrondus, Open</td></tr></tbody></table><br><hr><br>The school year had a rough start, but with the invitation to Dior’s party and the looming arrival of the two schools, Addison was determined more than ever to make the best of things. She loved to dance. She loved having an excuse to dress up any time she could find one and meeting all of those new people would give her a fresh perspective. It was exactly what she needed to keep her mind occupied and to work out the accumulated stress that had tightened her muscles and soured her usually sunny mood. All other obligations were finished by the early afternoon, leaving the young woman with plenty of time to prepare. Such as a long hot bath, for starters. A hearty dinner to help filter some of the alcohol she planned to consume and even a few prepared potions to help any of those she met along the way who had too much of it already. The boy scouts had a good motto. Addison liked to be prepared.<br><br>She even knew exactly what she was going to wear. The black skirt was simple and high wasted, while her bejeweled top and matching silver heels added flare. She didn't bother with applying a heavy coat of makeup; just smoke out the eyes and accessorize with some complimentary pieces and she was all set to go. One of the benefits of having such short hair meant she didn't have to spend hours teasing it.<br><br>Getting to the party was routine and inside the familiar walls was a growing crowd of witches and wizards filled with familiar faces and strangers. Addison checked her coat in with the house elf, “Get inside already, you slowin’ down the line!” and hurried inside with the giddy excitement of someone looking forward to unwinding.<br><br>Music hit her the moment the doors opened and inside the walls were lit up a deep shade of red. She may not have been close friends with Dior, and she may not appreciate the way she treated people. But the woman had good taste and knew how to throw one hell of a party. If she ever had the chance to speak with her one on one Addison had every intention of asking the witch if she planned to throw events professionally. <br><br>No signs of Cai yet. But, she was a bit early from their pre-arranged meeting and there was plenty to do in the meantime. She went straight to the dance floor, moving to the music with an effortless grace and rhythm that she was happy to keep up with all night. And why shouldn’t she? It seemed that there was a guardian angel dancing beside her, laughing and having as much of a good time as she was determined to have. Whoever the hell this woman was, Addison enjoyed her energy and was happy to be around it.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Hogwarts: A New Beginning [Darley Penthouse]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mellific</strong> on <strong>11-03-2019, 04:47:22</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://i.pinimg.com/736x/11/ec/30/11ec305ad14e9fc040705b1cf3b0285b.jpg)</div><div class="floatright">(https://vignette.wikia.nocookie.net/harrypotter/images/f/f3/DurmstrangCrest.png/revision/latest?cb=20160112161151)</div><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><strong>NAME:</strong> Aaren Sandstrom (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=299655.msg14658128#msg14658128)<br><strong>YEAR:</strong> Fifth<br><strong>BLOOD STATUS:</strong> Half-blood<br><strong>WAND:</strong> 12 inch | Redwood | Dragon Heartstring <br><strong>WEARING:</strong> This outfit, without sunglasses (http://cdn01.cdn.justjaredjr.com/wp-content/uploads/2015/11/gregg-fitness/gregg-sulkin-fitness-inspiration-faking-set-05.jpg)<br><strong>DATE | TIME:</strong> Saturday, October 26th, 2019 | Night<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Darley Penthouse | Lost<br><strong>CONTENT:</strong> Open heart, open mind, never know who you'll find...<br><strong>MOOD MUSIC:</strong> DNCE - Kissing Strangers (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wzZWXrlDj-A)<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Dyani | Nadia | Ria | Others at bar</td></tr></tbody></table><br><hr><br>The second shot glass came relatively quickly, but before he had a chance to gulp it down, Aaren realized the bar was becoming quite a hot spot. He looked up just in time to see a few people flocking closer, one of which being a blonde who wore a dress that hugged her in all the right places. He hated to stare, but he couldn’t quite help it. Especially since she slinked just beside him.<br><br>She ordered the same thing he just struggled to get down and Aaren flinched in response. “I don’t know if you-” he started, but when she flashed him a smile that could win her a prize, he felt the pieces click into place. He knew her… though she was even more gorgeous than he remembered when she tried to make his life a living hell; the girl next to him was Dyani Hawthorne. <br><br>He couldn’t finish his sentence. Just seeing her again after he was sure he never would, was a bit more than he could handle just then. It didn’t help that his throat was being attacked by the fiery blast still radiating through it, either. She greeted him nonchalantly, then took the shot glass handed to her and downed it before she could talk herself out of it. Aaren again opened his mouth to protest, but instead watched as she forced the liquid down.<br><br>Despite himself, a small grin formed on his face. Dyani struggled with the drink, sighing roughly and wearing her discomfort on her nonexistent sleeves. She questioned him about his drink preferences, the apples of her cheeks already flushed slightly. “I never told you to drink it,” he reminded her, hoping to match her casual demeanor. Though, he had to admit to himself, sitting this close to her made him awfully nervous. <br><br>And not just because she typically treated him like shit, back when they went to the same school, all while looking as beautiful as she did.<br><br>He chuckled lightly, flagging the bartender down for two bottles of water, when a few more drinks were ordered, including a round of tequila shots. Aaren noticed Nadia just as she said ‘hey’ to him. All he could manage in return was a lopsided smile and a hand wave. The one who ordered the round for everyone was insistent, and even singled out Nadia, implying that she needed a stiff shot badly. <br><br>Aaren bit his lip to keep from laughing, but still made a rather obvious chortling sound. He gave Dyani a challenging sort of look as he picked up the tequila shot in front of him. His brows quirked, as if to dare her to take another shot. The toast was made and Aaren leaned in to clink his glass with the others. “Cheers! What a toast.” He tossed his head back and took the shot, then slapped it down and breathed out a heavy sigh. <br><br>He still had one more shot of burning wine but upon seeing Aleks, decided to slide the shot over to him. He waved at the guy from Durmstrang, not that the pair were necessarily best friends, but seeing him in the midst of a party with a bunch of unfamiliar faces made him seem more friendly, at least. Aaren nodded to Dyani, silently suggesting she follow him somewhere a little more quiet after picking up their waters. Walking down the hall and toward the stairs, he leaned against the balcony, hoping she followed, so he could ask: “Is this where you’ve been hiding all this time?” <br><br>“I mean, it’s been a while. A long while. You look… amazing.” His smile stretched, showing his dimples. “Do I get a hug, or…?” He trailed off, but was already extending his arms out, clearly hopeful. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Hogwarts: A New Beginning [Darley Penthouse]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Heartsink</strong> on <strong>11-03-2019, 05:19:04</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://i.pinimg.com/originals/40/56/39/4056395aef78e09fdb9880b8fffadcdd.png)</div><div class="floatright">(https://i.imgur.com/yuExVFv.png)</div><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><strong>NAME:</strong> Rhys Morahan (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=299655.msg14664047#msg14664047)<br><strong>YEAR:</strong> Gryffindor, 6th Year<br><strong>BLOOD STATUS:</strong> Half-blood<br><strong>WAND:</strong> 10 inches, Chestnut, Dragon heartstring, Flexible<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> Pictured, timbs, black jeans, navy blue shirt<br><strong>DATE | TIME:</strong> October 26th, Evening<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Darley Penthouse<br><strong>CONTENT:</strong> Challenge is on<br><strong>MOOD MUSIC:</strong> Imagine Dragons - Thunder (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=fKopy74weus)<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Bambi, Mack, Open<br><strong>MENTIONING:</strong> Valentin</td></tr></tbody></table><br><hr><br><em>"Oh. No. But... thank you."</em><br><br>Rhys smiled and nodded casually. Maybe that was a deal breaker, he couldn't tell just yet. Some lasses really abhorred drugs, even soft ones, especially from conservative families. Since she was related to her school's headmistress, changes were she was from such a family, but he hoped she wasn't of the mindset. <br><br>"All right then," he said, putting his empty glass of champagne on the tray of a cigarette girl passing by. <em>Handy, them lot, and good on the eye too,</em> he thought, his eyes lingering on the girl's cleavage as she left. Rhys looked back at Mack and Bambi with blinking eyes as he heard the latter ask them a question. <br><br><em>"Are you both in the same house? I hear Hogwarts has four of them?"</em><br><br>He glanced at Mack and a smirk appeared on his face, with an understanding look accompanying. <br><br>"Yeah, we're Gryffindor, the best house, innit?" he informed her, putting his free right hand on Bambi's shoulder like he was telling her something important and confidential. "The three other houses don't really matter, luv, but if you really want to know, there's a bunch of wimps called Hufflepuff, who'd probably welcome a guy like him," he added, gesturing towards Valentin with his chin. "Then there's Ravenclaw, know-it-all 'em lot, but if they had half a brain they wouldn't be so bad at Quidditch, eh? And finally, the worst of 'em all, House Slytherin; snakes, actual snakes, that's the house that dickhead Voldemort was from, tells a lot if you ask me. Nah, Gryffindor we got the heroes, great saviors of the magical world, am I right Mack? Potter, Longbottom, Weasley, Granger, she's even Minister now. Fam, I'd pay good money to– Anyways... You don't have houses back on the continent?"<br><br>He left his hand on her shoulder just to see what she would do. Her skin was soft while his hand was warm but rugged. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Hogwarts: A New Beginning [Darley Penthouse]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Totoro</strong> on <strong>11-03-2019, 05:21:36</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://i.pinimg.com/736x/87/e6/d8/87e6d89570cb4caf1f2ba9b31637c945.jpg)</div><div class="floatright">(https://vignette.wikia.nocookie.net/harrypotter/images/a/ae/Hogwartscrest.png/revision/latest?cb=20110806202805)</div><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><strong>NAME:</strong> Kat (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=299655.msg14743745#msg14743745)<br><strong>HOUSE | YEAR:</strong> Ravenclaw | 6th<br><strong>BLOOD STATUS:</strong> Muggle Born<br><strong>WAND:</strong> 12.5" | Spruce | White River Monster spine<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> A black ripped vest, backwards baseball cap and skinny jeans, hair extensions and two fake piercings <br><strong>DATE | TIME:</strong> Saturday, 26 October, 2019 | Night<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Darley Penthouse | Main Hall<br><strong>CONTENT:</strong> <br><strong>MOOD MUSIC:</strong> Jessie J - Do It Like A Dude (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=pOf3kYtwASo)<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Ria, Nadia, Aaren, Dyani, Aleks</td></tr></tbody></table><br><hr><br>Kat hadn't received their cocktail when a shot came gliding down the bar, stopping just about in front of them. Head turning in curiosity they noted a group of strangers, one enthusiastically roping the others into shots. 'Alright Bitches' was an abrupt but effective way of catching their attention, and Kat smiled as they looked them up and down. Maybe she paid for the shots by melting down the last week's jewellery. Kat kept that comment to themselves. They seemed fun already, Kat being swift to nod in agreement in spite of her own questionable tolerance. She loved a few drinks, and Tequila was always a particularly fun one. <br><br>Kat themselves was one of the more laid back at the bar, but had to agree with the enthusiastic stranger. Shots were in order to loosen a few others up. Smoothly injecting themselves into the group they grinned to Ria, a playful twinkle in their eye. They couldn't claim to recognise nearly any of the group, only Dyani being at all memorable. Detecting a French accent on Ria's tongue they came to the conclusion many of the others were from Durmstrang. Perhaps that explained the stiffness. They'd not known what to expect, but they seemed a little intense. <br><br>As soon as the toast began Kat's slender arm raised up, listening to what was one of the more haphazard, but entertaining, toasts they'd heard recently. They were definitely happy about toasting to parties and fucking. The Tri-Wizard Tournament wasn't something Kat would claim to care for, and nor was the majority of school. They'd drink to art, but didn't have the opportunity. Caught off guard by the enthusiastic very English cheers Kat giggled as they clinked their glass to the toast maker's, proceeding to down their tequila shot and just about hold their expression together. Kat wasn't much of a heavy drinker, and they knew Tequila was strong. Both in alcohol and effect. If memory served the last time they were drunk on Tequila all inhibitions, of which there were few already, had been thrown aside. Fuck it.<br><br>They smiled at the various strangers at the bar, giving a better look to each now that the first shots were downed. One got a double blink. First for the red, dotted dress and second for the converse. Kat held back the eye roll. At least it was different, to the girl's credit. And, impressively, she appeared to have found the only dress on earth with pockets. Perhaps the Russians did things differently. Mr. plain white t-shirt mostly had his legs examined, Kat always enjoying admiring someone who could pull off skinny jeans. It was just a shame he was facing toward them. Dyani was about the only one Kat recognised, and was the one who got the most approving look. Dyani was pretty anyway, but that outfit was particularly nice. Sadly both she and the man she'd been chatting to abruptly left, turning Kat's attention back to the French girl.<br><br>She was very pretty. Despite the jewellery being a bit much Kat was a huge fan of the fishnets, and open toes. And the cut of that black dress. Just about everything that contributed to showing some but not all, a little like Kat's own hole-riddled vest. Glancing at the bar Kat saw the bartender had been over-enthusiastic with shots. They grinned lightly, checking the woman's expression as they went to snatch two more, holding one out to her while keeping the other to herself. Hopefully they'd get away with doubling up. If they did Kat'd be happy to throw money around on the next lot. It looked like they'd already found someone who'd make for a very fun drinking buddy. Looking at those who were around to clean up the spare shots with them Kat raised hers up first this time, eyes still bright and smile wide as ever. "This one's just to getting fucking trashy tonight!" Not trashed, but trashy. Kat planned on forgetting what morality was sooner or later, and wanted to stick around everyone on the same page. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Hogwarts: A New Beginning [Darley Penthouse]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Amarlo</strong> on <strong>11-03-2019, 05:50:56</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/ja4gab6.jpg)</div><div class="floatright">(https://vignette.wikia.nocookie.net/harrypotter/images/a/ae/Hogwartscrest.png/revision/latest?cb=20110806202805)</div><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><strong>NAME:</strong> <strong>Dyani Hawthorne</strong> (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=299655.msg14685893#msg14685893)<br><strong>HOUSE | YEAR:</strong> Slytherin | 3rd<br><strong>BLOOD STATUS:</strong> Pure<br><strong>WAND:</strong> Ash | Rougarou | 9 ½ inches | Crooked and Firm<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> Just a lil somethan' (https://i.imgur.com/mk4pGXl.jpg)<br><strong>DATE | TIME:</strong> Saturday, October 26th, 2019 | Night<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Darley Penthouse | Lost<br><strong>CONTENT:</strong> Cringe worthy derp<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Aaren, Ria, Kat, Nadia, Peoples, Open</td></tr></tbody></table><br><hr>"<i>I do what I want.</i>" The blonde chimed back haughtily, her tone playful despite its gruff lilt thanks to stupid fire wine. Although she found herself more than a little grateful when he ordered her a glass of water. <i>How very considerate!</i>. She was just about to remark on that - perhaps tease him a bit over it - when one of the French did what they do best. It certainly helped that the woman was absolutely stunning to boot. <br><br>Suddenly the room felt a lot more crowded. People were closing in, easily corralled in by the beautiful and boisterous brunette, and suddenly booze was being passed around like Communion. At first Dyani was grateful for the distraction, until the distraction allowed Aaren to notice yet another person Dyani hadn't thought she'd ever see again - Nadia Gaina. The short wave and lopsided smile he offered the pretty girl had old, ugly feelings rearing their malignant heads again. <br><br>Dyani's lips pursed minutely and she turned her attention pointedly elsewhere, allowing Ria to gain her full focus. <i>Anything</i> to keep her from thinking about Nadia and the <i>idiot</i> standing beside her. "Here here!" She barked perhaps a bit more zealously than she would have in the past, a bit of Loveday's influence peeking out of her there. And after, as she shot back the glass and held it right back out to the keep for another despite yet another grimace. <br><br><i>Eesh</i>, tequila? She wasn't allowed to have tequila anymore... Not since that one night with Dior, but well, at this point a shot of tequila would make a good chaser to the hell Aaren's original choice had put her through. So to hell with it all. This reunion was already going to the sewers as far as she was concerned. Last she had heard, thanks to certain stalking habits on social media, those two had broken up - hadn't they? "Oh, hey!" A large grin suddenly plastered itself across her face as she spotted Kat, once again glad for a distraction. It didn't last very long, because as she wiggled her fingers to the bright eyed beauty, Aaren decided to surprise the absolute hell out of her. <br><br>When Dyani had imagined meeting Aaren again never in her wildest dreams did she think he'd stick around past the first sentence, let alone <i>invite</i> her to converse more intimately. Truth be told, when she followed after him she probably looked about as dumbstruck as she felt, but nothing quite floored her as much as his hug suggestion. "What?" She blinked back at him like he'd grown two heads. The compliment was unbelievable enough, but he wanted a hug? Was that sarcasm? It <i>had</i> to be sarcasm. Was her radar off today? Had she really drank <i>that much</i> already? <i>Damn</i> those dimples... <br><br>"--You... want to hug me?" Suddenly that wide eyed look was melting back into something caught between confusion and absolute disbelief. "But-- I used to be such a massive bitch to you?" There really was no question about that one. She had taunted and bullied at him relentlessly. "I was actually, uh--" Dyani found herself shuffling awkwardly and ducked her head, not really sure what was going on. Had she somehow misread the situation? Were they about to play some sort of trick on her? Strange how she was suddenly feeling <i>waaay</i> more self conscious. "I was planning to try and apologize for all that, actually..."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Hogwarts: A New Beginning [Darley Penthouse]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Heartsink</strong> on <strong>11-03-2019, 07:09:56</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://folkr.fr/wp-content/uploads/2017/10/pomme-interview-voix-a-croquer-folkr-04.jpg)</div><div class="floatright">(https://i.imgur.com/yuExVFv.png)</div><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><strong>NAME:</strong> Angela Tilbury (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=299655.msg14674503#msg14674503)<br><strong>YEAR:</strong> Slytherin, Third Year<br><strong>BLOOD STATUS:</strong> Pureblood<br><strong>WAND:</strong> 15 inches, Fir, Unicorn tail hair, Rigid<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> Pictured<br><strong>DATE | TIME:</strong> Saturday, October 26th, 2019 | Night<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Darley Penthouse<br><strong>CONTENT:</strong> Henlo<br><strong>MOOD MUSIC:</strong> Sarah Jaffe - Clementine (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=i3AtRBlRQ-I)<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Elizabeth, Open<br><strong>MENTIONING:</strong> Dyani, Aaren</td></tr></tbody></table><br><hr><br>Angela didn't drink alcohol nor did she smoke not to damage her vocal chords, so despite the sexual appeal of the cigarettes girl, and the beauty of the bartender, she had no reason to go talk to them. In fact, she was wondering if coming tonight was such a good idea in the first place. She had been perfectly content in the years before to make only selective appearances at parties, and to leave whenever she felt like it, only to be seen by the people that mattered, for the time that mattered. In any case, she had never been the party type. <br><br>She silently stood there, looking lost, occupying herself by observing people and walking slowly around like she was actually going somewhere, or searching for someone, and not just look like she was alone, even though she was. She almost bumped into Dyani, who was following a guy to the balcony. They were housemates and classmates, in the same year, even though Dyani had transferred at university level. She had never seen the guy before though, and looked elsewhere once they were out of sight. There was a gathering a the bar, where Dyani and the guy had apparently escaped from, a place Angela didn't want to get too close to, fearing being engulfed in the sinkhole of drunks that usually orbited around. She would go there when it would be less crowded, and order something non-alcoholic, like cranberry juice, not that she was on her period (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NM6AeW8ok6E). <br><br>Then she saw Elizabeth Nightshade, a fellow Slytherin although some years older, someone that always looked so far away, leaving everyone in her dust, unable to reach her. She approached the woman, her eyes staring at the basilisk tattoo on her right shoulder. Angela had always admired the woman's tattoos from afar, as well as the woman herself, especially the artistic touch and the contrast it gave the sophisticated Elizabeth. As a master of chit-chat and pointless conversation, Angela smiled softly at Elizabeth, standing in front of her. What to say came to mind immediately. <br><br>"Hey Elizabeth, that outfit looks really good on you," she said, looking into her eyes. <em>And probably good off you too...</em> she thought. "Enjoying the night?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Hogwarts: A New Beginning [Darley Penthouse]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Totoro</strong> on <strong>11-03-2019, 17:48:10</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://mir-s3-cdn-cf.behance.net/project_modules/max_1200/fc082835007785.56e69e1b15f32.jpg)</div><div class="floatright">(https://vignette.wikia.nocookie.net/harrypotter/images/a/ae/Hogwartscrest.png/revision/latest?cb=20110806202805)</div><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><strong>NAME:</strong> Elizabeth Nightshade (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=299655.msg14713380#msg14713380)<br><strong>HOUSE | YEAR:</strong> Slythering | 7th<br><strong>BLOOD STATUS:</strong> PUREBLOOD<br><strong>WAND:</strong> 10.5" | Blackthorn | Horned Serpent Horn<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> A lacy slightly short black dress that shows her shoulder, chest and neck tattoos. 5" Stiletto heels that make her 6'4". <br><strong>DATE | TIME:</strong> Saturday, 26 October, 2019 | Night<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Darley Penthouse | Main Hall<br><strong>CONTENT:</strong> Arriving at the party<br><strong>MOOD MUSIC:</strong> Led Zeppelin - Black Dog (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=QuzAxJQElqs)<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Open</td></tr></tbody></table><br><hr><br>Elizabeth caught Angela from a distance. The younger Slytherin was very pretty, and one of the girls Elizabeth often noticed staring a little too much. She smiled lightly, piercing blue gaze finding Angela's hazel eyes. She could almost feel the look through the eyes of her basilisk tattoo. It was maybe more subtle than Angela's gaze being at the tattoo on Elizabeth's chest, at least. Besides she was in the mood to turn heads, and had noticed at least a few others looking her way. <br><br>Responding to the greeting Elizabeth smiled slightly wider. "Hey! Thank you Angela. You look wonderful too." She had a slightly wolfish look in her eye, as she often did when she'd started drinking. But she got the feeling Angela was delicate. There was no chance that cranberry juice was full of vodka, for a start. In response to being asked about the night Elizabeth took a particularly enthusiastic drink of her champagne, not treating it as delicately as she had done earlier. She'd heard the call for shots from the bar, and was already considering heading over to investigate. <br><br>"It's only just started." She noted, quickly continuing. "But I plan on enjoying it, yes." She wasn't totally sure how, but one way or another. "I can't say I expected to see you here." Elizabeth was fairly sure she hadn't seen Angela at many parties. She was probably part of the portion of the school who hadn't witnessed Elizabeth's party side. There were a few who knew just how bad she got when she lost herself at a party like this, but in general she aimed to keep that private. Sure, there were rumours, but luckily nothing too incriminating had ever been passed around the school. Refocusing on the moment she followed up the statement. "What brought you out this evening?" She had to wonder what it was that made this party different. Perhaps the foreign students? 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Hogwarts: A New Beginning [Darley Penthouse]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Luciferia</strong> on <strong>11-03-2019, 20:01:02</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/Y4rxTj6.png)</div><div class="floatright">(https://vignette.wikia.nocookie.net/harrypotter/images/a/ae/Hogwartscrest.png/revision/latest?cb=20110806202805)</div><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><strong>NAME:</strong>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;</td><td>Dior Darley (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=299655.msg14658800#msg14658800)</td></tr><tr><td><strong>YEAR:</strong>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; </td><td>Slytherin | 6th Year</td></tr><tr><td><strong>BLOOD STATUS:</strong>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;</td><td>Pureblood</td></tr><tr><td><strong>WAND:</strong>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;</td><td>12” | Red Oak | Rougarou Hair | Surprisingly Supple (https://i.imgur.com/jAdaS0i.png)</td></tr><tr><td><strong>WEARING:</strong>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;</td><td>Champagne Sparkles &amp; Feathers (https://i.imgur.com/5aQW8TY.png)</td></tr><tr><td><strong>DATE | TIME:</strong>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;</td><td>Saturday, October 26th 2019 | Night</td></tr><tr><td><strong>LOCATION:</strong>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;</td><td>Main Hall | Bar (https://i.imgur.com/hebL7JS.png)</td></tr><tr><td><strong>CONTENT:</strong>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;</td><td>Sex, Drugs, &amp; Rock n Roll</td></tr><tr><td><strong>MOOD MUSIC:</strong>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;</td><td>Darude -- Sandstorm (https://youtu.be/y6120QOlsfU)</td></tr><tr><td><strong>TAGGING:</strong>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;</td><td>Valentin | Derek | Audrey | Florian | Aleks | <strong>Open</strong></td></tr><tr><td><strong>MENTIONING:</strong>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;</td><td>Eliza | Elizabeth | Bambi | Rhys | Mack | Aaren | Joey | Kat | Nadia | Dyani | Ria | </td></tr></tbody></table><br><hr><br><div class="floatright">(https://i.imgur.com/hebL7JS.png)</div><br>The serpentine smile that Dior wore flinched for a moment, her slender fingertips gently coiling around the stem of her glass as she saw a skinny young man in an ill-fitting blazer and rumpled undershirt.<br><br><em>Who the fuck is this?</em><br><br>She didn’t know him, and Dior knew <em>everyone</em>, which meant that the gawky dweeb was potentially important to make connections with, so she gave him a seductive smile as he made his bowing introduction. Having run in posh circles for her entire life, the young socialite knew all too well that important people were <em>not</em> always attractive.<br><br><em>“My respects.”</em> <br><br><strong>“Thank you.”</strong> Her voice was slightly raspy though still undeniably feminine, sung in a higher pitch than she would ordinarily use for someone who looked like him.<br><br><em>“Are you the hottest, uh, hoss-test, hostess?”</em> His accent was French so he was clearly from Beauxbatons.<br><br>Her smile widened and she nodded twice. <br><br><strong>“Right on both accounts,”</strong> she answered. <strong>“My name is Dior Darley, welcome to England.”</strong><br><br>As a professional mingler, Dior kept her attention on her party guest whether she was interested in whatever boring prattle (please Merlin, don’t let him start talking about runes) might fall out of his chinless mouth. However, as polite as Dior could be thanks to her years of grooming, her olive eyes were drawn from him when she saw a fat, loudmouth hippogriff enter her party, take 2 shots back to back, and then begin jiggling all over the dance floor.&nbsp; <br><br>Her eyes briefly caught Rhys’ in an unspoken agreement to meet momentarily.<br><br>She took a cursory look around, while returning her gaze to Valentin as often as courtesy demanded. She <em>was</em> the hostess after all, and she had many guests to attend to. She saw Elizabeth, a witch who Dior knew from Slytherin house as well as previous parties but had never grown to like, sipping champagne nearby where the insufferable chav Rhys was wolfishly licking his chops over a piece of velvet-wrapped meat, who was playing the shy bimbo card. <br><br>From the stairs, her smile became a touch wider as she witnessed her unlikely friend, Mack, descend wearing a surprisingly sexy outfit, pleasantly surprised to see so much skin on the freckled woman even if the styling wasn’t to Dior’s liking. Their friendship likely confused a great number of people, but from the moment Mack caught someone slipping Amortentia – a love spell that would work like a rufie – into Dior’s drink at a previous party, Mack earned ‘sister’ status. Happy as Dior was to see her friend looking sexy though, her smile fell back into its serpentine twist when she saw Mack immediately start pal’ing around with the chav and the slag in pink.<br><br><em>You can lead a horse to water, I suppose.</em><br><br>Just then, Dior’s ears prickled with the warm voice of her twin from behind her. <em>“Hey, it’s done. Place looks fucking rad, you were right.”</em> Ordinarily, feeling him hover over her shoulder would have sent tingles down her spine but she merely stood there and took another sip of her champagne. <br><br><strong>“Thank you, D”</strong> she said with a laugh, momentarily looking over her shoulder at Derek, the gold of her dress glittering in the deep hazel pools of her eyes. They’d been through a lot together, through trials that would have sunk most other couples and yet, here they stood. Things would be different for a while, but it was all a part of the plan. Turning back to the Frenchman before her, Dior gave a smirk. <strong>“I’m the brain, he’s the brawn,”</strong> she nodded her head towards her twin and was about to open her mouth to excuse herself so that she could attend to her other guests when Audrey approached, wearing what <em>must</em> be the curtains from her nan’s parlor.<br><br>Dior’s practiced smile endured even as she watched Audrey take Derek’s glass and drink from it in a manner that the twins did. It stung still, but Dior was accustomed to the venom and was more than ready to begin the last chapters of her Hogwarts career focusing more on herself instead of Derek.<br><br><em>“I’ll just get him out of your hair.”</em><br><br>Dior smirked at Audrey as if she were sharing a conspiratorial secret between a pair of hens at a man’s expense. <em>He’ll grow tired of you soon enough.</em> <strong>“Please do. Ta!”</strong><br><br>Now that she was alone with the scrawny Frenchman, it was clear to see that people were avoiding her because of him. There was a longer-haired gentleman in a smart suit accompanied by a giant and they made eye contact, but upon spotting Dior’s company, decided to go elsewhere. No matter who Valentin was, he wasn’t worth risking other connections for and she knew her time with him had come to an end. Dior politely finished her drink so that she had an excuse to leave, and then gave Valentin a smile. <strong>“It was lovely to meet you. Please make yourself at home and if there’s anything you need, feel free to ask staff. Bonsoir.”</strong> As she walked away, she set her glass on an empty tray of a staff member whose duty it was to take used dishes so that no one had to hold their trash.<br><br>The party was starting and she needed to be a moving target. Now that she was on the move, she saw Joey, who was dressed as some sort of Miami drug dealer, Kat, who’s personality and style were about as original as a rerun of Rupaul’s Drag Race, and to her delight, Aaren, a devastatingly handsome Swede from Durmstrang who she had exchanged social media photos with back when school started. <br><br>It was clear that the bar was where the action was, which was never a surprise at parties that involved so many strangers, so Dior casually touched one of the jewel encrusted bows (https://i.imgur.com/0WnGnXx.png) on her dress. She had enchanted it with runework to summon a server to her so she could instruct them to tend the other end of the bar so that no one would have to wait longer than a single moment but by the time the bar situation was sorted, Aaren was now cozied up to Dyani. Ordinarily, bombshells were all treated as threats to Dior, who viewed beauty as the most powerful form of currency, but Dyani had begun to like Dior, and that warmth triggered reciprocity in the older Slytherin. It seemed like a minor matter at the time when Dior had found Dyani compromised and vulnerable in the middle of one of her parties and Dior had locked the younger girl in her room so that nothing would happen.&nbsp; After learning the important lesson of sisterhood from Mack years prior, Dyani had become someone who Dior liked. Kind of.<br><br>Still, love was a battlefield.<br><br>Walking over to the turntables, Dior leaned close to one of the DJs to whisper a request in his ear. With a catty grin, Dior walked towards the bar right as a buxom brunette woman with a loud French voice and a crass vernacular convinced the entirety of the bar to come and take tequila shots. <br><br><strong>“Hello slags,”</strong> she said affectionately, her expressive eyes hinting at mischief as she looked to everyone: Aleks, Florian, Nadia, Dyani, Aaren, Ria, even Kat, though she paid ‘it’ the least amount of her time. <strong>“Hello and welcome.”</strong> She reached for one of the tequila shots, the inside of her arm brushing against Florian’s when she did so. <strong>“Let’s start it right then,”</strong> she said, and then elegantly tipped the shot into her mouth. Closing her eyes, she swallowed and then set the glass back down. Truthfully, she hated shots and she hated tequila, but she merely exhaled and shook her head slightly. <br><br>At that exact moment, the song finished and Darude’s Sandstorm came up. She caught Aaren’s eye and winked at him from over Dyani’s shoulder before turning her attention to Aleks, appraising him. He was certainly an impressive specimen but handsome as well, with a fair face that might be quite charming if he smiled. <br><br><strong>“Let me guess, Durmstrang?”</strong> <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Hogwarts: A New Beginning [Darley Penthouse]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Quick Ben</strong> on <strong>11-03-2019, 23:53:59</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/xNEhQ6X.jpg)</div><div class="floatright">(https://vignette.wikia.nocookie.net/harrypotter/images/f/f3/DurmstrangCrest.png/revision/latest?cb=20160112161151)</div><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><strong>NAME:</strong> Raynor Nordskov (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=299655.msg14677798#msg14677798)<br><strong>YEAR:</strong> Seventh<br><strong>BLOOD STATUS:</strong> Half-blood<br><strong>WAND:</strong> 12 ¼ | Hornbeam | Horned Serpent Horn<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> As Pictured<br><strong>DATE | TIME:</strong> 26 October, 2019 | Evening<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Darley Penthouse<br><strong>CONTENT:</strong> Going HAM, and then BAM<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Rhys – Mack – Bambi – Others - Open</td></tr></tbody></table><br><br><br><hr><br>Like a pack of wolves, Raynor and his closest Durmstrang compatriots strode proudly into the Darley Penthouse. They were a rowdy bunch, already loud with their chattering on the way into the noisy party. It was night, the moon was high, and they were free to get as wild as they desired. Within reason, and whatever laws and rules there were in Hogwarts of course. Still, they had no problem at all melding into the partying crowd. Raynor held a bottle of Durmstrang sponsored vodka high into the air. He held it as if it were some sort of trophy. “Strang!” He bellowed, and so began the chorus chant of his fellow brothers. <br><br><em>Strang! Strang! Strang!</em> Their voices carried in unison, booming in sound and explosive enthusiasm. There was nothing but wide smiles on their faces, and their curious eyes hungrily swept throughout the room in search of adventure. Some for fun. Some for conquest. And others, there was a little bit of both. In comparison to many of the students about, the Durmstrang band could be considered giants. None were as tall as Raynor’s six foot seven inch stature, but there were also none who fell below six foot four.<br><br>As they came deeper within, bathed by the red lights, the excited group of Durmstrang men eagerly invited people to join them. They poured a great many shots, and raised them in the air for a messy clang of cheers. Again and again, they pounded down their shots until there was an electric buzz spreading from person to person, as if the feeling of growing alcohol-induced happiness were a contagious virus. Seeing so many people gathered here made Raynor brim with good feelings. He talked eagerly, told his stories and entertained whomever was next to him, or any number of willing ears that gathered in a circle around him.<br><br>Eventually, like his friends, he split off on his own path. There was so much wonder here, and so many different souls to speak to. He wanted to hear their stories, and to get lost within a night of no regrets. To be caught out in the wild storm of fun and trouble that was promised.<br><br>So, Raynor talked. With a guy here, and a girl there, pacing himself from point to point, but always moving on his own time. Whenever he tired of using his voice he danced, and he danced a lot because there was no shortage of interesting women. Eventually, in the whirl of events, Ray waded his way through the crowds and came to an abrupt halt. Words were said that struck him like a viper's bite. Trémaux. The name was familiar, and then a second ringing of memory came crashing down. Bambi. An even more familiar name, and one he he had not heard in a very long time.<br><br>Compelled by his insatiable interest, Raynor cleaved his path toward the voices he listened to so intently. Whatever else was said, the Nord did not hear. He was preoccupied, consumed by things remembered. Ray would have considered himself crazy, or delusional, but eventually he turned his eye over their faces. In one, he found Bambi. His eyes lit up like beacons, filled with recognition and outright joy. She had grown, and looked considerably different. But, he would know that face anywhere no matter what. "Bam?" He asked, not to them, but more to himself, and when he was further assured that his mind was not deceiving him he entered into their company without reservation. <br><br>"Bam!" He exclaimed, practically giddy. Raynor wrapped up the petite blonde in a tremendous hug, entwining his strong arms around her body and thoughtlessly lifted her up. There, in the air, he spun her until at last he placed her down with gentle tenderness. For a brief moment, as it did not happen often, Ray was speechless as he peered at this long lost girl of his past. Soon enough though, he rediscovered his tongue. "You've grown up," he said. "Grown more beautiful than a good night's dream. I never thought I'd see you again, but here you are. It's like magic. Or fate!" <br><br>Then, Ray caught himself. He was so spun up in his own excitement that he forgot to introduce himself when the girl might not have remembered him at all. Or worse, she was not who he thought she was. "Do you remember me?" He asked. "My name is Raynor."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Hogwarts: A New Beginning [Darley Penthouse]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Heartsink</strong> on <strong>12-03-2019, 01:23:50</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://m.media-amazon.com/images/M/MV5BODI5MTkwODQ1N15BMl5BanBnXkFtZTcwNTg4MzE1MQ@@._V1_.jpg)</div><div class="floatright">(https://vignette.wikia.nocookie.net/harrypotter/images/e/ea/BeauxbatonsCrestClearBg.png/revision/latest/scale-to-width-down/350?cb=20160630041801)</div><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><strong>NAME:</strong> Valentin Delestrac (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=299655.msg14656422#msg14656422)<br><strong>YEAR:</strong> Third<br><strong>BLOOD STATUS:</strong> Half-blood<br><strong>WAND:</strong> 12½ inches, Ash, Unicorn, Inflexible<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> Pictured<br><strong>DATE | TIME:</strong> Saturday, October 26th 2019 | Night (early)<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Grand Hall<br><strong>CONTENT:</strong> Henlo<br><strong>MOOD MUSIC:</strong> Katerine - La reine d'Angleterre (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nUyJ5CdqgAE)<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Dior, Derek, Audrey, Open<br><strong>MENTIONING:</strong> Eliza, Ria, Babs</td></tr></tbody></table><br><hr><br>Dior's smile as he talked to her made Valentin felt more confident, even though it was all a misunderstanding on his part. <br><br><em>"Right on both accounts."</em><br><br>Valentin nodded, not actually understanding. <em>She has two bank accounts?</em> he wondered, not sure how it was related to her being the hostess of this party. <br><br><em>"My name is Dior Darley, welcome to England."</em><br><br>"<acronym title="literally &quot;Enchanted&quot; but it means &quot;Nice to meet you&quot;">Enchanté</acronym>, Dior, my name is Valentin, Valentin Delestrac. Zhank you for zhe warm welcome, m'enfin, I thought zhis waz Scotland. Not that it matters, hmm, I waz hoping you had a moment unless you are occupied, we could, huh, talk about something very important for Hogwarts," he began, looking serious as he spoke. "Your organizational skills could be very important, a massive hmm, <acronym title="asset">atout</acronym>, in fact."<br><br>Valentin was trying his best to speak loudly to cover the music. At that point, someone came by Dior and leaned to her ear, telling her something. Valentin looked at the newcomer with curious eyes. He turned his way after leaning back and introduced himself as Derek Darley, Dior's twin brother. <br><br><em>"I'm the brain, he's the brawn."</em><br><br>Valentin made a silent 'oh' with his mouth, not actually getting what Derek was supposed to be, the word brawn not being in his English vocabulary yet. <br><br><em>"Dior did a great job coming up with this party to really make you lot feel welcome. Make sure to tell her that."</em><br><br>Valentin nodded at Derek's intention. <br><br>"Naturally, Derek; enchanté, I'm Valentin," he said, about to offer his hand to shake, but he saw Derek looking down at his phone quickly, making Valentin hesitate. <br><br>A woman then came over and stole Derek's drink and started drinking it, after saying something Valentin hardly understood. He smiled awkwardly, not really knowing what was going on or if this was normal behavior. They quickly left after the woman said something to Dior. <br><br>"I also have a sibling," he confessed like it was something he didn't tell people often as he saw her empty her drink.<br><br><em>"It was lovely to meet you. Please make yourself at home and if there's anything you need, feel free to ask staff. Bonsoir."</em><br><br>On that note she left him there, to his confusion. <br><br>"M'enfin..." he let out, frowning his eyebrows. <em>Did I say something wrong?</em> he wondered, glancing around. He watched her walk over to the bar, where he saw his sister and immediately felt apprehension. <em>Oh no... What is she gonna do?</em> He looked more carefully, trying to see if her acolyte Babs was with her but he didn't see her yet. <br><br>He noticed Eliza dancing and smoking, an odd combination, and smiled and waved at her. He didn't really know what to do at this point since he wasn't a dancer or a smoker. While he enjoyed a good drink, the bar felt a bit crowded at the moment, and he wanted to avoid being the target of his sister's pranks or getting peer pressured into something humiliating. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Hogwarts: A New Beginning [Darley Penthouse]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Heartsink</strong> on <strong>12-03-2019, 02:56:18</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://folkr.fr/wp-content/uploads/2017/10/pomme-interview-voix-a-croquer-folkr-04.jpg)</div><div class="floatright">(https://i.imgur.com/yuExVFv.png)</div><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><strong>NAME:</strong> Angela Tilbury (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=299655.msg14674503#msg14674503)<br><strong>YEAR:</strong> Slytherin, Third Year<br><strong>BLOOD STATUS:</strong> Pureblood<br><strong>WAND:</strong> 15 inches, Fir, Unicorn tail hair, Rigid<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> Pictured<br><strong>DATE | TIME:</strong> Saturday, October 26th, 2019 | Night<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Darley Penthouse<br><strong>CONTENT:</strong> Henlo<br><strong>MOOD MUSIC:</strong> Ariana Grande - no tears left to cry (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ffxKSjUwKdU)<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Elizabeth, Open<br><strong>MENTIONING:</strong> N/A</td></tr></tbody></table><br><hr><br><em>"Hey! Thank you Angela. You look wonderful too."</em><br><br>Angela was surprised by her answer, blushing slightly as she looked down and then back up at the brunette. <br><br><em>"It's only just started. But I plan on enjoying it, yes."</em><br><br>"As do I," Angela agreed, nodding her head slightly, a lock of hair falling on her cheek, which she tossed to the side with a movement of her fingers. <br><br><em>"I can't say I expected to see you here. What brought you out this evening?"</em><br><br>Tough questions, the questions a reserved girl like her would prefer not to answer. Dior's words from the entrance ceremony at the beginning of the year were still ringing in her ears. <em>What a waste of potential.</em> Maybe she was. She was here to find out, get new experiences, meet new people. <br><br>"Well, it's a one in a lifetime party, with all these people from other schools," she said, with a casual shrug. "I don't think anybody's gonna miss it, it's bound to be a <acronym title="A &quot;good party&quot; in Llanito">harampai</acronym>, y'know," she added with a light chuckle. "But you're right, I guess I'd normally be back in the dungeons with a book in hand, instead of..." She looked over at the bar, and the people doing shots. "... here."<br><br>She looked back at Elizabeth, with an apologizing expression. <br><br>"In truth, I'm not much of a drinker," she confessed. "I don't really like alcohol. But there are other ways to have fun, right?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Hogwarts: A New Beginning [Darley Penthouse]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Totoro</strong> on <strong>12-03-2019, 04:01:14</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://mir-s3-cdn-cf.behance.net/project_modules/max_1200/fc082835007785.56e69e1b15f32.jpg)</div><div class="floatright">(https://vignette.wikia.nocookie.net/harrypotter/images/a/ae/Hogwartscrest.png/revision/latest?cb=20110806202805)</div><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><strong>NAME:</strong> Elizabeth Nightshade (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=299655.msg14713380#msg14713380)<br><strong>HOUSE | YEAR:</strong> Slythering | 7th<br><strong>BLOOD STATUS:</strong> PUREBLOOD<br><strong>WAND:</strong> 10.5" | Blackthorn | Horned Serpent Horn<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> A lacy slightly short black dress that shows her shoulder, chest and neck tattoos. 5" Stiletto heels that make her 6'4". <br><strong>DATE | TIME:</strong> Saturday, 26 October, 2019 | Night<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Darley Penthouse | Main Hall<br><strong>CONTENT:</strong> Arriving at the party<br><strong>MOOD MUSIC:</strong> Led Zeppelin - Black Dog (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=QuzAxJQElqs)<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Angela, Open</td></tr></tbody></table><br><hr><br>Elizabeth grinned, alert eyes catching Angela's blush. There was a satisfaction to bringing a blush out of someone else that Elizabeth enjoyed. It was a very honest compliment, in a sense. Her eyebrow raised lightly when Angela confirmed she intended to enjoy it too, smiling lightly and taking a heavier drink of her champagne. It seemed she'd found a little confidence, despite the blushing.<br><br>It was a hell of a party. Maybe not once on a lifetime with a party track record like Elizabeth's. She listened in and briefly shook her head, a tiny motion. "Some will." If Elizabeth had something related to her career to focus on she'd have missed it herself. But for a change she was free to cut loose. "Here's not so bad." She grinned, nodding to the bar. "There's not either, if you ask me." Elizabeth was happy to take the moment to hint at her own willingness to have a fair few drinks and cut loose. Based on everything Angela had said she didn't know Elizabeth got like that. <br><br>Not being much of a drinker would have been useful. Elizabeth could only imagine how good her grades would be if she didn't occasionally collapse in on herself. That introspection was culled swiftly by what she was relatively sure was flirting. Elizabeth's own cheeks didn't even hint at a change in hue. It took a lot of work to get a rise from her. But she was happy to carry on that line of conversation. "Really?" She replied, downing what remained of her glass with ease. A waste of champagne, but she wasn't paying. "What would they be?" She inquired as to the other ways of having fun, feigning naivety. An innocent look did not come easily to Elizabeth whether she was being overly intense about her studying or reckless about partying. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Hogwarts: A New Beginning [Darley Penthouse]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Swashbuckler</strong> on <strong>12-03-2019, 04:32:01</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://www.rachellsmith.com/home/wp-content/uploads/2017/04/Tom_Hopper_TheRakeMagazine_03-600x771@2x.jpg)</div><div class="floatleft">(https://data.whicdn.com/images/309133743/large.jpg)</div><div class="floatright">(https://i.imgur.com/MbTutcl.png)</div><div class="floatright">(https://vignette.wikia.nocookie.net/harrypotter/images/f/f3/DurmstrangCrest.png/revision/latest?cb=20160112161151)</div><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><strong>NAME:</strong> Aleks Kozlov (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=299655.msg14666185#msg14666185) &amp; Florian Fournier (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=299655.msg14666182#msg14666182)<br><strong>YEAR:</strong> Durmstrang and Beauxbatons 5th years<br><strong>BLOOD STATUS:</strong> Half-blood &amp; Pureblood<br><strong>WAND:</strong> (Alex: 12 inches - Ebony - Dragon Heartstring) &amp; (Florian: 10 ¾ inches, whippy - Walnut - Unicorn Hair)<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> Each as Pictured<br><strong>DATE | TIME:</strong> October 26th, Evening<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Arriving at Darley Penthouse, heading for the bar<br><strong>CONTENT:</strong> Arriving<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Dior, Ria<br><strong>MENTIONING:</strong> Aaren, Dyani, Kat, Nadia</td></tr></tbody></table><br><br><hr>Florian and Aleks had no trouble at all reaching the bar, but for completely opposite reasons.&nbsp; Tall, broad and imposing, Aleks did not really have to think about a path clearing for him, he just tended to point his body where he wanted to go, and people melted out of his way.&nbsp; Florian, on the other hand, was somewhat more cagey about it.&nbsp; While his smaller, slighter stature enabled him to slip unnoticed through crowds more often than not, in this case he simply followed in the wide wake that Aleks’ passing left him.&nbsp; Like a car chasing an ambulance.<br><br>“Now here is the true test of any party, Aleks.”&nbsp; Florian nearly shouted over the music, his voice once again grandiose.&nbsp; “The liquor selection.&nbsp; I truly hope it's not all champagne, or worse, scotch.&nbsp; I don’t feel like a headache nor sounding like a troll tomorr…” Florian began before he was mentally interrupted by the appearance of Ria in a classically short skirt making her way to, and for a moment he wonder if she was going ONTO the bar.&nbsp; Nodding in greeting, they had not spoken since arrival despite the coming party, Florian nodded once more as the word ‘shots’ was bandied about.<br><br>Sure, tequila was not exactly his thing, but well, it did make a good jumping off point.&nbsp; “I take it you know this one?” Aleks asked with a bemused look, Ria’s French accent and clear penchant for partying making his question a rhetorical one.&nbsp; “Not half as well as you might think mon frer, but the tourney is still young.&nbsp; There is, indeed, quite a bit to do.”&nbsp; Taking his shot as it was slid down his way, Florian noted that there was a lot of flashing female skin in scanty outfits all around him and his large friend.&nbsp; It almost felt like home, but with many more possibilities.&nbsp; That was not to say that everyone was dressed to display though.&nbsp; &nbsp;A few feet away was a girl in a plain red dress that a lesser girl would have never pulled off, although the sneakers felt like a mistake to him.&nbsp; Also at the bar was a rather slim figure dressed more for a hiphop experience in all black with a backwards hat who spoke quite loudly, but seemed to have eyes for Ria.&nbsp; Not that he could blame them of course!<br><br>“Cheers indeed!” Florian called out in response, Alek’s barked something in Russian that he didn’t quite catch, and then both shots made their disappearance.&nbsp; Looking down, Aleks was surprised to find another shot in front of him, but a quick glance caught him the nod from Aaren “Sandstorm” before the fellow departed in the company of a stunning girl in burgundy and black.&nbsp; Aleks could not blame him for seeking to keep his wits about him, at least initially.&nbsp; The giant Russian had no such worries of course, not with only two shots, so he easily tossed back Aaren’s as well.&nbsp; A quick glance at the bar showed even more shots present, apparently the theme for tonight was overindulgence, but both Aleks and Florian decided not to go for their third or second shots respectively right away.&nbsp; Neither had an issue with getting drunk, but they were both in a new place, so there certainly was no rush to do it either.<br><br>A foot or so away, straight down, Florian felt the undeniable presence of a female form within his vicinity, and set his drink down just in time to take in their hostess in all her glory.&nbsp; “Welcome indeed.&nbsp; And what a lovely party you’ve thrown.&nbsp; I am undeniably impressed.” Florian greeted Dior, his eyes only lingering on her décolletage for a moment before stepping to the side to allow more room at the bar.&nbsp; &nbsp;Aleks was waving for the bartender, indicating a wine for Florian and a beer for himself, when he at last noticed the tiny blond beside him as well.<br><br>“Yes, indeed, a wonderful guess.”&nbsp; He laughed, the two shots already beginning their work, although they’d need a lot more friends along to make him much more than a little chatty.&nbsp; “And I have no need to guess.&nbsp; Even if Florian here had not told me all about the lovely hostess, I would have imagined that you were she.”&nbsp; He continued, holding out his broad and calloused hand.&nbsp; “Aleks Kozlov, of Durmstrang, at your service.&nbsp; And this cad is Florian Fournier, of a lesser school” He teased, while Florian scoffed loudly beside them.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Hogwarts: A New Beginning [Darley Penthouse]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Heartsink</strong> on <strong>12-03-2019, 06:06:12</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/5xDbZbR.png)</div><div class="floatright">(https://vignette.wikia.nocookie.net/harrypotter/images/f/f3/DurmstrangCrest.png/revision/latest?cb=20160112161151)</div><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><strong>NAME:</strong> Nadia Găină (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=299655.msg14659780#msg14659780)<br><strong>YEAR:</strong> Fifth<br><strong>BLOOD STATUS:</strong> Half-blood<br><strong>WAND:</strong> 11¾ inches, Pine, Dragon heartstring, Springy<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> Pictured, knee length, with white converse shoes (https://c.76.my/Malaysia/ws-037-converse-style-white-sneaker-unisex-men-women-shoes-one2seventy-1708-25-F496478_1.jpg); dress has two pockets by the waist, one contains her wand, the other some money in a wallet<br><strong>DATE | TIME:</strong> Saturday, 26 October, 2019 | Night<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Darley Penthouse | Bar<br><strong>CONTENT:</strong> Meeting people new and old<br><strong>MOOD MUSIC:</strong> M.I.A. - Bad Girls (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2uYs0gJD-LE)<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Aaren, Aleksey, Florian, Kat, Dyani, Ria, Dior, Open<br><strong>MENTIONING:</strong> Raynor</td></tr></tbody></table><br><hr><br>Aaren smiled or at least attempted to smile as she greeted him, waving at her at the same time. She smiled back, always finding something amusing out of Aaren't behavior it seemed. She then noticed the woman next to him in a flattering dress, making Nadia admire her curves until she saw her face and realized it was Dyani. A little over three years had passed since she last saw her, until the day before during the Durmstrang arrival (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=301262.msg14738956#msg14738956). Nadia would never forget a rival's face, especially one so pretty and fun to anger. Nadia's smile didn't evaporate as she saw Dyani notice her. She would not run, she never did. They would always face each other headstrong. Three years of intermission changed nothing to that fact. <br><br>Nadia never forgot and never forgave.<br><br><em>"Lets do some shots!"</em><br><br>She heard the voice to her right, accompanied by the sound of hands slamming on the counter. Nadia turned her head towards the newcomer, a pretty brunette who was apparently really in the mood for drinks. <br><br><em>"Bartender, lets get a round of tequila shots. One for all of these people hanging around here. They look too stiff, too comfortable. Especially this one."</em><br><br>The French woman indicated Nadia with her hand, to her surprise. She raised an eyebrow, squinting her eyes, and tilting her head to the side ever so slightly, as if to move her right ear towards Ria, her body language implying she had heard her wrong. <em>Hmm, excuse you?</em> she thought, eye rolling mentally at Ria's quick judgement of her person. <br><br>"You must not know Nadia, she's a party animal!" one of Raynor's rowdy bunch in her year chimed in before disappearing towards the dance floor. <em>Fucking Durmstrang goons,</em> she thought, mentally face palming. <br><br>A shot arrived in front of her. She looked at it suspiciously, but eventually put down her glass of kvass and touched the shot glass with her left thumb and index finger. <br><br><em>"Hello and welcome."</em><br><br>Another new arrival, a blonde in a nice dress, speaking and looking like she owned the place. Nadia glanced at her, lifting the tequila shot from the counter and into the air in front of her chest. <br><br><em>"This is for the beginning to a new epic year of parties, fucking, and some fucking badasses winning the Tri-Wizard Tournament. I guess some school too, but what the fuck ever."</em><br><br>"<acronym title="Cheers!">Noroc!</acronym>" she toasted in her native language, clinking her glass against Ria's, Kat's, and whoever else joined in, before drinking the tequila in one go. <br><br>Without flinching, she swallowed the liquid and felt the burning sensation quickly come and go in her throat, reaching her stomach. <br><br>As she turned towards Dior, Aaren and Dyani, she noticed the latter two leaving together. <em>Oh?</em> she thought, curiously amused. Nadia put her attention back to the counter, moving the shot glass away towards the bartender, and then grabbing her kvass to change the taste in her mouth from the Mexican beverage to mint. Her brother Nicolae hated anything mint-flavored, he thought it felt like drinking toothpaste. She didn't share that sentiment. Taking a sip, she glanced back towards Dior to see her in conversation. <br><br>Aleksey introduced himself to the blonde woman, as well as his mini-me, Florian, apparently from Beauxbâtons. <em>Intriguing pair, those two,</em> she thought, looking to her left at the pushy Frenchwoman, the skinny silver-haired baseball cap wearing person, and in the distance she saw Raynor apparently lifting someone in the air. Nadia almost choked on her drink as she started to laugh at the sight. <br><br>"We have a Hulk," she heard herself say, quoting Tony Stark. She had a quick dry ironic laugh, as her eyes searched for Ria's and then Kat's. "May I know your names?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Hogwarts: A New Beginning [Darley Penthouse]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Heartsink</strong> on <strong>12-03-2019, 06:42:18</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://folkr.fr/wp-content/uploads/2017/10/pomme-interview-voix-a-croquer-folkr-04.jpg)</div><div class="floatright">(https://i.imgur.com/yuExVFv.png)</div><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><strong>NAME:</strong> Angela Tilbury (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=299655.msg14674503#msg14674503)<br><strong>YEAR:</strong> Slytherin, Third Year<br><strong>BLOOD STATUS:</strong> Pureblood<br><strong>WAND:</strong> 15 inches, Fir, Unicorn tail hair, Rigid<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> Pictured<br><strong>DATE | TIME:</strong> Saturday, October 26th, 2019 | Night<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Darley Penthouse<br><strong>CONTENT:</strong> Henlo<br><strong>MOOD MUSIC:</strong> Ariana Grande - no tears left to cry (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ffxKSjUwKdU)<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Elizabeth, Open<br><strong>MENTIONING:</strong> Valentin</td></tr></tbody></table><br><hr><br>Elizabeth's smile was a thing of itself, radiant despite the dimly lit and reddened atmosphere. She mentioned some people would miss out on the party, which was true, despite Angela's babbling. She then hinted that the bar and the party itself weren't so bad, which prompted Angela to laugh, slightly embarrassed. She didn't mean to belittle anyone, especially not Elizabeth, and she hoped she didn't take it that way. Even so, Angela had no idea of Elizabeth's reputation at parties. Once Angela mentioned there were other ways to have fun at parties than drink, Elizabeth seemed surprised as she finished her glass of champagne.<br><br><em>"Really? What would they be?"</em><br><br>"Oh, hmm, well," Angela began, glancing around to see what other people were doing. "There's dancing and uh, conversing," she continued, the smile on her face turning into a laugh as she looked back at Elizabeth. "Among other things..." she added, leaving the rest to imagination, noticing Valentin standing alone not far away. "People watching, if you're into... that," she cautiously suggested, glancing at the brunette. "See this bloke? He just got dumped, the poor man, he looks miserable. Who's gonna take care of the unheard song playlists? Who's gonna have custody of the Netflix account? All because he still lived with his nan," she made up the story on the go, shaking her head at the end, like she actually felt sympathy for Valentin's imaginary struggles. <br><br>Maybe she read too many novels, but making up stories for strangers had been a fun way to pass time at Hogwarts since she entered. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Hogwarts: A New Beginning [Darley Penthouse]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mellific</strong> on <strong>12-03-2019, 13:22:06</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://i.pinimg.com/736x/11/ec/30/11ec305ad14e9fc040705b1cf3b0285b.jpg)</div><div class="floatright">(https://vignette.wikia.nocookie.net/harrypotter/images/f/f3/DurmstrangCrest.png/revision/latest?cb=20160112161151)</div><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><strong>NAME:</strong> Aaren Sandstrom (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=299655.msg14658128#msg14658128)<br><strong>YEAR:</strong> Fifth<br><strong>BLOOD STATUS:</strong> Half-blood<br><strong>WAND:</strong> 12 inch | Redwood | Dragon Heartstring <br><strong>WEARING:</strong> This outfit, without sunglasses (http://cdn01.cdn.justjaredjr.com/wp-content/uploads/2015/11/gregg-fitness/gregg-sulkin-fitness-inspiration-faking-set-05.jpg)<br><strong>DATE | TIME:</strong> Saturday, October 26th, 2019 | Night<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Darley Penthouse | Lost<br><strong>CONTENT:</strong> Open heart, open mind, never know who you'll find...<br><strong>MOOD MUSIC:</strong> DNCE - Kissing Strangers (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wzZWXrlDj-A)<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Dyani | (Mentioning: Kat, Dior, Rhys) | Partially open</td></tr></tbody></table><br><hr><br>Aaren was hit with a wave of nostalgia when Dyani said she did what she wanted. Yep, that was definitely her all right. And her words were accurate. She did do what she wanted, often times without thinking of the consequences. Sometimes without having to deal with any consequences, because of her blood status or modelesque looks, which were a dangerous combination for any guy to have to face. <br><br>Before he departed from the bar, Aaren smiled politely at the others gathered - specifically the one Dyani had said hello to. His sideways smile was quite apologetic, considering he was about to suggest Dyani follow him elsewhere and leave the bar behind. After collecting the water bottles, he turned over his shoulder to make sure Dyani was following him and caught a glimpse of Dior, who looked just as stunning in person, as she did in her pictures. <br><br>He knew he should have slid into her DM’s when it was essentially suggested that he do so, after they exchanged some photos online. But, after reconsidering the messages from an ugly fellow named Rhys, he realized Dior likely had at least one not so secret admirer. Maybe that guy was threatened by Durmstrang and Beauxbatons, but Aaren could relate to his jealous retaliation, left in comment form. <br><br>So, he just never bothered to push that button. It wasn’t that he wasn’t interested, but Dior struck him as a bit of a maneater. And he wasn’t in a place in his life where he could handle a girl like that. Frankly, he didn’t want a girl like that. Maybe he was just making up excuse after excuse to keep himself from having to face the reality that he still needed to move on with someone sooner than later. Before Nadia giggled at him like he was amusing her by just being himself, again. <br><br>Once he reached the hallway that led to the staircase, Aaren rested their waters on a nearby end table and debated about sitting on the bench beside it, but remained standing to find that Dyani had actually joined him. He tried to wipe the surprise off of his face, but couldn’t. At least, not completely. When he gave her a compliment and asked for a hug, Aaren’s arms raised expectantly, but Dyani questioned him while wearing a face of disbelief. Or disgust. <br><br>A wave of familiar, unpleasant feelings returned all at once. Dyani left Aaren there with his arms stretched out, as she questioned his sanity. Or, more specifically, reminded him that she used to be a colossal bitch to him, at seemingly every opportunity she got. “So, no hug then.” He chuckled, his grin only widening as his hand combed through his locks and scratched idly at the back of his neck. <br><br>Aaren shrugged, lowering his other hand and shifting his thumb so that it rested against the edge of his jeans pocket. “I figured… let bygones be bygones. Right? A reunion is still a reunion.” Dyani mentioned that she was hoping to apologize and Aaren gestured to the bench behind him, then handed her the water bottle from earlier. <br><br>“Here. Let’s sit and have a chat.” His smile was easy and inviting, as he took his own water bottle and sat down. “I’m all ears.” He encouraged her to go on, clearly piqued by her mention of an apology. He perked his brows, unscrewed the lid to his water bottle and took a sip, then licked his lips absently when he regarded her again. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Hogwarts: A New Beginning [Darley Penthouse]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Totoro</strong> on <strong>12-03-2019, 17:34:31</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://mir-s3-cdn-cf.behance.net/project_modules/max_1200/fc082835007785.56e69e1b15f32.jpg)</div><div class="floatright">(https://vignette.wikia.nocookie.net/harrypotter/images/a/ae/Hogwartscrest.png/revision/latest?cb=20110806202805)</div><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><strong>NAME:</strong> Elizabeth Nightshade (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=299655.msg14713380#msg14713380)<br><strong>HOUSE | YEAR:</strong> Slythering | 7th<br><strong>BLOOD STATUS:</strong> PUREBLOOD<br><strong>WAND:</strong> 10.5" | Blackthorn | Horned Serpent Horn<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> A lacy slightly short black dress that shows her shoulder, chest and neck tattoos. 5" Stiletto heels that make her 6'4". <br><strong>DATE | TIME:</strong> Saturday, 26 October, 2019 | Night<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Darley Penthouse | Main Hall<br><strong>CONTENT:</strong> Arriving at the party<br><strong>MOOD MUSIC:</strong> Led Zeppelin - Black Dog (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=QuzAxJQElqs)<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Angela, Open</td></tr></tbody></table><br><hr><br>Elizabeth caught the hint in Angela's little laugh. It was cute, definitely. She just smiled, listening as Angela replied. Definitely flirting, when she mentioned other things. Elizabeth had relatively easily figured out Angela's interest, and let herself half-smirk in response. It was flattering. Ego raising, even. Not that a drinking Elizabeth needed that. Elizabeth never was one for dancing, until she was drunk enough that it just became an excuse to seduce someone.<br><br>She followed Angela's eyes to Valentin, who Elizabeth didn't recognise. A smile crept over her lips. For the first few moments she wasn't sure if Angela was telling the truth, but it very quickly devolved to the comedic. She laughed lightly, shaking her head. "Poor boy." She noted, making a show of glancing about the room. "Perhaps we should find someone to cheer him up a little." She suggested, half-tempted to see what might happen. "Depends what's on the playlist. And what the netflix watch history's like." She was pretty happy to play along. "Oh! And what the nan's like, I suppose." She half laughed and half giggled.<br><br>Champagne empty Elizabeth gave the bar a half-glance. She definitely wanted another drink. She'd overheard raised voices talking about shots, and was half-tempted to join in. But she was enjoying talking to Angela, and curious where she'd take Elizabeth's suggestion about the poor dumped boy. She could always grab a drink from one of the cigarette girls if Angela really did keep playing alone with the story. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Hogwarts: A New Beginning [Darley Penthouse]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Malrunar</strong> on <strong>12-03-2019, 19:05:34</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/51FjDMC.jpg)</div><div class="floatright">(https://i.imgur.com/A5xScp0.png)</div><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><br><strong>NAME:</strong> Evelyn “Eevee” St. Claire (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=299655.msg14750198#msg14750198)<br><strong>HOUSE | YEAR:</strong> Ravenclaw, Fifth<br><strong>BLOOD STATUS:</strong> Muggle Born<br><strong>WAND:</strong>[/b] 10 ⅕ inches | Larch | White River Monster Spine (https://i.imgur.com/eU3N2Ee.jpg)<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> This number right here! (https://i.imgur.com/tdJZVtG.jpg)<br><strong>DATE | TIME:</strong> October 26th, Evening<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Darley Penthouse<br><strong>CONTENT:</strong> Time to mingle<br><strong>MOOD MUSIC:</strong> Switch -Will Smith (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=uzUozo1628U)<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong>Open</td></tr></tbody></table><br><hr><br>Evelyn couldn’t help but jump when the chanting frat boys entered the party, but after witnessing their interactions for a few moments a slow smile stretched out across her face. It seemed they weren’t looking to posture themselves and strut, so much as showing a little ‘school spirit’. Literally. She passed on a shot that was offered her way but was quite happy to share some conversation, and when that natural flow and ebb passed her by she was left feeling a little more excited than when her evening began.<br><br>The tournament was all the talk at school, but upon the arrival of Durmstrang and Beauxbaton, the conversation seemed to take a momentary tilt. It was less about the cup and more about those beautiful faces or those intimidating figures. Sexy. Alcohol. Dior was quite sharp. Throwing this party was an excellent way to see these people with low inhibitions and get a better measure on who they were up against. Or maybe the woman just wanted an excuse to throw another lavish party? Hard to tell with that one.<br><br>Tired from dancing and looking to quench her thirst, Evelyn turned her eyes to the bar but hesitated approaching it. It wasn’t as if the woman was intimidated by the crowd that had gathered there, but she wasn’t much of a drinker and it looked like they were lining up the sort of juice that would knock her right on her ass in one swallow. The night was still young and she really didn’t want to spend the last half praising to the porcelain gods. <em>Time for a walk,</em><br><br>This wasn’t her first time at one of the Darley’s swanky events. Just around the corner and down a more subdued hallway she found a table with bottled water and other non-alcoholic refreshments. Eevee grabbed one of the bottled, rolling it across her forehead to help cool her down as she carried herself to one of the couched and plopped down without ceremony. It was hot, she could feel her pulse inside her tongue from the exertion of dancing for so long, but she didn’t mind the break where it was a little quieter. It gave her a chance to simply watch the crowd and enjoy the buzz of activity.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Hogwarts: A New Beginning [Darley Penthouse]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Malrunar</strong> on <strong>12-03-2019, 20:43:10</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/QLB4q0X.jpg)</div><div class="floatright">(https://i.imgur.com/MbTutcl.png)</div><br><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><strong>NAME:</strong> Bambi “Bam” Trémaux &nbsp;(https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=299655.msg14665939#msg14665939)<br><strong>YEAR:</strong> Third Year<br><strong>BLOOD STATUS:</strong> Pureblood<br><strong>WAND:</strong> 9 ¾ inches / Rosewood / Unicorn Hair (https://i.imgur.com/ZLtC9NW.jpg)<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> This dress, (https://i.imgur.com/mjbiyxR.jpg) with these heels (https://i.imgur.com/3b0VDty.jpg) and these braids (https://i.imgur.com/14LB8OF.jpg)<br><strong>DATE | TIME:</strong> October 26th, Evening<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Darley Penthouse<br><strong>CONTENT:</strong> It’s like the Lion King meets Dirty Dancing<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Rhys, Mack, Raynor, Open</td></tr></tbody></table><br><br><hr><br>Bambi just couldn’t make heads or tails about Rhys. He seemed quite friendly- after all he had been one of the first students to introduce himself to her at the party. But between the lingo he used, the side eye and the foreboding red lights, it was tough to get a clear read. Now, more than ever, she was quite pleased to have practiced her English with her friend Eliza. If she struggled to pick up his meaning now, what would it have been like if she was covered with a little more rust?<br><br>Bambi mouthed the words <em>fam</em>, <em>wimps</em> and <em>innit</em>, hoping that feeling them on her lips would spark recognition somehow. She furrowed her brows and picked his fast-paced sentence apart until she <em>thought</em>she understood and the gave a relieved laugh. Finally, she rubbed bashfully at the back of her neck and nodded. “You're like quarreling siblings. Each unique, each misunderstood?” She didn’t have any siblings of her own, so this was only a guess. But Mackenzie seemed to agree and gave a bob of her head, sending her pretty red hair flicking from side to side.<br><br>“It’s pretty much a love to hate with us. Especially Rhys.”<br><br>His hand was still resting on her shoulder. She was beginning to think that, maybe, there might have been some greeting or response she was supposed to give to that. Bambi looked at his hand and was just opening her mouth to speak when instead, she squeaked.<br><br>“Eep!”<br><br>What else did you say, when you found yourself suddenly rushed at by a hulking, bearded figure? She went rigid, wide-eyed, then she was up into the air and spun around a few times with even more enthusiasm than she was prepared for. But, gently, she found the floor again and her legs didn’t wobble as badly as she feared. Clearly, this man didn’t wish her any harm, even if she was quite confused. He hadn’t guessed wrong, he really did seem to know who she was. But ten years and a majestic beard needed a little brain-work to think through. Having him introduce himself did the trick, however, and as soon as Raynor said his name recognition slapped her in the face and nearly caused her to drop her flute of champagne to the ground. “Raynor!” It had been nearly ten years. Apparently she wasn’t the only one who grew up. Unable to help herself, Bambi laughed behind her hand and looked from Mack and Rhys back to her childhood friend. “My goodness… What are you doing here?!” She winced immediately, realizing just how stupid that question was and tried to adjust the direction. “I mean… do you go to school here? At Hogwarts?”
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				Title: <strong>Re: Hogwarts: A New Beginning [Darley Penthouse]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Malrunar</strong> on <strong>12-03-2019, 21:31:35</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/jjdYHyu.jpg)</div><div class="floatright">(https://i.imgur.com/yuExVFv.png)</div><br><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><strong>NAME:</strong> Mackenzie “Mack” O’Hare (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=299655.msg14674148#msg14674148)<br><strong>YEAR:</strong> Fifth, Gryffindor<br><strong>BLOOD STATUS:</strong> Half-Blood<br><strong>WAND:</strong> Beech / 12” / Horned Serpent Horn (https://i.imgur.com/xVVNflt.jpg)<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> This right hurr (https://i.imgur.com/KBN0flw.jpg) with these bitch-shoes (https://i.imgur.com/IOCSl4A.jpg). Also also: this necklace (https://i.imgur.com/2Sj41ap.jpg) from Aleks.<br><strong>DATE | TIME:</strong> 26th October, Evening<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Darley Penthouse<br><strong>CONTENT:</strong> On the hunt<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Rhys, Bambi, Raynor, Dior, Aleks, Everyone else at the bar.<br><strong>MENTIONING:</strong></td></tr></tbody></table><br><hr><br>She wasn’t disappointed. Rhys certainly had the eye for pretty little things, she couldn’t deny him that advantage. But listening to the conversation unfold was everything she had hoped for and more. She smiled into her glass, nodded appropriately, and didn’t even throw dirt into the hole he was digging himself into. Actually, she was about to help the man out, give him a ‘leg up’, or in the very least, act as the wingman. Mackenzie was about to say something about how Rhys was an excellent Quidditch player, or about how he was such a strong and supportive friend. Sprinkle a little tenderness over a bad-ass and some women just ate that up. Bambi seemed like the romantic type, no doubt it would turn her into goo.<br><br>But then the brute came charging in and it was game over. He had her in his arms and spinning around before Mackenzie could suck in enough air to belt out her loud laugh, and if she was reading the light in the male’s eyes correctly -Raynor he had said- then this ship had already sailed. Rhys and Mack were both standing at the docks.<br><br>Her game was over, but she was still chuckling into her drink by the time she turned her eyes to her friend and saluted him with her glass. “The night is young, and the alcohol is still pouring.” It had been worth every delay. “Rhys, I love you. Never change.” She blew him a kiss, wiggled her index finger goodbye at Bambi and Raynor, then did an about-face. What she wanted was something more to drink, something with fewer bubbles and more bite. What she <em>hadn’t</em> expected was to see Aleks at the bar surrounded by beautiful strangers and some familiar friends.<br><br>Her thoughts swarmed as if they had been hoisted up and spun around by Raynor’s enthusiasm, undecided how she felt about the scene. Aleks was on the other side of the room, but her stomach was doing that floppy, giddy thing again and she couldn’t even blame it on nerves. Part of her wanted to get into the plastic bag Rhys brought and get so drunk and so high that she would fast-forward the evening to a more miserable, gut-wrenching one. Get so pissed she didn’t have to face this weirdness. On the other, she found this sensation exciting and new and that was a rare treat for her these days.<br><br>Mackenzie ditched her empty glass on a passing waitress’ tray and decided to hell with it. If Rhys was going to strike out on his first try, she wouldn’t be behind if she did too. She was a woman on a mission. A woman with intention. She was going to need a lot more liquid courage.<br><br>“Well now, I’m quite insulted.” Mack approached from behind Dior’s left shoulder, wearing her usual Cheshire grin just a little crookedly on her lips. Sliding up to her friend, she proceeded to knock shoulders with her in familiar greeting, before finally turning her eyes back on Aleks and the others. “When we met there was less flattery. Actually, I think he might have been frightened of me.” <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Hogwarts: A New Beginning [Darley Penthouse]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Heartsink</strong> on <strong>12-03-2019, 21:41:14</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://media.giphy.com/media/kR6A2nro8yx3i/giphy.gif)</div><div class="floatright">(https://i.imgur.com/yuExVFv.png)</div><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><strong>NAME:</strong> Rhys Morahan (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=299655.msg14664047#msg14664047)<br><strong>YEAR:</strong> Gryffindor, 6th Year<br><strong>BLOOD STATUS:</strong> Half-blood<br><strong>WAND:</strong> 10 inches, Chestnut, Dragon heartstring, Flexible<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> Timbs, black jeans, navy blue shirt (https://i.pinimg.com/originals/40/56/39/4056395aef78e09fdb9880b8fffadcdd.png)<br><strong>DATE | TIME:</strong> October 26th, Evening<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Darley Penthouse<br><strong>CONTENT:</strong> Challenge is on<br><strong>MOOD MUSIC:</strong> Imagine Dragons - Thunder (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=fKopy74weus)<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Bambi, Mack, Raynor, Open<br><strong>MENTIONING:</strong> N/A</td></tr></tbody></table><br><hr><br><em>"You're like quarreling siblings. Each unique, each misunderstood?"</em><br><br>"Naaaah," Rhys let out, not really agreeing with that. <br><br><em>"It's pretty much a love to hate with us. Especially Rhys."</em><br><br>Rhys glanced at Mack as she said that, nodding and wobbling his head slightly as he kind of agreed with that statement. <em>Some truth in that,</em> he thought. <br><br>"Healthy rivalries amongst neighbors; wouldn't really use the word sibling, luv, not when shagging's involved. All of it is pretty straightforward, though, if you ask me," he explained. <br><br>Rhys's hand slipped on Bambi's shoulder as Raynor grabbed Bambi like a bag of potatoes, with Rhys having just the time to duck Bambi's legs with a step back as Raynor spun her around carelessly. <br><br>"What the fuck, mate?" Rhys let out, visibly upset. "Put her down, King Kong, she's not Ann Darrow," he ordered the giant, not as intimidated by the physical presence of the man as maybe he should be. <em>The taller they are the harder they fall,</em> Rhys remembered himself, ready to rugby tackle his ass if need be, but Raynor put her down softly and took a moment to speak. Bambi looked speechless as well, possibly traumatized. She seemed not to know who he was, which confused Rhys even more. <br><br><em>"You've grown up. Grown more beautiful than a good night's dream. I never thought I'd see you again, but here you are. It's like magic. Or fate!"</em><br><br>"What?" Rhys exclaimed, realizing the giant apparently knew Bambi. Then again, there was a way to greet someone properly. <br><br><em>"Do you remember me? My name is Raynor."</em><br><br>Rhys turned his head towards Mack, shook his head, then looked back at Raynor. <br><br>"You might've wanted to start off with that, mate, instead of grabbing people out of nowhere," Rhys pointed out, looking up to the man eight inches taller than him. <br><br><em>"The night is young, and the alcohol is still pouring. Rhys, I love you. Never change."</em><br><br>On that note, Mack blew him a kiss, which Rhys interpreted as ironic, and she walked away to the bar. <br><br>"<acronym title="Have a good time">Knees up</acronym>," he told her as she left. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Hogwarts: A New Beginning [Darley Penthouse]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Totoro</strong> on <strong>13-03-2019, 02:39:11</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://assets.teenvogue.com/photos/5c3fb4eae6787a2d54b09f98/master/w_1600,c_limit/IMG_3207.JPG)</div><div class="floatright">(https://vignette.wikia.nocookie.net/harrypotter/images/a/ae/Hogwartscrest.png/revision/latest?cb=20110806202805)</div><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><strong>NAME:</strong> Joseph 'Joey' Kingston (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=299655.msg14706442#msg14706442)<br><strong>HOUSE | YEAR:</strong> Gryffindor | 5th<br><strong>BLOOD STATUS:</strong> Muggle Born<br><strong>WAND:</strong> 13.5" | Red Oak | Rougarou hair<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> A loose fitting shirt, not fully buttoned, three gold chains and a pair of dark blue jeans.<br><strong>DATE | TIME:</strong> Saturday, 26 October, 2019 | Night<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Darley Penthouse | Main Hall<br><strong>CONTENT:</strong> And we can do this until we pass out<br><strong>MOOD MUSIC:</strong> Tinie Tempah Ft. Labrinth - Pass Out (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=HmXiLTfQFOM)<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong>&nbsp; Evelyn “Eevee” St. Claire, Open</td></tr></tbody></table><br><hr><br>Joey spent his first while at the party dancing with just about anyone and everyone. He was far from trained but confident, fit and possessed of a natural rhythm that kept him capable enough. Between dances with strangers he slammed his way through a handful of shots, and drank a few glasses of champagne altogether too quickly. Before long there was no doubt that Joey was at least tipsy, but keeping himself together. Joey had a reasonable alcohol tolerance, born primarily of practice. Besides he was a fortunately good kind of drunk, mostly laid back and outgoing without becoming painfully obnoxious. <br><br>There was no denying it was a great party, even if he couldn't stand the hostess either. Fortunately it was easily large enough to avoid her and have his brand of fun. He was distracted from the dance, drink, dance cycle while approaching a cigarette girl who he thought was the same one he'd hit on before. Maybe. Then again maybe the numbers game would play out in is favour. If he hit on enough of them it'd work out eventually. From the corner of his eye he caught a glimpse of Eevee, who he'd seen dancing, heading away from the dance floor. <br><br>He didn't know her well, or have a lot in common with her. If anything he'd been a little surprised at her dancing. But Joey tended to be a conscientious man in his own way, and he opted to check if she was doing alright. Pushing his way through the dance floor without shoving he kept up the grins and greetings before being free of the crowd himself. It looked as though she was just trying to cool off, and he couldn't deny that he was also very, very warm. He caught her eye on approach, smiling and giving a nod of recognition. <br><br>Not one to waste time, Joey let himself collapse onto the couch and chuckle lightly to himself. Dancing always felt great until after, when it reminded him it was more exhausting than he thought. He had no drinks in hand now, and just rested one arm on the couch as he looked at Eevee. She seemed alright, but he may as well have a chat with someone he very rarely talked to. "Evening gyal." His smooth voice rolled naturally, relaxing back into the chair and blinking as he observed the crowd with her. "Dance too hard?" He asked, fairly sure she wasn't taking a seat because she'd drunk too much. In fact she looked stone cold sober. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Hogwarts: A New Beginning [Darley Penthouse]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Quick Ben</strong> on <strong>13-03-2019, 04:28:04</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/xNEhQ6X.jpg)</div><div class="floatright">(https://vignette.wikia.nocookie.net/harrypotter/images/f/f3/DurmstrangCrest.png/revision/latest?cb=20160112161151)</div><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><strong>NAME:</strong> Raynor Nordskov (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=299655.msg14677798#msg14677798)<br><strong>YEAR:</strong> Seventh<br><strong>BLOOD STATUS:</strong> Half-blood<br><strong>WAND:</strong> 12 ¼ | Hornbeam | Horned Serpent Horn<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> As Pictured<br><strong>DATE | TIME:</strong> 26 October, 2019 | Evening<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Darley Penthouse<br><strong>CONTENT:</strong> Pleasant Surprises<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Rhys – Bambi – Others - Open</td></tr></tbody></table><br><br><br><hr><br>Of the many things he had expected to see at Hogwarts, Bambi was not one of them. Raynor felt a sense of warmth, and a vividly embracing spirit burned brightly until there were no other feelings outside those of a benevolent nature that besieged his thoughts. Such was the pleasantness of this surprise, and the loudness of music and voices around him that he simply did not register much of the nearby protests declared by whomever it was that was originally speaking to her. It was not on his list of pressing engagements. So, Ray briefly acknowledged the boy student in the navy blue shirt with the curtest of stares, and a polite smile. Shortly thereafter, his true interest was quickly recaptured by Bambi.<br><br>After nine years of separation there was much to say, much to know, and very apparently, much to see. In his rush of excitement, Ray did not get a long look at Bambi. And now that he did, he saw that his childhood friend had grown beyond beautiful. He could see all too keenly that her dress clung perilously tight to every one of her curves, and that that particular dress left her long legs scandalously vulnerable to anyone's passing curiosity. His was certainly aroused, but controlled.<br><br>"Me, go here?" Raynor asked, playfully insulted. "I am no warty hog!" He declared with a grin. "I am a man of Durmstrang, tall and proud." He postured in good humor, making himself appear taller and broader than he already was. Then he drew the attention back to her. "Now," he said, expressing theatrical thoughtfulness, "if I'm to guess of your school then I would say you are undoubtedly a lady of Beauxbatons." If the rumors about her school were true, beauty and grace, he thought to himself, then she surpassed them all.<br><br>"I dare you to tell me that I'm wrong," he smirked, sidling up next to Bam and wrapping an arm around her, hand on hip. "If I am, I owe you drinks. If I'm right, then you owe me a dance." Either way, they would finally have a chance to catch up.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Hogwarts: A New Beginning [Darley Penthouse]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Malrunar</strong> on <strong>13-03-2019, 07:13:10</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/QLB4q0X.jpg)</div><div class="floatright">(https://i.imgur.com/MbTutcl.png)</div><br><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><strong>NAME:</strong> Bambi “Bam” Trémaux &nbsp;(https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=299655.msg14665939#msg14665939)<br><strong>YEAR:</strong> Third Year<br><strong>BLOOD STATUS:</strong> Pureblood<br><strong>WAND:</strong> 9 ¾ inches / Rosewood / Unicorn Hair (https://i.imgur.com/ZLtC9NW.jpg)<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> This dress, (https://i.imgur.com/mjbiyxR.jpg) with these heels (https://i.imgur.com/3b0VDty.jpg) and these braids (https://i.imgur.com/14LB8OF.jpg)<br><strong>DATE | TIME:</strong> October 26th, Evening<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Darley Penthouse<br><strong>CONTENT:</strong>&nbsp; Reunited and it feels so goooood!<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Raynor, Rhys, Open</td></tr></tbody></table><br><br><hr><br>She should have guessed.<br><br>Bambi had so many questions but didn’t know where to even begin. Where has he been all these years? What took him all the way to Durmstrang? When Bambi was a child and started her first year at Beauxbaton, she had hoped for the surprise of running into the familiar giant in the halls. After the first year, and an inquiry with her disgruntled father on the subject, all she was told was that he ‘went away’. There were many reasons why their families had drifted apart, things that she didn’t dwell on or see the reason to put value in even as she understood that it was probably more complicated than she realized. But Bambi didn’t like to dwell on the negatives. You couldn’t raise your loved ones from the dead just as you couldn’t change the past. It was hard enough planning for the future, it didn’t do well to be bogged down from memories concerning things out of your control.<br><br>The return of her friend caused fond memories she treasured to resurface. It was very good to see him again and to see that his good-natured ways hadn’t left him.<br><br>Raynor stepped closer, up against her side before he slipped his arm around her waist. She wasn’t used to the bold contact but it wasn’t something that made her shrink away, either. <em>Blushing again, are we?</em> It never seemed to stop.<br><br>When her question was reciprocated, she found herself laughing out and instead of hiding her smile behind her fingers, Bambi playfully shoved against his chest. “You’re a cheat!” She declared. “My family has been with Beauxbaton since the beginning, you know this.” Did that mean she really owed him a dance? <em>Would that be such a terrible thing?</em> Her pulse was leaping with the sort of nervous energy one got while riding on a roller coaster. There was a little fear of the unknown, but at no point did she feel unsafe or even wary. The wonted presence of Raynor brought with it the security and ease. Suddenly, all of the anxiety vanished.<br><br>“Forgive me,” she turned to look at her new acquaintance, gesturing with her hand. “Rhys, this is Raynor Nordskov. I’ve known him since before I could walk.” She shifted her gesture to Rhys. “Rhys goes to Hogwarts. He and his girlfriend were just telling me about the different houses at this school. They’re both from Gryffindor!” <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Hogwarts: A New Beginning [Darley Penthouse]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Heartsink</strong> on <strong>13-03-2019, 08:27:37</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://gifimage.net/wp-content/uploads/2018/06/taron-egerton-gif-6.gif)</div><div class="floatright">(https://i.imgur.com/yuExVFv.png)</div><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><strong>NAME:</strong> Rhys Morahan (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=299655.msg14664047#msg14664047)<br><strong>YEAR:</strong> Gryffindor, 6th Year<br><strong>BLOOD STATUS:</strong> Half-blood<br><strong>WAND:</strong> 10 inches, Chestnut, Dragon heartstring, Flexible<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> Timbs, black jeans, navy blue shirt (https://i.pinimg.com/originals/40/56/39/4056395aef78e09fdb9880b8fffadcdd.png)<br><strong>DATE | TIME:</strong> October 26th, Evening<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Darley Penthouse<br><strong>CONTENT:</strong> Challenge is on<br><strong>MOOD MUSIC:</strong> Imagine Dragons - Thunder (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=fKopy74weus)<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Bambi, Raynor, Open<br><strong>MENTIONING:</strong> Mack</td></tr></tbody></table><br><hr><br>Unfortunately for probably everyone involved, Rhys had anger management issues. Therefore once angered, there was little that could be done to calm him down and make him see things reasonably. Raynor had just wronged him, some truth and some exaggeration to his perception. <em>Man not only just hijacked the conversation, he bloody cockblocked me then ignored me like I'm some knob,</em> he thought, veins almost popping out of his neck as he breathed more heavily. <em>Insulted Hogwarts... Man has fucking nerves. Durmstrang prick talking big,</em> he thought, glaring at Raynor. <br><br>He wasn't about to start a fight or a duel at Dior's place, he'd get excommunicated from her circle which almost meant by association excommunicated from Hogwarts' social life. <br><br>He then noticed Bambi had turned towards him and was trying to introduce one to another. During that time, Rhys had dropped his hand to his right jeans pocket and took out his phone. <br><br><em>"Rhys, this is Raynor Nordskov. I've known him since before I could walk."</em><br><br>"Uh huh," he said, lifting his phone up to his waist and switching to camera mode with a movement of his thumb on the touch screen. <br><br><em>"Rhys goes to Hogwarts. He and his girlfriend were just telling me about the different houses at this school. They're both from Gryffindor!"</em><br><br>"Yep, don't mind me, just need to take a picture of what a cunt looks like," Rhys announced, clicking on the capture button, causing his phone to flash and take a picture of Raynor's face. "There ya go..." he added, smirking and putting his phone back in his pocket in one move, before turning his head towards Bambi. "Wait, did you say girlfriend?" he asked, frowning his eyebrow before laughing out loud. "Hell nah, I was hitting on you, luv, how could Mack be my girlfriend?"<br><br>He made an incredulous face, his anger apparently gone for now, although it could be back as quickly as it appeared depending on how Raynor would react. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Hogwarts: A New Beginning [Darley Penthouse]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mellific</strong> on <strong>13-03-2019, 13:49:42</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://socialitelife.com/wp-content/uploads/2018/12/xserrano9_1517085662.jpg)</div><div class="floatright">(https://i.imgur.com/MbTutcl.png)</div><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><strong>NAME:</strong> Daniel Delgado (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=299655.msg14674292#msg14674292)<br><strong>YEAR:</strong> Sixth<br><strong>BLOOD STATUS:</strong> Halfblood<br><strong>WAND:</strong> 11 inch | Rowan | Dragon Heartstring <br><strong>WEARING:</strong> This outfit (https://www.thefashionisto.com/wp-content/uploads/2014/11/Xavier-Serrano-Icon-Fashion-Editorial-001.jpg)<br><strong>DATE | TIME:</strong> Saturday, 26 October, 2019 | Evening<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Darley penthouse <br><strong>CONTENT:</strong> Toasty~<br><strong>MOOD MUSIC:</strong> Skrillex - Reptile (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DpS7nCweYZI)<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Dior | Open</td></tr></tbody></table><br><hr><br>Daniel arrived late to the party, but then again, he was late for most things. Typically, he didn’t keep a watch on his person, and he never bothered with setting up alarms on his phone. So, that meant he was typically running late. But, most of the time, that never hindered him from having a good time, and rarely did it ever get him in trouble. <br><br>He expected things would be no different here, at this party, hosted by someone he didn’t know. It would probably be the polite thing to go and search her out, now that he thought about it. But, his brain was a bit foggy, admittedly, thanks to the pre-gaming he did before arriving. Even though he was fairly new to drinking, he knew enough to pre-game before a party. <br><br>When he arrived, he figured it had been long enough since he wet his whistle and grabbed a glass of champagne from someone who walked by with them offered on a tray. Daniel was bumping into people as he moved through the crowd, which was massive, asking those who he made eye contact with if they knew where the hostess was, mostly out of blind curiosity. <br><br>Taking swigs of his champagne as he went through the party, he found a wall to lean against and observed the others as they swarmed around the bar. That was when someone pointed out the hostess to him. “Her name is Dior,” someone said. Daniel nodded his head in appreciation and headed over to her, not really noticing if he was interrupting. “Great party,” he said near her ear. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Hogwarts: A New Beginning [Darley Penthouse]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Malrunar</strong> on <strong>13-03-2019, 19:02:23</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/51FjDMC.jpg)</div><div class="floatright">(https://i.imgur.com/A5xScp0.png)</div><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><br><strong>NAME:</strong> Evelyn “Eevee” St. Claire (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=299655.msg14750198#msg14750198)<br><strong>HOUSE | YEAR:</strong> Ravenclaw, Fifth<br><strong>BLOOD STATUS:</strong> Muggle Born<br><strong>WAND:</strong>[/b] 10 ⅕ inches | Larch | White River Monster Spine (https://i.imgur.com/eU3N2Ee.jpg)<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> This number right here! (https://i.imgur.com/tdJZVtG.jpg)<br><strong>DATE | TIME:</strong> October 26th, Evening<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Darley Penthouse<br><strong>CONTENT:</strong> Barkin' dogs, refreshment and conversation.<br><strong>MOOD MUSIC:</strong> Switch -Will Smith (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=uzUozo1628U)<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong>Open</td></tr></tbody></table><br><hr><br>Joey had a bit of a reputation, but it wasn’t one that put the woman in any distress. He was handsome, with the sort of voice you could almost feel across the skin and an easy, friendly smile that chased away insecurities. She had to admit that she enjoyed the way he seemed to mingle with all sorts of people, instead of gravitating towards one particular clique. She was much the same. Her house may have been Ravenclaw, but Evelyn was friends with almost everyone. She and Addison Snow were both known to be ‘mama hens’ for big ravers like this. If you had too much to drink or needed to ditch the creep, they were the ones you found to help you along your way. Needed someone to wake up in the bathroom with a missing tooth and a black eye? They’d call on Mack.<br><br>Eevee opened the bottled water before habitually dipped her nail into the refreshment. The polish she had charmed didn’t change any color so she knew it was safe to drink. Half the bottle was gone before her smile was out, bright and dazzling, and she recovered enough breath to respond to Gryffindor.<br><br>“Wotcher, Joey!” She wiped the condensation off the bottle, then smeared her palm across the side of her neck. The cold felt good. So did sitting down.<br><br>Her long skirt hid her legs from view, but they stretched out, giving her feet a break as well. The heels were comfortable, but after an hour of dancing, she was a little more aware of them.<br><br>“Just thought I’d take a break before I had to call it quits! Nights too young for too much of anything right now.” Her American accent -or perhaps, her lack of an accent, as she often said- seemed to contrast with all the beautiful voices that surrounded them tonight. Her voice was a little husky, but she was animated and enthusiastic where it counted. Hard to find Evelyn without a smile on her face. “You good?”
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				Title: <strong>Re: Hogwarts: A New Beginning [Darley Penthouse]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Totoro</strong> on <strong>13-03-2019, 22:51:25</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://assets.teenvogue.com/photos/5c3fb4eae6787a2d54b09f98/master/w_1600,c_limit/IMG_3207.JPG)</div><div class="floatright">(https://vignette.wikia.nocookie.net/harrypotter/images/a/ae/Hogwartscrest.png/revision/latest?cb=20110806202805)</div><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><strong>NAME:</strong> Joseph 'Joey' Kingston (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=299655.msg14706442#msg14706442)<br><strong>HOUSE | YEAR:</strong> Gryffindor | 5th<br><strong>BLOOD STATUS:</strong> Muggle Born<br><strong>WAND:</strong> 13.5" | Red Oak | Rougarou hair<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> A loose fitting shirt, not fully buttoned, three gold chains and a pair of dark blue jeans.<br><strong>DATE | TIME:</strong> Saturday, 26 October, 2019 | Night<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Darley Penthouse | Main Hall<br><strong>CONTENT:</strong> And we can do this until we pass out<br><strong>MOOD MUSIC:</strong> Tinie Tempah Ft. Labrinth - Pass Out (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=HmXiLTfQFOM)<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong>&nbsp; Evelyn “Eevee” St. Claire, Open</td></tr></tbody></table><br><hr><br>Despite occassionally, when he was feeling really rowdy, seeing girls like Eevee as killjoys he had a good deal of respect for her when his head was on straight. She was helpful and very caring for the younger students. Someone had to be. The buzzing sensation already flooding Joey's head certainly put him out of the count when it came to critical thinking, even before he was at a stage he'd really call drunk. Then again a wholly sober Joey wasn't renowned for his logical side. He did at least know when to step in, and over the years at parties Joey had stood up for those trying to deal with creepy behaviour. Even if he was a flirt and a little of a ladies man Joey knew when to back off.<br><br>His eyes caught the way she dipped a nail in the water bottle and felt a moment of sadness, the haze wobbling slightly and his smile briefly leaving. It was a stark reminder of the kind of things that happened on all too regular a basis. Fortunately her winning smile caused him to resume his traditional expression of joy, face rewarming in a heartbeat. <br><br>"Always, fam." He replied swiftly. A load of nonsense, really. Nobody was always alright. But as far as people went Joey was about as close as it got to being almost always in a positive and optimistic mindset. When she stretched out he joined her, feeling his hamstrings thank him for it as he shook his head. Maybe he'd danced a little too hard as well. <br><br>"You better not be calling this one too soon!" He replied, grinning enthusiastically. "Who else gonna help me teach these mans how to move?" He half-joked, half suggested she should dance with him for a while when she'd rested. His own London accent was undeniably distinct, ever-present slang a sharp change both from many of the pureblood students and new the foreign schools. <br><br>"You know I'm good." He nodded. "In my place." He nodded around to the party, calmly happy to be enjoying the energy of the room. "What about you? How's'ya night been so far?" He inquired. Despite swiftly moving on Joey felt reminded of himself. He, too, almost always asked if others were good. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Hogwarts: A New Beginning [Darley Penthouse]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Amarlo</strong> on <strong>14-03-2019, 02:06:39</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/ja4gab6.jpg)</div><div class="floatright">(https://vignette.wikia.nocookie.net/harrypotter/images/a/ae/Hogwartscrest.png/revision/latest?cb=20110806202805)</div><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><strong>NAME:</strong> <strong>Dyani Hawthorne</strong> (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=299655.msg14685893#msg14685893)<br><strong>HOUSE | YEAR:</strong> Slytherin | 3rd<br><strong>BLOOD STATUS:</strong> Pure<br><strong>WAND:</strong> Ash | Rougarou | 9 ½ inches | Crooked and Firm<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> Just a lil somethan' (https://i.imgur.com/mk4pGXl.jpg)<br><strong>DATE | TIME:</strong> Saturday, October 26th, 2019 | Night<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Darley Penthouse | Lost<br><strong>CONTENT:</strong> Cringe worthy derp - I'm just going to assume they're talking in German at this point.<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Aaren, Open | <strong>Mentioning:</strong> Angela, Nadia, Konstantin</td></tr></tbody></table><br><hr>Dyani had barely managed to escape a head on collision on her way after Aaren, and absentmindedly apologized to the girl as she continued after him without missing a beat. She was perhaps a bit too distracted with the boy turned man, and even as they slipped further away she found herself eying him up. To say the very least his backside was a more enjoyable view than any of the carefully collected art works strewn across the Darley penthouse. <br><br>She nearly faceplanted against his chest when he suddenly stopped and turned around, apparently just as surprised as she was that this whole thing was actually going down. Somehow she drew comfort in that. She was no longer the only one off balance. They were on this teeter totter together. "I don't know if it's entirely appropriate." She blinked back at him slowly, actually feeling a bit guilty for leaving him hanging like that. She was just caught up trying to process it was all. Sure, she'd been a massive bitch but maybe he actually liked that kind of thing? Konstantin had - well, at least when it was turned on others. <br><br><i>Oh god</i>... What if this was some sort of pity thing? That <i>was</i> why she had left in the end, because of the spreading rumors. People were coming up with all sorts of their own versions of her fall from grace - some had even gone as far as to suggest she was kicked out of the family because she was the reason why Kevin had--<br><br>Dyani shook her head, dispelling whatever terrible place her thoughts were trying to take her. <i>Whatever</i> the cause, perhaps she should just be grateful... Even if it didn't sit quite well in her stomach. Aaren had actually offered her a hug, right? And perhaps Dyani might have settled on that, hadn't he settled in and taken a seat like it was story time. Dyani's already tepid smile nearly fell away in entirely, and all of a sudden there were butterflies from hell in her stomach. <br><br><i>Oh god</i>, he wanted to <i>'chat'</i>... "Sure." She settled beside him with her usual grace and smoothed down the front of her skirt. Then laughed to herself quietly. "I'm not really sure how to start." Maybe it was just as weird she was going along with this so smoothly... She was being so damn polite and chill! Maybe she should call him a name or punch him or berate his girlfriend - something along those lines! This all just felt so <i>unnatural</i>. <br><br>"I guess I owe you an apology." Yes, that seemed like a good place to work from. "Back at Durmstrang I had a lot of things going on - not that it's an excuse, mind you." She offered him a sheepish smile, but continued regardless. "But I guess the best way to put is, I was confused. <i>Very</i> confused, actually." Something she had quickly learned here at Hogwards. "My family has always been more concerned about pedigree and credentials over anything else. Nothing else really mattered - and they raised me to see things that very same way." Dyani murmured, idly toying with the frills of her skirt. "I guess I wasn't really a good daughter." She paused, trying not to fidget as she took a steadying breath. "I had a pretty humungus crush on a half-blood boy - a <i>massive</i> taboo in my family's eyes."&nbsp; She stressed that last part heavily. <br><br>"They would have never accepted him. They would have never accepted <i>me</i> for even thinking he was a viable mate." And at that point her cheeks began to glow. "So I was a big coward. Instead of doing something about it, <i>anything</i>, I tormented that boy instead." <i>Ugh</i>, was she really as red faced as she was feeling? She could swear her face was about ready to burn off! "I pestered him, taunted his friends, poked at his girlfriends and became this awful person I quickly lost control of." Finally her absinthe hues peered up to him through her golden bangs. "Is any of this making sense?" <i>Please don't make me spell it out for you</i>, her eyes begged. If he didn't get it, she was sure she would die of embarrassment otherwise. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Hogwarts: A New Beginning [Darley Penthouse]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>CurvyKitten</strong> on <strong>14-03-2019, 02:28:39</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://66.media.tumblr.com/d13280ae865127ad855d844c8d94d011/tumblr_mpn3furNfU1rkmjtlo5_500.jpg)</div><div class="floatright">(https://i.imgur.com/yuExVFv.png)</div><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><strong>NAME:</strong> Hayley Alexandria Michelson (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=299655.msg14665439#msg14665439)<br><strong>YEAR:</strong> Hufflepuff / 4th Year<br><strong>BLOOD STATUS:</strong> HALFBLOOD<br><strong>WAND:</strong> 10 in. /Acacia/Thunderbird tail feather<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> this outfit (http://s3cdn-test-lookbooknu.netdna-ssl.com/files/looks/large/2013/01/29/2807686_lookbooka.jpg?1359469505), this jacket (https://images-na.ssl-images-amazon.com/images/I/71bgn7IawYL._UY445_.jpg), these shoes (https://rukminim1.flixcart.com/image/332/398/jmz7csw0/sandal/3/k/w/2003a-1102-4-cara-mia-black-original-imaf9g62r2sytvbz.jpeg?q=50) <br><strong>DATE | TIME:</strong> Saturday, October 26th, 2019 | Night<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong>&nbsp; Darley Penthouse |<br><strong>CONTENT:</strong> <br><strong>MOOD MUSIC:</strong> <br><strong>TAGGING:</strong>open</td></tr></tbody></table><br><hr>Hayley wasn't really sure what she'd gotten into her head. But for some reason, she'd ended up at the Darley family house as the twins threw some sort of rager. She'd debated attending all day, even spent a good portion of it combing through her clothes to come up with the sort of outfit that didn't look like a hot mess. She really should have called up someone for some fashion advice, but in the end, Hayley opted to wing it. After all her outfit couldn't really be the worst thing that happened that evening.<br><br>Nibbling on her lower lip Hayley debated retreating one last time but quickly pushed the thought from her mind. Running away had only served to have her alone tooling away at one project or another. And that just wasn't how she wanted to spend this year. She'd decided that when the announcement for the Triwizard tournament had been announced. Two other schools were coming to stay with them, and none of them knew who she was. There was no Mouse to them; it was like a second chance in a way. It might have been a silly thought, and who knew where it could lead her. But Hayley knew she'd get nowhere without trying.<br><br>After all, what was the worst that could happen tonight? One potential night of feeling oddly out of place and twiddling her thumbs versus the chance to have a little fun. Fun...yeah...fun...she could do this, Hayley reminded herself one more time and slipped into the house behind some other people. It was time to stop being so afraid of life. Granted doing so at a party like this was skipping the baby steps and moving all the way to first steps on the moon. But go big or go home...right?<br><br>"Hey lady you going to stand there or give me your coat?" a half-elf asked, their voice breaking Hayley from her little stupor. "Oh yeah, sorry," Hayley nodded and removed her coat and handed it over. "Thank you," she spoke but was waved off as the elf disappeared with her coat without another word. Looking back to the red soaked entryway and took a deep breath.<br><br>Moving farther in Hayley wasn't surprised to see the display of wealth around her. Dior always made sure to display that she'd had the best in life, no doubt the incredible display here tonight was her doing. As she never really saw Derek as the showy type. Then again she'd barely known either of them, beyond her less than stellar interactions with Dior. So she wasn't about to judge him by his sister's actions. Still, as Hayley started moving into the main areas she couldn't help but be impressed and a bit set back. She was clearly underdressed, but there was no fixing that now. "Ok, your here...now what?" she asked herself and simply started to carefully move through the crowded rooms as if she'd just happen upon a place she'd somehow belong. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Hogwarts: A New Beginning [Darley Penthouse]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>CurvyKitten</strong> on <strong>14-03-2019, 02:30:09</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://ilarge.lisimg.com/image/9619813/1100full-zara-axeronias.jpg)</div><div class="floatright">(https://i.imgur.com/yuExVFv.png)</div><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><strong>NAME:</strong> Joanna Zipporah Batherson (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=299655.msg14665444#msg14665444)<br><strong>YEAR:</strong> Third year gryffidor<br><strong>BLOOD STATUS:</strong> muggle<br><strong>WAND:</strong> 11 in. / Pine / Rougarou hair<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> Pictured <br><strong>DATE | TIME:</strong> Saturday, October 26th, 2019 | Night<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong>&nbsp; Darley Penthouse |<br><strong>CONTENT:</strong> <br><strong>MOOD MUSIC:</strong> <br><strong>TAGGING:</strong>Kat directly, and greeting the others at the bar(not sure who all is left lol), open</td></tr></tbody></table><hr>Joanna stood in front of the massive home that belonged to the wonder twins themselves. The sound of her heels worked over the stone walkway that led to the main entrance of the house. As she looked up and around the massive red hall Joanna let out a long whistle, "Hot damn how the other half lives." she laughed lightly and moved farther in. Joanna darted around the half-elf as she dealt with someone else. There was no way she was going to give up her leather jacket just like that. It was like her second skin, a form of armor that made her feel stronger when entering unfamiliar territory. Not that this was the first of the twin's parties, she'd ever been too. Besides it was a party and Joanna wasn't about to pass up a good time like this.<br><br>The music wasn't something Joanna would have picked, but who was she to complain really. Stepping into the main floor, "OK, the wonder twins know how to throw a party." she admitted with a laugh and started looking around for some familiar faces as she moved towards the bar. There were so many people she'd never seen before. It seemed that word had spread to all three schools, not that it surprised Joanna at all. Word traveled when a good time could be had.<br><br>Nearing the bar Joanna heard Kat's voice calling out above the crowd about getting trashy just before downing a shot. She stepped up with a laugh and nudged Kat with her hip, "Starting the party without me...for shame." she teased her friend and happily reached for one of the stray shots on the display. "How I'm not too far behind." Joanna said with a smile and looked around at the other familiar faces at the bar, "To tonight, may we all make questionable choices and wild memories." she said with a laugh before downing the shot, not seeming to care what was in the small glass at all as she swallowed the brew down in one shot.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Hogwarts: A New Beginning [Darley Penthouse]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Quick Ben</strong> on <strong>14-03-2019, 02:36:29</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/xNEhQ6X.jpg)</div><div class="floatright">(https://vignette.wikia.nocookie.net/harrypotter/images/f/f3/DurmstrangCrest.png/revision/latest?cb=20160112161151)</div><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><strong>NAME:</strong> Raynor Nordskov (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=299655.msg14677798#msg14677798)<br><strong>YEAR:</strong> Seventh<br><strong>BLOOD STATUS:</strong> Half-blood<br><strong>WAND:</strong> 12 ¼ | Hornbeam | Horned Serpent Horn<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> As Pictured<br><strong>DATE | TIME:</strong> 26 October, 2019 | Evening<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Darley Penthouse<br><strong>CONTENT:</strong> Thor is not pleased<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Rhys – Bambi – Others - Open</td></tr></tbody></table><br><br><br><hr><br>He laughed heartily, knowing well that she had long been associated with the Beauxbatons Academy. While he might not have known anything of the magical world growing up, as was his father’s carefully laid plans; a thought he did not like to touch very often. Still, the name was remembered much like the name of Bambi. He just happened to use that memory in a manner that benefited him. As honorable as he was in spirit, when it came to certain things Raynor was not above playing dirty. The dirt is where the fun is.<br><br>And, on top of it all, Ray thought he was rewarded with a blush. It was difficult to tell under the red hue that engulfed them all, but there were other signs to read on a woman’s face if an inquiring mind knew where to look. Upon his read, he was ready to lead Bambi out onto the floor until she introduced him to the nagging Hogwarts student. Raynor was ready to greet the man with a warm hello, and perhaps a firm handshake.<br><br>That was then, but then was suddenly an ancient age long ago after the word ‘cunt’ fell out of Rhys’s mouth. There was an immediate tenseness in the way Raynor stood. His entire body became rigid, hardened in instinctual preparation. The first thing he did was gently keep Bambi by his side, but also push her somewhat back so he could become her shield. <br><br>He towered forward with a calm, but unspoken menace. The smile that he carried so easily was wiped clean in an instant. Raynor looked down on Rhys as though he were an unclean, and hated rat. He was grim. Purposeful. Fights were not things he actively sought out, but sometimes the troublesome conflicts had a way of coming up at their own volition. In this case, he was not about to allow this particular transgression to go unanswered. Bambi had been insulted in such a grave, and personal way that she did not deserve. It <span class="bbc_u">might</span> have been forgivable, but it was definitely not tolerable.<br><br>Ray clenched his fists, and his fury rumbled like a dawning storm held at bay by the virtue of his restrained voice. “Apologize to Bam,” he said, pushing down the natural urge he felt to stir the muddied waters. Perhaps he would threaten to ugly up the little man’s face, not that Rhys needed further help in the art of being hideous. But instead, he remained as cool as he could manage.<br><br><em>“Now.”</em> He demanded for a second time. There would not be a third.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Hogwarts: A New Beginning [Darley Penthouse]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Malrunar</strong> on <strong>14-03-2019, 04:52:49</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/QLB4q0X.jpg)</div><div class="floatright">(https://i.imgur.com/MbTutcl.png)</div><br><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><strong>NAME:</strong> Bambi “Bam” Trémaux &nbsp;(https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=299655.msg14665939#msg14665939)<br><strong>YEAR:</strong> Third Year<br><strong>BLOOD STATUS:</strong> Pureblood<br><strong>WAND:</strong> 9 ¾ inches / Rosewood / Unicorn Hair (https://i.imgur.com/ZLtC9NW.jpg)<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> This dress, (https://i.imgur.com/mjbiyxR.jpg) with these heels (https://i.imgur.com/3b0VDty.jpg) and these braids (https://i.imgur.com/14LB8OF.jpg)<br><strong>DATE | TIME:</strong> October 26th, Evening<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Darley Penthouse<br><strong>CONTENT:</strong> Unexpected curveball.<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Raynor, Rhys, Open</td></tr></tbody></table><br><br><hr><br>And with a blinding flash, the joy was gone, replaced with cruel, biting words and absolute confusion. She had missed something. Somewhere she had missed some crucial warning and Bambi struggled to find the logical explanation behind it all. Maybe she would have had an easier time if his words weren’t ringing in her ears as her smile melted from her face. The woman was… mortified. From her perspective, he had just snapped her picture and called her something horrible. Or had he? Tracers were left in her blue eyes as she blinked quickly to try and clear her vision.<br><br>What did she do to stop this? She abhorred conflict. Already she could feel herself closing off and shutting down but there was outrage waring in her head as well as the desire to see where there was a misunderstanding.<br><br>Apparently, there wasn’t any. With a gentle nudge, Raynor stepped to her front and the very <em>last</em> thing she wanted to happen was about to erupt in front of her. She didn’t do well with confrontation. But she did even worse with violence and as far as she was concerned it had no place here. Not only was it beyond disrespectful to their hostess, but this gathering of schools was also supposed to instill community and friendship. Not quarrels over... <em>Oh.</em><br><br>Enlightenment. Rhys had been hitting on her and she completely missed it. Now it made sense, even if she disagreed with his methods. She had assumed the redhead was his girlfriend, had assumed his good-nature had been genuine. Everyone at Beauxbaton knew how thick she could be, how absolutely oblivious. It seemed Rhys was getting that introduction now but it wasn’t one that she was able to just shrug off and explain away.<br><br>“<acronym title="No! Don’t do it.">Non! Fais pas ça</acronym>.” She grabbed Raynor’s wrist before anyone started getting any bright ideas, like pulling out their wands or throwing their fists. The heat on her face was immense, supernova, and while her voice was thick with a strained calm she kept her eyes averted. “It seems there was a misunderstanding. I apologize for that, Rhys.” With Raynor’s wrist in hand, she pulled at the Nord's arm to lead him away. Anywhere, really, so long as it was far enough away to cool the flared tempers. “Enjoy the rest of your evening.”<br><br>Outside sounded like a good idea. She needed some fresh air to soothe her cheeks and clear her head. Perhaps even a stronger drink.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Hogwarts: A New Beginning [Darley Penthouse]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>HannibalBarca</strong> on <strong>14-03-2019, 05:27:46</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/d/da/Normal_set14_002.jpg)</div><div class="floatright">(https://i.imgur.com/A5xScp0.png)</div><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><strong>NAME:</strong> Cairon Hildebrondus (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=299655.msg14674976#msg14674976)<br><strong>HOUSE | YEAR:</strong> Ravenclaw, 7th year<br><strong>BLOOD STATUS:</strong> Half-blood<br><strong>WAND:</strong> 10 9/16" | pine | dragon heartstring | inflexible <br><strong>WEARING:</strong> As in picture, suited up for showtime<br><strong>DATE | TIME:</strong> October 26, early evening<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Darley Penthouse<br><strong>CONTENT:</strong> Jumping into the fire<br><strong>MOOD MUSIC:</strong> Keep On Dancing (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rNVmfztMtaw)<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Addison, Derek, Audrey, Kat, Evelyn...mentioning Elizabeth, Rhys, MacKenzie, Joseph, Angela, Eliza, Hayley and Joanna...very, very open</td></tr></tbody></table><br><hr><br>Apparating to the Darley residence wasn't anything new for Cairon.&nbsp; In fact, one of the first people he intended to talk to was Derek, with whom he hadn't had a serious sit-down for a couple of weeks. He'd been feeling a distinctly different vibe coming from the fellow Ravenclaw lately, and he had a feeling that his mate might need someone to talk to.<br><br>Giving Gabby his usual friendly greeting--despite her tendency to loudly proclaim he'd look better bald--he moved into the penthouse proper, and immediately spotted Dior.&nbsp; They didn't run in the same circles--she was too prototypical Slytherin to really be his kind of person--but there wasn't really any bad blood there, either.&nbsp; And being Derek's mate often put him in close proximity to his sister.<br><br>"'ey Dior," he greeted her, loud enough to be heard over the room's pulsing soundtrack.&nbsp; "Brill decorations.&nbsp; Smashing of you to invite all three studentbodies."<br><br>He didn't stay for any extended conversation, excusing himself after he saw Derek through the sea of attendees.&nbsp; When he drew closer, however, he realized there was a familiar-seeming young woman draped around him...who?&nbsp; Approaching closer, it took several more steps before the sanguine room lighting allowed him to recognize...<em>Audrey Thorup?</em>&nbsp; No really--did Derek go through with it, or had Audrey made the first move?&nbsp; "Good on you, mate," he said to himself, and just made a cursory pass at the pair.&nbsp; No need to crimp anything brewing between the two.&nbsp; "Looking good, fellow Ravenclaws!" he announced, finally moving in front of them.&nbsp; He nodded to Derek--they could talk later, after all.&nbsp; Knowing what he knew about Audrey, he wasn't about to ruin any chemistry they might have been forming.<br><br>Moving along through the crowd, he kept an eye out for anyone he knew, and thus frequently threw out greetings--but his primary target was Addison.&nbsp; One might have thought her particular hair color would stand out, but in the wizarding world, freak flags flying was much more common than in muggle spaces.&nbsp; He spotted Elizabeth, Rhys, MacKenzie, Joseph, Hayley, Angela, Joanna--all people he had spent at least one conversation with before, and likely knew much better, though all of them were in other Houses.<br><br>Cai had more time, coincidentally, with fellow Ravenclaws.&nbsp; Finally making his way to the bar, he quickly spied Kat hanging out there.&nbsp; The Ravenclaw, like him, had an unquenchable interest in experimentation, particularly with charms and transfiguration.&nbsp; "Having a time yet?" he asked them, nodding around the room.&nbsp; "Makes for an interesting ambiance...Dior surprised me.&nbsp; I didn't think she had it in her."&nbsp; He caught the bartender's eye, placing all five digits of his right hand on the counter.&nbsp; "Eh...gin and tonic, <em>s'il vous plaît</em>."&nbsp; The woman silently crafted and handed him the cocktail, and Cai nodded approvingly at her speed and talent.&nbsp; "...and Bob's your uncle," he added, winking at her and taking the drink, then turned back to Kat.&nbsp; "Off to find a friend--enjoy the night!"<br><br>Taking a decent drink of his cocktail, he saw Eevee sitting off to the side.&nbsp; <em>That won't do</em>, he mused, heading towards her.&nbsp; "Just like a yank--going it alone," he teased, fully grinning.&nbsp; "Going <em>sans </em>alcohol tonight as well?"<br><br>A brief <em>tête-à-tête</em>, and he was moving again.&nbsp; Cai didn't play the part of a floater--he was the very definition of one.&nbsp; Not opening himself up to many people, his list of acquaintances was broad, but his true friends were of a much smaller number.&nbsp; Sometimes he wondered if that shouldn't bother him more.&nbsp; It was, after all, much more difficult to form relationships and network that way...<br><br>Ah.&nbsp; There she was.&nbsp; And on the dance floor.&nbsp; An unfamiliar woman with what he figured with false wings on her back (in the wizarding world, you never knew) was dancing beside her, and...<br><br>As Addison came into full view, he finally caught the full majesty of what she was wearing, and it almost made him pull up short.&nbsp; Now Cairon knew full well the fantastic figure Addison was possessed of, but her current <em>accoutrements </em>managed to turn it up to eleven.&nbsp; He shook his head, brisquely, once, downed the rest of his drink, and set it on the tray of a passing cigarette girl, then approached the Icelander.&nbsp; "Oi...this is too good an opportunity to pass up!" he grinned, voice well above the din of the pounding rhythm, and moved right into the dance with her.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Hogwarts: A New Beginning [Darley Penthouse]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Heartsink</strong> on <strong>14-03-2019, 06:21:08</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://folkr.fr/wp-content/uploads/2017/10/pomme-interview-voix-a-croquer-folkr-04.jpg)</div><div class="floatright">(https://i.imgur.com/yuExVFv.png)</div><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><strong>NAME:</strong> Angela Tilbury (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=299655.msg14674503#msg14674503)<br><strong>YEAR:</strong> Slytherin, Third Year<br><strong>BLOOD STATUS:</strong> Pureblood<br><strong>WAND:</strong> 15 inches, Fir, Unicorn tail hair, Rigid<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> Pictured<br><strong>DATE | TIME:</strong> Saturday, October 26th, 2019 | Night<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Darley Penthouse<br><strong>CONTENT:</strong> Henlo<br><strong>MOOD MUSIC:</strong> Arctic Monkeys - Why'd You Only Call Me When You're High? (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6366dxFf-Os)<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Elizabeth, Open<br><strong>MENTIONING:</strong> Valentin</td></tr></tbody></table><br><hr><br>A silent sight of relief escaped Angela's lips as she realized Elizabeth was liking her little impromptu story. <br><br><em>"Perhaps we should find someone to cheer him up a little."</em><br><br>"Perhaps," she repeated, willing to try it out. That was something Angela hadn't thought of, something interesting nonetheless. While she had never played match ups for others, the real match up that she wanted to have through that exercise was her with Elizabeth in the end, at least if she was willing. She seemed to respond well to her company, which was always a good sign, but there was no sign from her senior that she was interested in Angela physically. <br><br><em>"Depends what's on the playlist. And what the netflix watch history's like. Oh! And what the nan's like, I suppose."</em><br><br>"<em>You</em> would cheer him up?" Angela questioned on a playful tone, realizing she might have meant herself, which felt a little odd. She glanced back at Valentin, trying to deduce his tastes. "A lovely nan, makes the best cookies, but she's overprotective of the poor bloke... He has a curfew... Meanwhile, his Netflix is full of Marvel stuff, he hasn't outgrown his childhood superheroes, while his playlist contains some Guns N' Roses, Iron Maiden, even Pink Floyd, but he's been on an Arctic Monkeys phase lately. It might've caused the whole argument," she shook her head and glanced back at Valentin with a fake disapproving look. "She only called him when she was high and he kept asking why..." she joked, giggling at her stupid reference to one of their songs, her laughing eyes searching for Elizabeth's. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Hogwarts: A New Beginning [Darley Penthouse]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Luciferia</strong> on <strong>14-03-2019, 07:58:31</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/iYMzy1y.png)</div><div class="floatright">(https://vignette.wikia.nocookie.net/harrypotter/images/f/f3/DurmstrangCrest.png/revision/latest?cb=20160112161151)</div><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><strong>NAME:</strong>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;</td><td>Konstantin König (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=299655.msg14750128#msg14750128)</td></tr><tr><td><strong>YEAR:</strong>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;</td><td>Seven</td></tr><tr><td><strong>BLOOD STATUS:</strong>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;</td><td>Pureblood</td></tr><tr><td><strong>WAND:</strong>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;</td><td>13” | Ebony | Dragon Heartstring | Inflexible (https://i.imgur.com/GfBY56D.png)</td></tr><tr><td><strong>WEARING:</strong>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;</td><td>As Pictured</td></tr><tr><td><strong>DATE | TIME:</strong>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;</td><td>Saturday, 26 October, 2019 | Night</td></tr><tr><td><strong>LOCATION:</strong>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;</td><td>Penthouse Bar -- Hall</td></tr><tr><td><strong>CONTENT:</strong>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;</td><td>Shark Infested Waters</td></tr><tr><td><strong>MOOD MUSIC:</strong>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;</td><td>R. Strauss: Salome, Scene 1: Wie schön ist die Prinzessin Salome heute Nacht! (https://youtu.be/XUloXynziZw)</td></tr><tr><td><strong>TAGGING:</strong>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;</td><td>Dyani | Aaren | <strong>Open</strong></td></tr><tr><td><strong>WARNING:</strong>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;</td><td><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Trigger and Content Warnings</div><div class="spoiler_body">Konstantin is using hate speech in his thoughts which include slurs against LGBTQIA. His mentality is unacceptable no matter the era, and he does not in any way reflect my person views.</div></div></td></tr></tbody></table><br><hr><br>Had there not been two distinct tasks to accomplish before the duration of the night, Konstantin would have been perfectly content to skip the Darley soiree. He was not the type of man to value the opinions of his peers so he did not have any interest in making friends or establishing ‘meaningful connections’ with any of his opposition. As the British would say, he was not here to make friends. No, Konstantin’s objectives for the night of October the 26th were exceedingly simple: to observe the competition for the tournament, which would be easier to do when the beasts feasted on alcohol, and most importantly, to rekindle the flame between himself and Dyani Steele. <br><br><acronym title="My Pet, your Lord is coming"><em>Mein Haustier, dein Herr kommt.</em></acronym> <br><br>Dyani Steele <em>belonged</em> to him. They had grown up together, dueled together, and the two were a natural pair made for companionship, like oil and vinegar, a timeless classic. He, Sigfried, the dragonslayer, and she, Brunhild, the virgin goddess who shunned her divinity after learning the bitter truth. He had <em>always</em> loved her, and for a time in their teenage years, he’d had her. They spent glorious years sharpening themselves against the hard stone of their minds and bodies. Alas, she had drifted away. After the fallout with her father, which the old man <em>still</em> complained about at great length in loud Russian, Konstantin had lost contact with her altogether. It was like she had disappeared. New mobile number, new address, new email, new social media. She was hiding, like a coward, and he would smoke her out. <br><br>He arrived late to the party, which was highly uncharacteristic for such a disciplined man, but it was purposeful. He wanted Dyani to be on edge. He’d gotten her new mobile number from her brother Jace after learning that the Tri-Wizard Tournament was to be reinstated, but hadn’t made use of it until earlier that night.<br><br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Texts</div><div class="spoiler_body"><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/gZSeNcQ.png)(https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/TC96Trs_RUZ9fMkusLqJPyBZsfFawlR8HsbyRmcanOvv-y5Mnm4rH0fraGmNtk5n4Tw)(https://i.imgur.com/oyjuAOH.png)</div><br><div align="center"><strong>To: <acronym title="My Pet">Mein Haustier</acronym><br>From: Konstantin König<br>26/10/2019<br>19:09</strong></div><br><br><hr><br><br><div align="center">It's been too long, mein Haustier. I'll see you tonight.</div><br><br><br><hr><br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/oyjuAOH.png)(https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/TC96Trs_RUZ9fMkusLqJPyBZsfFawlR8HsbyRmcanOvv-y5Mnm4rH0fraGmNtk5n4Tw)(https://i.imgur.com/gZSeNcQ.png)</div><br><div align="center"><strong>To: Unknown Number<br>From: <acronym title="My Pet">Mein Haustier</acronym><br>26/10/2019<br>19:14</strong></div><br><br><hr><br><br><div align="center">I would ask how you got this number but I have a feeling I already know...<br>You're right, though. It has been quite some time. You look good. </div><br><hr></div></div><br><br>Her response had been less biting then he’d expected. By all accounts, if this text reply was any indication, his pet had not forgotten as much of her training as he’d feared. Not only had she not told him to go suck a sausage, which he was fully prepared for, Dyani had instead opted to compliment him, which only made him smirk as he ascended the stairs towards the blood-soaked light outside of the penthouse. He entered the dim foyer filled with columns and stuffed his hands in his pocket, his coat slung over his arm. Upon seeing the plump house elf, Konstantin smiled, giving his lesser a nod as he handed his coat over. He had not expected there to be such obvious signs of class privilege in the world that Granger had torn down, but there she was, ready and willing to serve her station as bidden by her mistress.<br><br>For a second, all was right with the world. Maybe Brexit had been good for the UK after all.<br><br>Gabby raised an eyebrow at him. <em>“Ya gonna stare or gimme the coat, laddie?”</em> she asked impatiently, rolling her eyes and grumbling as she took the black wool and disappeared into the back. <em>“Looks like a bloody ghost, he’s so pale.”</em><br><br>Now into the main hall, Konstantin casually tucked a hand into his pocket and sauntered over to the bar. With a casual glance, he eyed the crowd gathered there – a blonde in gold, a mulatto Kim Kardashian, a shy looking brunette talking to a heavenly Amazonian, and a ‘trap,’ an ugly and un-passable one at that, for which Konstantin would not fall – but did not see Dyani. Though there was no shortage of attractive new skirt, he was a very particular man and liked his women to be of a certain pedigree. He did, however, spot Nadia and allowed his shark-like eyes to briefly pierce hers from a distance, almost as a threat.<br><br>Leaning his elbow on the corner of the bar where the gentleman tender was standing, currently drying a glass, Konstantin grabbed his attention with a mere look. <acronym title="Plum Water/Plum Brandy">“Zwetschgenwasser,</acronym> neat.” He did not clarify, though he did allow his icy eyes to linger on the tender for any sign of confusion. When none was forthcoming, Konstantin turned from the man while he fixed his drink and surveyed the throng like a shark in blood infested waters. It was <em>no</em> surprise to him that Raynor Nordskov, the mudblood giant with more brawn than brain, was already engaged in a showdown with a sour-faced man several centimeters shorter than the Norwegian. Raynor and Konstantin were both in Year 7 and the disapproval towards one another was famously mutual. However, upon seeing the shy and diminutive girl over which the two hyenas were fighting, Konstantin couldn’t suppress a smirk.<br><br><em>They’ve got taste beyond their station.</em> <br><br>He knew that Raynor was a halfbreed, and a simple assessment of his current adversary, who had just clicked a picture in Raynor’s face the flash of which cut through the scarlet glow like a bolt of lightning, was at the very least low class. He lightly shook his head. <em>So this is the scum that mein Haustier likes to cavort with?</em> How far had the dove fallen?<br><br>When his drink was ready, he took the snifter and swirled the amber liquid about as he brought it to his nose. His eyes closed and he inhaled slowly, cherishing the notes of fruit. <strong>“Ah, </strong><acronym title="Ah, it almost smells like home"><strong>es riecht fast nach Zuhause.”</strong></acronym> He didn’t care whether the tender could understand him or not, this was his moment, not the staff’s. Without further ado he lifted his glass slightly and said <acronym title="Cheers"><strong>“Prost,”</strong></acronym> before taking a sip. <br><br>He left the bar and wandered towards the dance floor, where he stopped dead in his tracks upon witnessing a beached whale in a bedazzled bikini top and a smaller, white-haired dyke. Konstantin suddenly didn’t feel like dancing anymore, not that modern dances were his forte, but the Eagle knew how to blend when surrounded by rats. Despite how garish and gaudy the place was, he was appreciative of the <acronym title="Living Space">Lebensraum</acronym>. There was even a hallway on the other side of the dance floor, and there, his hawklike vision spotted the blonde hair of his prey. However, she was not alone. Tucked away into a corner with her none other than Aaren Sandstrom. Konstantin merely smirked though. Aaren was a bonafide lily-livered <acronym title="faggot"> Schwuchtel</acronym> if there ever was one. <br><br>This would be easier than he thought.<br><br>With his drink in one hand and the other swinging casually at his side, Konstantin crossed the floor like a cueball, causing people to move about him as he approached the ‘happy couple.’ Feigning a convincing apologetic expression, making sure to soften his eyebrows and smile hesitantly, Konstantin rapped his knuckles against the end of the hallway so as to alert Dyani and her suitor to his presence before he interrupted them.<br><br><strong>“Excuse me, I’m sorry to interrupt.”</strong> The apology was for Dyani only and a shrewd glance to Aaren conveyed exactly that. He was not sorry in the least, but he would be polite, for her. <strong>“But it’s been so long and I haven’t had a chance to say hello yet.”</strong>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Hogwarts: A New Beginning [Darley Penthouse]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Heartsink</strong> on <strong>14-03-2019, 09:50:24</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://gifimage.net/wp-content/uploads/2018/06/taron-egerton-gif-6.gif)</div><div class="floatright">(https://i.imgur.com/yuExVFv.png)</div><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><strong>NAME:</strong> Rhys Morahan (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=299655.msg14664047#msg14664047)<br><strong>YEAR:</strong> Gryffindor, 6th Year<br><strong>BLOOD STATUS:</strong> Half-blood<br><strong>WAND:</strong> 10 inches, Chestnut, Dragon heartstring, Flexible<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> Timbs, black jeans, navy blue shirt (https://i.pinimg.com/originals/40/56/39/4056395aef78e09fdb9880b8fffadcdd.png)<br><strong>DATE | TIME:</strong> October 26th, Evening<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Darley Penthouse<br><strong>CONTENT:</strong> Challenge is on<br><strong>MOOD MUSIC:</strong> Imagine Dragons - Thunder (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=fKopy74weus)<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Bambi, Raynor, Open<br><strong>MENTIONING:</strong> Joey, Mack, Corey, Dior</td></tr></tbody></table><br><hr><br>Raynor was basically shielding Bambi like she was under attack, which only confused Rhys even more as he saw the tensed look on their faces. <em>I was clearly aiming my phone at King Kong, no?</em> he wondered, as he noticed Bambi also seemed to see him in a different light all of a sudden. Raynor approached him menacingly, making his body big like an incoming Fabianski save, except Rhys was the ball and the impact seemed imminent. Rhys's muscles tensed as he glared back, his anger reemerging in an instant as Raynor was applying the first steps of the Intimidation 101 manual by the book. <em>Yeah? You wanna catch these hands, ya fuckin' bell-end?</em> he thought, ready to throw fists. <br><br><em>"Apologize to Bam."</em><br><br>"Fuck off," Rhys replied between his teeth, not giving in anything. Their chests were almost touching, with Rhys's head arriving at Raynor's lower lip. His chin was lift up, as the giant looked down at him. <br><br><em>"Now."</em><br><br>Bambi then intervened before he could make matters even worse. She put her hand on Raynor's wrist and said something he didn't understand, but his attention was elsewhere so he didn't notice her until she spoke again. <br><br><em>"It seems there was a misunderstanding. I apologize for that, Rhys."</em><br><br>Rhys glanced at Bambi and then took half a step back as she dragged Raynor away slowly. <br><br>"Listen, mate, I didn't say shit to her," Rhys rectified the facts, looking back at Raynor. "I called <em>you</em> a-"<br><br><em>"Enjoy the rest of your evening."</em><br><br>"Fine, you're not interested it's all good, luv," Rhys said, lifting his free hand in the air and shrugging his shoulders, while staring at them both as they walked away. "I'm sorry you have to deal with Donkey Kong over here. If you need me, you'll find me," he added louder so she would hear him. <br><br>Pivoting on his heels and finally relaxing his muscles, Rhys shook his head and started walking to the opposite direction, near the hallways. Dropping his plastic bag to the floor, next to the wall, he leaned against it and took out his phone from his pocket. He needed to warn the lads about that bloke, and pronto. He sent the picture to Joey, Mack and even Corey (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=299743.msg14753578#msg14753578), for good measure, before looking at a few unread messages and sending a quick one to Dior (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=299743.msg14753580#msg14753580). 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Hogwarts: A New Beginning [Darley Penthouse]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>RedPhoenix</strong> on <strong>15-03-2019, 02:05:02</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/DaV9rnm.jpg)</div><div class="floatright">(https://vignette.wikia.nocookie.net/harrypotter/images/a/ae/Hogwartscrest.png/revision/latest?cb=20110806202805)</div><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><strong>NAME:</strong> <strong>Loveday Marley</strong> (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=299655.msg14656426#msg14656426)<br><strong>HOUSE | YEAR:</strong> Hufflepuff, 4th<br><strong>BLOOD STATUS:</strong> Halfblood<br><strong>WAND:</strong> Poplar with Thunderbird Feather core, 12"<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> As pictured (purple tank top, black thigh length flared skirt, fishnets, calf-high black flat boots)<br><strong>DATE | TIME:</strong> October 26th, Evening<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Darley Penthouse -&gt; Dancefloor<br><strong>CONTENT:</strong> Let's get high and fuck shit up<br><strong>MOOD MUSIC:</strong> Crystal Method - Trip Like I Do (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=VeQRO4fXOKk)<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Rhys (briefly), Raynor (briefly), Addison &amp; Cai, Open</td></tr></tbody></table><br><hr><br>She'd been skeptical to put it mildly, that this would be a party worth showing up to. What was the reason to come here and rub asses with a bunch of prats from other islands, when she could sit at the bar at the Hog's Head where everybody knew not to rub her ass? Well, most everybody.<br><br>Her eyes perked up a little as her boots crunched their way up to the door. The music at least sounded promising. Loud. Thumping. Two adjectives that suited her just fine no matter what they were describing, her eyebrows raised higher as she saw the bloody red decor. "Alright then." She nodded, her nod of agreement becoming one in time with the heavy beat, her hips already rocking to the pulsing bass. She tossed her leather jacket on the house elf, not sparing it a second glance. <br><br>She walked straight for the dancefloor. "Had ya pash nebby." She said, shoving a Gryffindor boy who made the foolish mistake of trying to cozy up to her aside as she strolled towards the source of the music.<br><br>"Hold up." She paused a girl with a tray that a couple interesting things on it. "Yeah, that'll do it." She said taking one of the pills she recognized. She held it up and grinned. "Fuck yeah." Nothing but the best at the Darley house, eh? It would take a bit to kick in, but the tingling would start and everything would be proper minty. <br><br>She glanced around briefly and saw two prime specimens of manhood squaring up. One she knew all too well, and wished she didn't or she might have thought him attractive for a moment. Rhys was so pretty until he opened his stupid mouth. The other, the other she didn't know at all, and she idly wondered if all the boys from whichever school he came from looked that good. Find out later, she reminded herself. She winked at Rhys as his eyes happened to come her way. "Making friends already Rhysy??" She called out mockingly to him.<br><br>"Hey, beard and muscles!" She shouted to Raynor, not that she knew his name, "Stop faking at being tough and come pick on someone who knows how to throw a punch." She grinned at the Dumstrang boy flirtatiously, running her tongue oh so subtly across the back of her lips as she glanced him up and down. Hey, everyone flirts different. She waved and turned to enter the crush of bodies on the dance floor. She didn't care much if either of the boys followed her or said anything back. She'd likely find them later and the "conversation" could continue.<br><br>She didn't have to push anyone aside to enter to press of bodies dancing. Those on the edges were still alert or timid enough to know that stepping aside for her was the less painful option. She didn't give them a second look as she eagerly stepped into the more hardcore group, letting the music carry her through a series of jarring gyrations that flowed from this sort of music. Loveday's superb athleticism made her a natural at this sort of dancing, she could go on all night and look confident, strong, and rather attractive to the right types doing it.<br><br>Bouncing through the crowd she came upon an Icelandic ass she recognized, one of the few that was not at risk of Loveday doing something unexpected to it, more the pity from the Goerdie's perspective but, they'd been there. She was gonna just dance on by and say something to her later, but she saw someone talking to her Addison and decided to have some fun with it. She danced up right behind the short woman, well toned arms sliding around her waist possessively as she leaned her head down on Addison's snowy locks. "Hey, you hittin' on my girl?" She yelled at the boy with a mocking grin, who she recognized as an older Ravenclaw that was one of Addison's friends, although she didn't really know him that well. <br><br>She gave Addison a friendly grin and a quick peck on the cheek in greeting. "Hey!" She yelled in greeting as the music picked up again and she increased her hectic pace dancing up against Addison in a friendly way. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Hogwarts: A New Beginning [Darley Penthouse]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lovely Complex</strong> on <strong>15-03-2019, 13:57:02</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://pbs.twimg.com/profile_images/867083333494333441/iCVXtTCl.jpg)</div><div class="floatright">(https://vignette.wikia.nocookie.net/harrypotter/images/f/f3/DurmstrangCrest.png/revision/latest?cb=20160112161151)</div><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><strong>NAME:</strong> Elliott Johannson (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=299655.msg14661285#msg14661285)<br><strong>YEAR:</strong> SIXTH<br><strong>BLOOD STATUS:</strong> PUREBLOOD<br><strong>WAND:</strong> 9" | Dogwood | Dragonheartstring <br><strong>WEARING:</strong> This (https://i.pinimg.com/originals/be/92/f4/be92f45d1dbefbf6b473a623cdd25ae3.jpg)<br><strong>DATE | TIME:</strong> Saturday | October 26th | Night <br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Durmstrang Dining Hall<br><strong>CONTENT:</strong> Elliott has arrived to the party! Dragging Tatyana in.<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> <strong>Tatyanna</strong> | Open</td></tr></tbody></table><br><br><br><hr><div style="text-align: justify;">Elliott stood at the entrance of the Darley Penthouse, taking everything in before he stuffed his hands inside of his pockets and took a step inside. His eyes scanned the premises for a brief moment before he took another step and another to be fully engulfed into the atmosphere now. It was a nice place to be, it seems and he was quite happy to be apart of the party. He had tried to scope out other people from his school but it seems almost impossible right about now with the lighting and the like. Elliott even wondered if his brother, Elias was present inside or not. He'd have to search for him later.<br><br>He tried his best not to bump into anyone as he moved his way through the crowd, taking in some of the girls appearances and even some of the guys. Although, he tried his best to not stare for too long. Just enough to take in how stunning some of them looked. Elliott removed his hands from the inside of his pockets now and rested his hands by his sides as he relaxed a little bit. Seems like this party was going to be talked about for months to come and whoever was throwing the gathering, seemed to know what they were doing.<br><br>As he stopped in his tracks for a moment, he'd mutter a few words. <strong>"Seems like a pretty cool scene, huh?"</strong> Those words were met for Tatyana, who he thought was standing beside him but she wasn't. He had scoffed then sighed, heading back to the entrance and eyed her. <strong>"Would you come on here."</strong> He stated a bit sternly then would reach down and grab her by the wrist, dragging her inside basically.<br><br><strong>"I told you that you need to loosen up a bit."</strong> Elliott said as he danced against her a bit with a laugh then stood beside her. His arm then draped around her shoulders as he leaned on her a bit. <strong>"Doesn't this seem cool?"</strong> He asked then nudged her. <strong>"I know what you need."</strong> He said with the snap of his fingers as if he had an idea. <strong>"How about a drink?"</strong> Elliott questioned to her then looked around to see where the drink station was. He had really wanted Tatyana to have fun or at least try. He could not make her do anything that she wanted, yes but there was nothing wrong with trying.</div>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Hogwarts: A New Beginning [Darley Penthouse]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Totoro</strong> on <strong>15-03-2019, 19:17:01</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://mir-s3-cdn-cf.behance.net/project_modules/max_1200/fc082835007785.56e69e1b15f32.jpg)</div><div class="floatright">(https://vignette.wikia.nocookie.net/harrypotter/images/a/ae/Hogwartscrest.png/revision/latest?cb=20110806202805)</div><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><strong>NAME:</strong> Elizabeth Nightshade (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=299655.msg14713380#msg14713380)<br><strong>HOUSE | YEAR:</strong> Slythering | 7th<br><strong>BLOOD STATUS:</strong> PUREBLOOD<br><strong>WAND:</strong> 10.5" | Blackthorn | Horned Serpent Horn<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> A lacy slightly short black dress that shows her shoulder, chest and neck tattoos. 5" Stiletto heels that make her 6'4". <br><strong>DATE | TIME:</strong> Saturday, 26 October, 2019 | Night<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Darley Penthouse | Main Hall<br><strong>CONTENT:</strong> Chatting to Angela<br><strong>MOOD MUSIC:</strong> Led Zeppelin - Black Dog (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=QuzAxJQElqs)<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Angela, Open</td></tr></tbody></table><br><hr><br>Elizabeth nodded in affirmation. It was purely theoretical to her. There was no way she'd waste time trying to find that boy someone to cheer him up. If he really needed it. She'd not even watched him any longer, focusing her attention back on Angela. <br><br>"Fuck no." Came a sharp response to the suggestion she might cheer him up. It was almost instinctive. Elizabeth, particularly at a party, tended to have a sharp reaction to the suggestion she might involve herself with a man. It came out harsher than she had intended, and her expression softened almost instantly afterwards. It seemed to be an effort at apologising for the snapped reaction. <br><br>Quickly pushing that aside, and intending to make it clear she had no ill feelings towards Angela, she smiled at the continued story - even giggling at the Arctic Monkeys joke. "Let's hope, for his sake, that the curfew was lifted for tonight. As for the rest of it the superheroes are everywhere nowadays." She didn't have a disdainful tone at all, more noting that it'd become a lot more socially acceptable lately. "Maybe we can rid him of the questions by getting him high instead." She suggested in the end. <br><br>To that point Elizabeth felt her buzz subsiding. She nodded her head at Angela, suggesting she could follow on if she wanted, and made her way to the nearest cigarette girl. Resisting the urge to see if she could get a rise out of this one she almost immediately took the first glance of champagne she could, taking a few sips before casually downing it. She still wasn't sure if she would give in fully tonight, but she needed to be more tipsy than this. After downing one she fetched a second glass, turning to see if Angela had followed. At least now she'd be well aware that Elizabeth left her sophisticated academic side at the party's door. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Hogwarts: A New Beginning [Darley Penthouse]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mellific</strong> on <strong>16-03-2019, 16:41:22</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://i.pinimg.com/736x/11/ec/30/11ec305ad14e9fc040705b1cf3b0285b.jpg)</div><div class="floatright">(https://vignette.wikia.nocookie.net/harrypotter/images/f/f3/DurmstrangCrest.png/revision/latest?cb=20160112161151)</div><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><strong>NAME:</strong> Aaren Sandstrom (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=299655.msg14658128#msg14658128)<br><strong>YEAR:</strong> Fifth<br><strong>BLOOD STATUS:</strong> Half-blood<br><strong>WAND:</strong> 12 inch | Redwood | Dragon Heartstring <br><strong>WEARING:</strong> This outfit, without sunglasses (http://cdn01.cdn.justjaredjr.com/wp-content/uploads/2015/11/gregg-fitness/gregg-sulkin-fitness-inspiration-faking-set-05.jpg)<br><strong>DATE | TIME:</strong> Saturday, October 26th, 2019 | Night<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Darley Penthouse | Lost<br><strong>CONTENT:</strong> Open heart, open mind, never know who you'll find...<br><strong>MOOD MUSIC:</strong> DNCE - Kissing Strangers (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wzZWXrlDj-A)<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Dyani | Konstantin</td></tr></tbody></table><br><hr><br>Aaren was, admittedly, a little looser than when he had first entered the Darley penthouse. Burning wine had a certain effect on him, and that effect tended to take place within a matter of quick moments. That, and, the extra shot of tequila may have been partly to blame, as well. It wasn’t that his wits weren’t entirely about him just yet, but rather that his senses had started to blur. So, when Dyani reluctantly admitted that she wasn’t sure a hug was totally appropriate, Aaren had to take her word on the matter. He was no longer an accurate judge of things like that. <br><br>A change of scenery seemed in order, even if it only made for a very minor difference. When he offered to sit and have a chat, Dyani agreed, so he figured he had chosen a more socially acceptable route, this time. Inwardly, he cheered for himself. Maybe he was at the start of holding his liquor a bit better. Settling in, he leaned back against the bench, hoisting up one leg so that his ankle crossed over top of his knee. With the water bottle in hand, he took a much needed sip and cleared his throat, as if to quietly signal to Dyani that she could start them off.<br><br>After confessing she wasn’t sure where to start, Aaren screwed the lid back onto his water bottle and twisted a bit, to face her better. He kept from interjecting and let Dyani take her time, considering her words before declaring that she owed him an apology. Aaren smiled softly, hopeful that it was enough to encourage her to continue to carry on. Though, just hearing those words by themselves was like receiving a gift. A gift that Aaren just assumed he would never receive. <br><br>Dyani continued, expressing that when she was at Durmstrang, it wasn’t the best of times for her. Aaren nodded. He could relate to that in more ways than one, but knowing what little he did about her background, he was certain that Dyani had been going through much more than he ever had to deal with. To her credit, she explained that that by itself was still not an excuse for her actions. She confessed to being confused and at first, he wondered to what degree she meant. Confusion encompassed so many aspects of a person’s life, after all. <br><br>He remained silent, watching her pensively while she explained about her family essentially raising her on the very old fashioned, elitist, pureblood ways. Though this sort of thing was less common than ever before, it was still happening in wizarding homes. Aaren wasn’t surprised by this, though he knew little about her family, there were a few clues that stacked up, to point to the fact that she was raised in affluent wealth and by those who held onto old, blood purity ideals. <br><br>Maybe that was why he let her get away with her harassment for so long. He just figured it had to do with a difference in their blood types, that she was too ignorant to understand. Dyani turned her attention onto her skirt, murmuring about not being a good daughter. Aaren shook his head. “For disagreeing with your parents? That doesn’t make you a bad daughter. It makes you an individual.” He leaned slightly closer, his arm hesitating to reach out and touch her. After all, she said it wasn’t appropriate.<br><br>Dyani confessed to having a crush on a half-blood boy, and Aaren instinctively leaned away again, enough to maintain a respectful distance. He shook his head even when she remarked about it being taboo in her family, to feel that way for someone who was without pure blood. “The heart wants what it wants. It doesn’t care about blood types.” He easily commented, obviously having thought about this at length before. Not because of his upbringing, but because of others around him at school, who had been brought up in such hatred. <br><br>She revealed that her family would have never accepted this half-blood boy that she liked, nor would they have approved of her thinking he was a viable option. As if the heart could pick and choose someone based on credentials and pedigree. Aaren noticed her cheeks had started to flush when she declared that the boy she had liked, became the object of her torment, instead. Aaren felt his brows wrinkle as he started to go through the list of their classmates at Durmstrang, in his head. Just who was it she was talking about? Did she torment other guys, apart from him? <br><br>Dyani said she became an awful person through it all, then looked up to him with her shockingly green eyes, peering out from her fringe. Aaren felt his face grow hot as she looked at him so intensely. She asked if it made sense and he opened his mouth, still unsure who it was she had been referring to. He hated to be thick, but in this instance, when talking about something this profound, he was afraid he would need for it to be expressly stated. “Um…” Aaren began, but from the opposite wall, the sound of knuckles on the wall made him turn his attention there.<br><br>Konstantin; The epitome of the reason why Aaren never quite felt like he belonged at Durmstrang. No matter how hard he tried, Aaren could never imitate the likes of him. Not that he would ever want to, mind you. He spoke in his usual, venomous tone, apologizing for the interruption, though it was clear that his words were for Dyani and not for Aaren. It reminded him that the two had been an on again, off again, thing for quite some time. Perhaps this was the sort of guy her family wanted for her, expected for her. <br><br>What an awful life that would be. No one deserved it. <br><br>Konstantin continued to speak, pretending he had manners, as he commented about how it had been so long and he hadn’t had a chance to say hello. Aaren stood from the bench, leaving his water bottle on the side table just beside it, as he addressed Konstantin, who thought he could simply step in and take Dyani away, despite the fact that they were in the middle of a conversation. This was no pissing contest, but it was clear that Konstantin was trying to assert his dominance. He was trying to mark his territory on Dyani, and planned to stamp out Aaren in the process. <br><br>“Look at that. You’ve just said it.” Aaren smiled at Konstantin, the sort of smile that read ‘don’t push me.’ He turned to face Dyani, and it hit him in that moment. Maybe this was why she was always so unpleasant. Konstantin’s influence, or direction, or brainwashing. He wouldn’t put it passed the vile guy. Aaren extended his hand for Dyani, offering it for her to take hold of, clearly intending to take her elsewhere. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Hogwarts: A New Beginning [Darley Penthouse]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Amarlo</strong> on <strong>17-03-2019, 02:16:19</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/ja4gab6.jpg)</div><div class="floatright">(https://vignette.wikia.nocookie.net/harrypotter/images/a/ae/Hogwartscrest.png/revision/latest?cb=20110806202805)</div><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><strong>NAME:</strong> <strong>Dyani Hawthorne</strong> (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=299655.msg14685893#msg14685893)<br><strong>HOUSE | YEAR:</strong> Slytherin | 3rd<br><strong>BLOOD STATUS:</strong> Pure<br><strong>WAND:</strong> Ash | Rougarou | 9 ½ inches | Crooked and Firm<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> Just a lil somethan' (https://i.imgur.com/mk4pGXl.jpg)<br><strong>DATE | TIME:</strong> Saturday, October 26th, 2019 | Night<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Darley Penthouse | Lost<br><strong>CONTENT:</strong> Cringe worthy derp - I'm just going to assume they're talking in German at this point.<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Aaren, Konstantin, Open | <strong>Mentioning:</strong> --</td></tr></tbody></table><br><hr><i>For disagreeing with your parents? That doesn’t make you a bad daughter. It makes you an individual.</i> Oh, Aaren... Sweet Aaren. This was exactly why she adored him, and simultaneously feared for him. He was just so simple and idealistic, and for as refreshing and wonderful as it was, he would have been torn apart in her world. Or so she had thought. "It makes me both." She replied evenly, though offered him an appreciative smile for his efforts. Things simply weren't so black and white in her world - where necessary evils were simply a fact of life. <br><br><i>The heart wants what the heart wants.</i> <br><br>There he went again. Aaren was so strangely open-minded that he could even tolerate a spoiled bitch like her. Honestly, if roles had been reversed Dyani couldn't truthfully say she would have afforded Aaren the same courtesies as he was showing her right now. As a matter of fact, if she were in his shows she might have thought he was up to something - some new found way to make her miserable. What others might have called forgiving and charitable would have been labeled as weak by her parents. They would have seen this sort of behavior as a way to avoid conflict - one of those necessary evils she had mentioned earlier. Dyani was no stranger to adversity. Neither was Aaren, if she had to guess. Her way of dealing with it was just <i>different</i>. <br><br>Just like her hopes for what conclusions he might draw from all this were ultimately different from what he had actually gathered. <i>Dammit it all.</i> She hissed at the back of her mind and visibly cringed. She really didn't want to have to spell it out for him... but she didn't want to really keep him guessing either. She wanted to make things work this time, and the way to go about that was not to lead him around by a trail of unanswered riddles. <br><br>Dyani huffed, her rosy cheeks puffing out just a bit as she willed up the courage to do what needed to be done - which unfortunately came out like an angry bark instead. "I'm talking about y---" She nearly snapped but as her admission came to it's conclusion she felt a familiar presence descend upon them - or <i>her</i>, rather. Instantly her lips pursed, a shiver running down her spine as his sinuous voice wrapped its way around her senses and almost instantly held her captive. <br><br><i>Cyka blyat...</i><br><br>It was hard to be so cold towards someone she still had so many fond memories of. He was the one that had played the visiting prince at her teddy bear tea parties, after all. Time and time again, Konstantin had compromised himself for her happiness... Protected her, sheltered her and even offered to take care of her at one point. From the outside looking in he was probably the poster boy for the perfect boyfriend. Unfortunately, in Dyani's eyes, the two mixed together like oil and water - pretty but flammable as hell. <br><br>Yet, despite all that, the lovely blonde could have easily been swept up into a conversation with the man. Even now, years later, she still almost felt <i>obligated</i> to entertain him - and it sickened her. It was everything he would have wanted, and even she knew he would scent blood in her hesitation. Any move she might have made was a win in his book. So instead Dyani found herself irrevocably frozen in place, caught at a cross roads with no gps to map out her hopeful destination. <br><br>Then Aaren came to his feet, and for one horrible millisecond she thought he might actually leave her there, alone, with one of her most infuriating weaknesses. But he didn't. Instead he left her more stunned than might have liked. Was Aaren standing <i>with</i> her? Suddenly Dyani's cheeks were rosy again, especially as he offered her his hand - which she took without hesitation and came to her feet. "<acronym title="Hello">Allo.</acronym>" Her fingers wiggled towards Konstantin mischievously, her absinthe hues glittering back at him defiantly. "<acronym title="bye bye">пока-пока.</acronym>" She added almost tauntingly and turned away without missing a single beat, allowing Aaren to lead her wherever he wanted for all she cared.&nbsp; So long as she could escape another night without having to confront Konstantin, she was happy at this point. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Hogwarts: A New Beginning [Darley Penthouse]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Quick Ben</strong> on <strong>17-03-2019, 05:22:57</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/xNEhQ6X.jpg)</div><div class="floatright">(https://vignette.wikia.nocookie.net/harrypotter/images/f/f3/DurmstrangCrest.png/revision/latest?cb=20160112161151)</div><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><strong>NAME:</strong> Raynor Nordskov (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=299655.msg14677798#msg14677798)<br><strong>YEAR:</strong> Seventh<br><strong>BLOOD STATUS:</strong> Half-blood<br><strong>WAND:</strong> 12 ¼ | Hornbeam | Horned Serpent Horn<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> As Pictured<br><strong>DATE | TIME:</strong> 26 October, 2019 | Evening<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Darley Penthouse<br><strong>CONTENT:</strong> (Do you like apples?) Well, I've got the girl. So, how about them apples!<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Rhys – Bambi – Loveday (Mentioned) - Open</td></tr></tbody></table><br><br><br><hr><br>The tension thickened. It became unfortunately clear to Raynor that Rhys was not going to back down, or apologize. There were plenty of fights that had his name attached to them back at Durmstrang during his seven years of attendance. But, as a small point of pride, he did not spark the fire that began those knocking of fists. At least, for a majority of those conflicts. He would like to say he did not enjoy fighting, but that would be a lie. Ray loved battle. There was honor involved, a primal contest of wills. It appealed to a different form of himself to achieve brutal triumph over his opponent. Raynor was a man who could be tender, gentle, and kind. He adored his friends, loved his lovers, and was always loyal and faithful. Nevertheless, he had the soul of a Viking. Whenever the time demanded its unveiling, Raynor unleashed the savage to protect those whom he cared about by any means necessary.<br><br>By the hand of Bambi fate favored peace. Initially, he was rooted to where he stood. Any sign of flinching or hesitation would be weakness and folly. The gentle hand at his wrist was not enough, that was until he heard the soft tones of Bam's French urging him to reconsider. It was difficult for him to answer, and turn away. He perceived a tremendous insult to her person, and he was determined to right a transparent wrong. Perhaps it would not have been enough to dissuade him from the fight, until a number of different distractions emerged. One was Bambi's protest. The second was the brief flirtation of a rather spirited girl. She reminded him of some of the more ferocious female Durmstrang students. Strong, and bold. Still, his mind was on Rhys. He did not want to get a right hook when he least expected it. <br><br><em>Misunderstanding.</em><br><br>Could he have misheard? This third prospect spun through his head quickly. The man in front of him had raised his phone, unmistakably used that nasty word, and then snapped the photo. But, before even deciding it was, or was not a misunderstanding, Raynor allowed himself to be pulled away. He realized that he wanted to be reunited with Bam, and rekindle a long lost friendship that had burned brightly so long ago. This fight was not a fight that was worth it. And, a fight that was not worth it was a fight that he could not win. <br><br>His gaze softened, and he turned away from Rhys without any further words. But, those last parting comments deserved something of a response. So, when he thought Bam was not looking Ray raised the thickness of his mighty middle finger back in the direction of a person he thought very much deserved this gloriously presented gesture.<br><br>Ray followed Bambi's lead, winding through the crowd in whatever direction she was taking them. Hopefully a private spot where annoying eyes and ears would not disturb them. A view wouldn't hurt either. "Where are we going?" He asked in French, remembering pieces of his partially dulled conversational fluency.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Hogwarts: A New Beginning [Darley Penthouse]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>CurvyKitten</strong> on <strong>17-03-2019, 08:08:23</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://www.fbtb.net/wp-content/uploads/2014/10/Katie-Sackhoff.jpg)</div><div class="floatright">(https://vignette.wikia.nocookie.net/harrypotter/images/f/f3/DurmstrangCrest.png/revision/latest?cb=20160112161151)</div><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><strong>NAME:</strong> Tatyana Lauritzen (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=299655.msg14665699#msg14665699)<br><strong>OCCUPATION:</strong> Durmstrang / 6th year<br><strong>BLOOD STATUS:</strong> PUREBLOOD<br><strong>WAND:</strong> 11 3/4 / Spruce / Horned Serpent horn<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> This casual look (https://i.pinimg.com/originals/22/84/bf/2284bf8e3b57b2c54a4751c458b8fa7f.jpg) and these sneakers (https://di2ponv0v5otw.cloudfront.net/posts/2018/09/10/5b96fc39a31c33e4d0f0431d/m_5b96fc4404ef50a20b221b28.jpg)<br><strong>DATE | TIME:</strong>Saturday | October 26th | Night <br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Darley Penthouse | Main Hall<br><strong>CONTENT:</strong> <br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Elliott </td></tr></tbody></table><br><hr>Why was she here? That question played through Tatyana's head yet again she and Elliott walked into the main entrance of the Darley penthouse. She thought back to their earlier conversation and honestly couldn't really pinpoint when he'd talked her into it. But after a while, Tatyana realized that he wasn't really asking. But it wasn't really a setting that she was used to. Durmstrang wasn't really known for its epic parties after all. Not that Tatyana felt intimidated by the gathering, she could cut loose...sort off.<br><br>She wasn't really one to get dressy, and her style was traditionally sexy so her wardrobe was a bit limited for such occasions. So she opted for a simple casual look, and figure even if she wasn't flashy like some woman might be she'd at least feel comfortable in her own skin. That alone had proven to have its own appeal, at least for some.<br><br>Tatyana had to admit she was a bit impressed by the space altering magic in play. The whole penthouse had been expanded on and turned into some lavish club. Though it did come off as if the person was trying a bit too hard to show off their wealth and standing. Shrugging it off as it was nothing she hadn't seen before. Her family had a fair share of wealth as well, though they were more of classical blue blood types. And though their gatherings could be just as theatrical, they were certainly not as hedonistic as this lavish little setup.<br><br>Tatyana was shaken from her thoughts as Elliott came stomping back her way. A small smirk playing over her features as he took hold of her wrist and began tugging her into the actual party. "Oh so forceful," she had teased him before he came to a stop once again. "That you did, and despite my instance that I was fine I still find myself here." she eyed him before sighing and hooking her arm around his waist as he leaned against her as if relenting and accepting what he said, "It's very...flashy." she responded to his comment about the party, "OH finally something we can agree on." Tatyana laughed as Elliott mentioned getting a drink.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Hogwarts: A New Beginning [Darley Penthouse]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Heartsink</strong> on <strong>18-03-2019, 00:17:13</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://folkr.fr/wp-content/uploads/2017/10/pomme-interview-voix-a-croquer-folkr-04.jpg)</div><div class="floatright">(https://i.imgur.com/yuExVFv.png)</div><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><strong>NAME:</strong> Angela Tilbury (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=299655.msg14674503#msg14674503)<br><strong>YEAR:</strong> Slytherin, Third Year<br><strong>BLOOD STATUS:</strong> Pureblood<br><strong>WAND:</strong> 15 inches, Fir, Unicorn tail hair, Rigid<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> Pictured<br><strong>DATE | TIME:</strong> Saturday, October 26th, 2019 | Night<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Darley Penthouse<br><strong>CONTENT:</strong> Henlo<br><strong>MOOD MUSIC:</strong> Arctic Monkeys - Why'd You Only Call Me When You're High? (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6366dxFf-Os)<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Elizabeth, Open<br><strong>MENTIONING:</strong> Valentin</td></tr></tbody></table><br><hr><br><em>"Fuck no."</em><br><br>Angela smiled, taking in Elizabeth's rejection of the man as a good sign, despite the sharp tone. She hadn't rejected <em>her</em>, which was what mattered. She even giggled at her joke, providing Angela with more hope that they were getting along. <br><br><em>"Let's hope, for his sake, that the curfew was lifted for tonight. As for the rest of it the superheroes are everywhere nowadays."</em><br><br>Angela shrugged as a response. Her little game was on the verge of running its course. It was best for her that she made it about themselves rather than using Valentin as a conversation subject. <br><br><em>"Maybe we can rid him of the questions by getting him high instead."</em><br><br>She didn't want to deal with some guy while she was trying to have fun with Elizabeth, though seeing him high could be amusing. As Angela contemplated the idea, Elizabeth nodded to her intention and walked towards a cigarette girl, fetching herself another cup of champagne. Angela watched her drink and slowly reached her, observing her curiously as she downed it and got a second one. <em>Naturally she wants to drink, it's a party,</em> she thought, feeling a bit like she was the anomaly in the Penthouse, not drinking. <br><br>"Or <em>we</em> could get high?" she suggested with a smile she wanted mischievous. While she wouldn't smoke anything not to damage her vocal chords, she assumed someone would have brought some brownies. "Unless you prefer to get drunk first, in which case I can keep you company but won't share the experience," she added, an apologetic look on her face. "Could also use something to drink that's not alcoholic, either way," she finished, glancing at the bar. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Hogwarts: A New Beginning [Darley Penthouse]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Malrunar</strong> on <strong>18-03-2019, 04:37:12</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/QLB4q0X.jpg)</div><div class="floatright">(https://i.imgur.com/MbTutcl.png)</div><br><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><strong>NAME:</strong> Bambi “Bam” Trémaux &nbsp;(https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=299655.msg14665939#msg14665939)<br><strong>YEAR:</strong> Third Year<br><strong>BLOOD STATUS:</strong> Pureblood<br><strong>WAND:</strong> 9 ¾ inches / Rosewood / Unicorn Hair (https://i.imgur.com/ZLtC9NW.jpg)<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> This dress, (https://i.imgur.com/mjbiyxR.jpg) with these heels (https://i.imgur.com/3b0VDty.jpg) and these braids (https://i.imgur.com/14LB8OF.jpg)<br><strong>DATE | TIME:</strong> October 26th, Evening<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Darley Penthouse<br><strong>CONTENT:</strong> Reunited and it feels so goooood<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Raynor, Open</td></tr></tbody></table><br><br><hr><br>Bambi looked over her shoulder shortly after the Norseman asked his question: she really didn’t have an answer to give him. Right now her drive was to separate them from an uncomfortable situation but her wandering was aimless. Away from the dance floor, away from the crowded bar where the redhead -apparently <em>not</em> Rhys’ girlfriend- had gone. With Raynor’s wrist in hand, she took them around a flight of stairs and past a smaller room that looked like it was designed for more personal interactions. The blonde nearly pulled them inside of there but stopped when she saw a man and woman conversing on the couch. It would have been rude to interrupt and Bambi really wanted privacy.<br><br>The chances of them finding solitude was quite slim but her patience was rewarded. Just a short way off the hall was a sliding glass door that led out to a balcony, free of any party goers or those who may have been overzealous with their drinking. Bambi pulled open the door and stepped out to the hushed quiet of the evening. Clearly, spells were placed on the penthouse to keep neighbors from complaining because as soon as the door was clicked shut behind them it was as if no one else was there at all.<br><br>Bambi allowed herself to sigh, walking towards the railing with the soft clack of her heels and braced herself against the cool metal. They had a gorgeous view of Hogwarts off in the distance and Hogsmeade just off to the opposite side. The view helped to take some of the bitter taste out of her mouth, but the threat of violence seemed to leave a sickly residue against her skin. She tried to shake it by turning to look at Raynor.<br><br>He was handsome. The sort of handsome that was almost startling, really. Not the kind you found flipping through magazines or while watching a boy band perform on stage, Raynor was rugged and strong just as he had been when they were kids. Always a little taller and broad of shoulder, she hadn’t immediately recognized him because of the beard. But those were undoubtedly his eyes -filled with joyous mirth, never failing to look at the bright side, always happy to find a friend amongst strangers. Seeing him felt good, but it almost made her blush as she became very aware that they were alone.<br><br>It didn’t worry her. Yet she found herself soothing the edges of her skirt a little and biting her lower lip. His cologne was subtle, warm, a blend of spicy woods with a sweet underlining. “You look good.” Outside of the din of the party, surrounded by the night sky and pale moonlight, she had to fight back the urge to whisper. But her voice was always soft, even when she hoped to sound casual and friendly. “I’m sorry we had to reunite under such awkward circumstances. I---” She paused, then felt a rueful twist of her lips as she turned away from Raynor to lean against the railing and to study the view.<br><br>She was having a difficult time organizing her thoughts. On one hand, she very much wanted to pull her friend in for another hug. On the other hand, she was hypnotized by his cologne and wondered if he had accidentally replaced it with a splash of Amortentia.<br><br>Bambi tried again, pulling at her fingers in her usual, bashful way, but really didn't know quite what to say.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Hogwarts: A New Beginning [Darley Penthouse]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Malrunar</strong> on <strong>18-03-2019, 05:51:06</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/51FjDMC.jpg)</div><div class="floatright">(https://i.imgur.com/A5xScp0.png)</div><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><br><strong>NAME:</strong> Evelyn “Eevee” St. Claire (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=299655.msg14750198#msg14750198)<br><strong>HOUSE | YEAR:</strong> Ravenclaw, Fifth<br><strong>BLOOD STATUS:</strong> Muggle Born<br><strong>WAND:</strong>[/b] 10 ⅕ inches | Larch | White River Monster Spine (https://i.imgur.com/eU3N2Ee.jpg)<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> This number right here! (https://i.imgur.com/tdJZVtG.jpg)<br><strong>DATE | TIME:</strong> October 26th, Evening<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Darley Penthouse<br><strong>CONTENT:</strong> Barkin' dogs, refreshment and conversation.<br><strong>MOOD MUSIC:</strong> Switch -Will Smith (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=uzUozo1628U)<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong>Open</td></tr></tbody></table><br><hr><br>Evelyn stretched her arms over her head with a wide grin on her face, looking somewhere between a happy cat and an enthusiastic stretcher. Or maybe she was just dancing on the couch since the playlist was much to her liking and even though her legs were tired, there was a lot of energy here playing off of people. Joey’s optimism didn’t hurt, either. “My old lady bones haven’t thrown the towel in yet,” another grin flashed towards him. “But I like to sit back and watch people as well. Guess their stories. Watch the growth of friendships. Play a little game of ‘who will I see puking in the bathroom stall, next’.”<br><br>That didn’t <em>always</em> happen, and if there was ever a time to be grateful for magic, it was when you were cleaning up other people’s vomit. “Tonight is extra special.” She gestured to the crowd that was still gathering inside, indicating not only Hogwarts but the students from the visiting schools as well. All of those fresh faces, all the endless possibilities.<br><br>Addison and Mackenzie both have mentioned a need for the evening ‘off’. Addison had a lot of her mind, too much stress and not enough good energy. Mackenzie seemed a little off from her usual self as well, and so that left Evelyn to act on her lonesome. She didn’t mind. And she was secretly keeping tabs on each of the strangers. One part caution. One part amused statistics; which house partied harder than the rest?<br><br>The people lined at the bar would have suggested Beauxbaton, yet the entrance of chanting Durmstrang was a worthy contender.<br><br>“Give it two hours,” she joked with Joey. “We’ll be the only ones left standing <em>on</em> the dance floor! Everyone seems to be hitting it hard, pretty fast tonight.” More amusement. This mama hen wasn’t concerned. She was just happy to see everyone (mostly) getting along.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Hogwarts: A New Beginning [Darley Penthouse]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Totoro</strong> on <strong>18-03-2019, 21:40:52</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://mir-s3-cdn-cf.behance.net/project_modules/max_1200/fc082835007785.56e69e1b15f32.jpg)</div><div class="floatright">(https://vignette.wikia.nocookie.net/harrypotter/images/a/ae/Hogwartscrest.png/revision/latest?cb=20110806202805)</div><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><strong>NAME:</strong> Elizabeth Nightshade (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=299655.msg14713380#msg14713380)<br><strong>HOUSE | YEAR:</strong> Slythering | 7th<br><strong>BLOOD STATUS:</strong> PUREBLOOD<br><strong>WAND:</strong> 10.5" | Blackthorn | Horned Serpent Horn<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> A lacy slightly short black dress that shows her shoulder, chest and neck tattoos. 5" Stiletto heels that make her 6'4". <br><strong>DATE | TIME:</strong> Saturday, 26 October, 2019 | Night<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Darley Penthouse | Main Hall<br><strong>CONTENT:</strong> Chatting to Angela<br><strong>MOOD MUSIC:</strong> Led Zeppelin - Black Dog (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=QuzAxJQElqs)<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Angela, Open</td></tr></tbody></table><br><hr><br>Elizabeth was at least glad Angela didn't judge her for downing the drink fast. She'd not quite been sure what to expect. It seemed fine, though. Perhaps the party atmosphere explained behaviour that didn't fit with Elizabeth's usual image. At least the tattoos gave some the hint that she wasn't quite the pure academic she presented herself as. <br><br>The suggestion of getting high gave her pause for thought. It'd certainly send Elizabeth towards that particular vice. Angela hadn't, at a glance, seemed like the type to. But then again she wasn't one to talk about who was the type to do what. Right now she was feeling more like getting drunk than high, but she figured out they could find a happy medium. Before she could reply Angela furthered her clarification, doing a pretty good job of making sure Elizabeth knew where she stood. At least Angela was impressively open, and thorough about the details. <br><br>"I think it'd be best if we found a middle ground." She smiled, nodding to the cigarette girl's tray. It didn't seem like the drugs were being particularly concealed at this party. "For now I'll get drunk and you get high. No sense in you waiting to have fun." She noted. Elizabeth couldn't deny the fact she was in the kind of mood where she badly needed to get herself at least a little drunk. She wasn't addicted, but once she started on alcohol she had a hard time finding the brake pedal. Her third glass of champagne was already half drank and Elizabeth was certainly starting to feel the effects, having downed the second so fast. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Hogwarts: A New Beginning [Darley Penthouse]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Totoro</strong> on <strong>18-03-2019, 22:21:05</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://assets.teenvogue.com/photos/5c3fb4eae6787a2d54b09f98/master/w_1600,c_limit/IMG_3207.JPG)</div><div class="floatright">(https://vignette.wikia.nocookie.net/harrypotter/images/a/ae/Hogwartscrest.png/revision/latest?cb=20110806202805)</div><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><strong>NAME:</strong> Joseph 'Joey' Kingston (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=299655.msg14706442#msg14706442)<br><strong>HOUSE | YEAR:</strong> Gryffindor | 5th<br><strong>BLOOD STATUS:</strong> Muggle Born<br><strong>WAND:</strong> 13.5" | Red Oak | Rougarou hair<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> A loose fitting shirt, not fully buttoned, three gold chains and a pair of dark blue jeans.<br><strong>DATE | TIME:</strong> Saturday, 26 October, 2019 | Night<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Darley Penthouse | Main Hall<br><strong>CONTENT:</strong> And we can do this until we pass out<br><strong>MOOD MUSIC:</strong> Tinie Tempah Ft. Labrinth - Pass Out (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=HmXiLTfQFOM)<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong>&nbsp; Evelyn “Eevee” St. Claire, Open</td></tr></tbody></table><br><hr><br>Joey was in a very lazy pose, letting himself sink into the couch with a grin on his face. The buzz was definitely hitting home, the moment's respite from dancing letting him feel the alcohol in his system. Luckily a drunk Joey tended to just be a little louder, more flirty and more blunt. Most couldn't tell much difference. "They better not gyal." He replied quickly, shaking his head when she called herself an old lady. Joey was much more of a doer than a watcher, but it was at least he could agree there was a fun scene to watch here. "Bet these mans is here to make friends?" He laughed slightly, making a loose implication about what was on the minds of many. "Callin' some of the skinny gyal at the bar in for white-girl-wasted in the bathroom stall" <br><br>He certainly agreed this party was special. It was nice to have fresh faces, and so many who were unpredictable. Not that he didn't like the home crowd, but the away team was a good change of pace. "Lookin' special to me." He confirmed, glancing at all the various people meeting. Joey was pretty sure half of them to chirpse the other half, but it was still nice in its own way. <br><br>He nodded straight away at her assertion they'd be the last two standing. He wouldn't mind spending some time dancing with her. Joey didn't know Eevee very well, but she seemed nice and fun so far. And Joey was generally cautious of anyone not smashed at a party. "Swear down." He replied, then caught himself. He probably needed to down down the slang for her. "I'll take the bet." Enough time at Hogwarts had taught him to translate himself for some. "I've had a few myself." He confessed, but it was clear he was just a little buzzed and certainly not smashed. Part of Joey was tempted to convince her back to the dance floor already, but he decided to enjoy the recuperation a while longer. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Hogwarts: A New Beginning [Darley Penthouse]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Rel Mayer</strong> on <strong>19-03-2019, 01:27:05</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://media.gettyimages.com/photos/actor-evan-peters-is-photographed-for-august-man-on-march-14-2016-in-picture-id529786874?s=612x612)</div><div class="floatright">(https://i.imgur.com/yuExVFv.png)</div><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><strong>NAME:</strong> Derek Darley (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=299655.msg14655389#msg14655389)<br><strong>YEAR:</strong> Ravenclaw 6th Year<br><strong>BLOOD STATUS:</strong> PUREBLOOD<br><strong>WAND:</strong> 13 Inches | English Oak | Wampus Cat Hair<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> Acid wash jeans, banana and lemon printed button-up shirt with a collar, messy hair<br><strong>DATE | TIME:</strong> Saturday, 26 October, 2019 | Night<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Darley Penthouse | Back Rooms<br><strong>CONTENT:</strong> Cute Shit<br><strong>MOOD MUSIC:</strong> Kavinsky - Nightcall (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=MV_3Dpw-BRY)<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Dior, Valentin, Audrey, OPEN </td></tr></tbody></table><br><br><hr><br>There was a relief of comfort that washed over Derek when he caught the amber eyes of his sister peering over her shoulder back at him. Dior was absolutely breathtaking tonight in her element and Derek found one of those dumb founded half smirks on his face. The type where his teeth showed and his mouth opened slightly ajar. The smile only looked a bit more goofy when she called him the brawn and Derek straightened his back. Feeling suddenly extremely confident about who he was.<br><br>However, his eyes quickly darted to Valentin when he mentioned that he too had a sibling. Derek was awkward, but that comment swept any funny look from his face and instead an eyebrow cocked. <br><br>"Yeah, I imagine the lot of us have siblings, mate," Derek said rather awkwardly, blaming the awkwardness on a cultural difference. He stood there looking at Valentin that seemed more obviously interested in his sister (naturally, he couldn't blame Valentin), before he felt the soft fingers of his own blooming love interest reaching over him and grabbing his whiskey glass.<br><br>"What do you think you're doing?" Derek said with a laugh holding the glass above his taller frame, but Audrey was too fast and rather hilarious. He turned away from Dior and Valentin to pay his full attention to her dress. It was different, but Derek liked it. It reminded him of his Granddad's house, but couldn't quite place as to how. "You're going to have to owe me for that drink," he grinned and wrapped his arm around her waist. Unable to keep his hands off of her and pulled her in for a kiss on the forehead. Her frame against his made a stir in his loins, but he knew better.<br><br>Momentarily he caught eyes with Cai and he gave the man a nod upward and that same goofy smile leaning his eyes toward Audrey. Derek was also still struggling to believe it himself. <br><br>Audrey pulled him away from Valentin and Dior, but Derek didn't look back. He didn't even pay attention to the way his sister absolutely brushed the two of them off and went off to do her own thing. It was for the best. Derek hoped someone would rattle the bones of his sister soon, so he wouldn't have to feel nearly as guilty for all the lewd thoughts of what he wanted to do to Audrey at this party. Any guilt he would have felt quickly disappeared when she mentioned wanting to go to the place where no one could shame them for their kinks.<br><br>Derek audibly gulped. <br><br>"Well... uh... there is..." Derek panicked for a moment. He wrapped his arms around Audrey's hips and pulled her to his side closer as they walked. His fingers finding that comfortable spot right above her hip bone. It fit extremely well. "... the thing is Dior turned my bedroom into some sort of den with pillows, couches, and beds," Derek confessed with his free hand behind his head scratching. There was a pause as Audrey was leading him down a hallway. He had taken her here before, and it seemed as if she was walking around like she owned the place. It gave Derek the impression that she was comfortable. <br><br>"Do you want to see?" Derek offered with the same devious grin and already took her down the hallway toward his normal bedroom saved for him. It was only a few meters away as he looked down at her dress. "Why does this dress remind me of my Granddad's place?" he then asked honestly. <br><br>"And why do I anticipate it would look better on the floor of my bedroom?" Derek smirked and leaned down for a quick peck on her lips right when she tried to reply. It was his favorite thing to do. Vibrating lips from speech muffled by his own. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Hogwarts: A New Beginning [Darley Penthouse]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Rel Mayer</strong> on <strong>19-03-2019, 03:40:03</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://4c79id2ej5i11apui01ll2wc-wpengine.netdna-ssl.com/wp-content/uploads/2018/09/Charli-XCX-Gallery-6.jpg)</div><div class="floatright">(https://vignette.wikia.nocookie.net/harrypotter/images/e/ea/BeauxbatonsCrestClearBg.png/revision/latest/scale-to-width-down/350?cb=20160630041801)</div><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><strong>NAME:</strong> Ria Delestrac (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=299655.msg14658834#msg14658834)<br><strong>YEAR:</strong> Year 7<br><strong>BLOOD STATUS:</strong> Half-Blood<br><strong>WAND:</strong> 12 | Vine | Veela hair<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> Lots of glitzy jewelry, a black v-neck dress that comes to her thighs, black fishnets, black open-toe heels, hair straightened and up in a pony-tail with her bangs showing<br><strong>DATE | TIME:</strong> Saturday, October 26th, 2019 | Night<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> The Bar<br><strong>CONTENT:</strong> Forcing everyone at the bar to do shots. <em>Everyone</em>. Possibly drinking some extra shots depending on who doesn't take it. <br><strong>MOOD MUSIC:</strong> Charli XCX - Break The Rules (https://youtu.be/ABhDiXbUaBE)<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Nadia, Florian, Kat, Dior, Valentin (M) </td></tr></tbody></table><br><br><hr><br>Ria's eyes glimmered with the same sparkling bubbles in the champagne of everyone's hands when she saw people look down at their shots and considered to take it. It wasn't long before the beautiful hostess would accompany them all at the bar. At first she was going to offer Dior a shot (or at least pressure her into it), but it seemed Dior had a mind and willingness of her own at that point. Ria smirked when she saw her reach down and grab that amber liquid. <br><br>"Fuck yes," Ria said not even taking a moment to introduce herself, but instead grabbing one of the fresh tequila shots that was not yet drank and raising her arm in the air to offer a toast to host. Instantly knowing that she had a respect for a woman like Dior with this amount of money willing to throw this type of party. What more, she had heard some interesting drugs were slipped into the pockets of a few of these cigarette girls. Ria would wait until she was good and fucked up, and then wander her way over there to partake in anything interesting that would make her skin tingle, her mind sweat, and her night haze into a deliciously unproductive adventure. This is why she came to Hogwarts. To fucking party her last year away. <br><br>Ria had teased Nadia, to only discover that she was quite an interesting character stuffed into those converse shoes. Ria laughed and never touched the subject again. Especially on how Nadia wanted Ria to be excused. There was no excuse for Ria. However, for a moment her eyes glimmered to Florian who was with his handsome buddy. Even so, Ria had quite the interest for this own French man. She hadn't really spoken to him since that night he escorted her to her dorm room. It left her mind to linger. It left her body to want for him. However, she wouldn't turn to him so quickly. Instead, she caught his eyes and licked her lips out of reflex. Giving his choice of attire a good nod. <br><br>She'd make her strike later.<br><br>A girl with light hair and an excellent taste came up to her side and Ria tilted her head to the side. She was rail thin and reminded her slightly of Babs in regards to her playful attitude in which she carried herself. Pursing her lips, she hoped for her counterpart to find her way somewhere in this party at some point. However, this woman named Kat seemed like a good companion to drink with. With the way her arm rose high in the air and downed her own shot. Mentioning the words trashy.<br><br>Fuck. Ria loved trash. <br><br>"Who you calling trashy, bitch?" Ria joked back to the woman. Knocking her shoulder into her chest and tilting her head to the side with a smile. Then Ria clanked her glasses with the few and downed that tequila shot finally. Waiting for another which could not come soon enough. However, Nadia had a far more classy way of introducing herself and also inquiring on their names. Turning her eyes to what she once considered someone a bit stiff, she realized there was a bit more to unfold. <br><br>"My name is Ria... Ria Delestrac. You must definitely have not heard about me from Beauxbatons," Ria teased and said pointing over behind her. "Find the nerdy one over there. That's my brother Valentin. Only reason why I was able to get over here to "support" him in whatever weird comic book club or whatever it is he's doing," Ria rolled her eyes and shrugged her shoulders. Knowing damn well what he came here for, but she wasn't going to go out and recruit for him. For all Ria cared for, he was a walking and talking mean comic book bringing her down and making her think about family every god damn minute he opened his mouth.<br><br>"But... I'm really here to party," Ria said with a glimmer in her eyes. "Do you know if they have any cocaïne ... if I plan on drinking like this I need something to keep me awake," Ria looked around for the cigarette girls, while waiting for the two to introduce themselves. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Hogwarts: A New Beginning [Darley Penthouse]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Totoro</strong> on <strong>19-03-2019, 19:34:17</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://i.pinimg.com/736x/87/e6/d8/87e6d89570cb4caf1f2ba9b31637c945.jpg)</div><div class="floatright">(https://vignette.wikia.nocookie.net/harrypotter/images/a/ae/Hogwartscrest.png/revision/latest?cb=20110806202805)</div><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><strong>NAME:</strong> Kat (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=299655.msg14743745#msg14743745)<br><strong>HOUSE | YEAR:</strong> Ravenclaw | 6th<br><strong>BLOOD STATUS:</strong> Muggle Born<br><strong>WAND:</strong> 12.5" | Spruce | White River Monster spine<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> A black ripped vest, backwards baseball cap and skinny jeans, hair extensions and two fake piercings <br><strong>DATE | TIME:</strong> Saturday, 26 October, 2019 | Night<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Darley Penthouse | Main Hall<br><strong>CONTENT:</strong> <br><strong>MOOD MUSIC:</strong> Jessie J - Do It Like A Dude (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=pOf3kYtwASo)<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Ria, Joanna, Cai</td></tr></tbody></table><br><hr><br>Kat had barely downed the shot when they heard Joanna's familiar laugh and immediately grinned. Nudging the taller girl back their hip just about bounced off, and they followed up with a slight shake of the head. "Getting it ready for you to arrive, fitty." They shamelessly replied. "One back, catch me if you can!" They swiftly responded, knowing Joanna would be all too happy to catch Kat up when it came to drinking. Between Joanna and the Beauxbatons girl they were already overjoyed with their drinking partners. It was only the unfortunate presence of Dior that marred the group by the bar, but Kat was sure they'd find an excuse to drag Joanna off some place sooner or later.<br><br>They also recognised Cai on approach, smiling to him and nodding. "Always!" They replied enthusiastically. "She's got space for surprises. It's where the bitch's heart should be." Kat had a grin on their face as they casually insulted Dior to him, somewhat glad the loud music meant they could share the words without Dior overhearing. They didn't want to actually end up in a fight with the tiny blonde bimbo. "You too, sledge!" They replied when Cai announced he was off to find a friend. They'd called him that consistently since hearing about his interest in Sister Sledge. Kat found most people's real names a little dull.&nbsp; <br><br>As soon as they had a chance to evade their distractions Kat grinned to Ria, knowing the word bitch was meant sweetly. They paused for a moment. Ria had pretty much asked for a nickname here, in Kat's eyes, and Kat only had a few moments to come up with one. "Patrón!" they replied, christening Ria after the famous brand of tequila. They didn't have a lot to go on when it came to handing out that nickname. But they had a suspicion that nicknaming Ria after a brand of tequila was going to turn out to be apt. <br><br>"Not Ria, babe. Patrón!" They insisted with a grin. Some people played along, other people hated kat's nicknaming of most people around them. They glanced where they were directed, taking a look at Valentin. They had nothing against nerdy people themselves, but they weren't looking to bother the girl who clearly didn't care for her brother. The glimmer was matched by Kat, who drew Joanna closer to Ria and herself, an arm gently around her waist. It wasn't at all uncommon for Kat to be quite casually touchy with their friends, and Joanna was a good friend of hers. "Jett's here to party too, don't worry" They grinned. Another nickname in quick succession, one born of Joanna's name being similar to Joan Jett's, and her similar affinity for rock music. "Next round's mine!" They called out, making an encouraging motion for the bartender to keep more Tequila coming to those nearby at the bar, hoping Dior would head elsewhere. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Hogwarts: A New Beginning [Darley Penthouse]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Quick Ben</strong> on <strong>20-03-2019, 03:43:11</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/xNEhQ6X.jpg)</div><div class="floatright">(https://vignette.wikia.nocookie.net/harrypotter/images/f/f3/DurmstrangCrest.png/revision/latest?cb=20160112161151)</div><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><strong>NAME:</strong> Raynor Nordskov (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=299655.msg14677798#msg14677798)<br><strong>YEAR:</strong> Seventh<br><strong>BLOOD STATUS:</strong> Half-blood<br><strong>WAND:</strong> 12 ¼ | Hornbeam | Horned Serpent Horn<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> As Pictured<br><strong>DATE | TIME:</strong> 26 October, 2019 | Evening<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Darley Penthouse<br><strong>CONTENT:</strong> A Beautiful View<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Bambi – Open</td></tr></tbody></table><br><br><br><hr><br>There were red lights engulfing the mass of bodies all around them. There was constant noise of music and talking, laughter and yells, and glasses clinking. Then, there was silence. There was Raynor and Bam, just Raynor and Bam. Despite his enjoyment of loud, happy gatherings, he found relief in the sudden, abrupt quiet that now entangled him. Perhaps it was the tremendous view peering out across the Hogwarts landscape. It was a beautiful country from what he could tell. But, it was not the view of the school that was compelling his attention. Finally, after unexpected troubles, he was with Bam. Alone.<br><br>He could smell her perfume, and the scent afflicted him. Floral. A hint of sandalwood. It went well with Bambi, who might as well've been seen as the official flower of Beauxbatons. Raynor allowed himself a moment to enjoy the sight of her while she talked. From the exposed portion of her back that bore the smoothness of her flawless skin, down to her long legs that never ended. But, what captured him most were her blue eyes, and her soft lips. <br><br>Raynor was calmed by looking at her. The near fight with Rhys was almost already forgotten. He wanted his reunion, and now he had it. But, he did not know what that desire would so suddenly entail, and that entailment was a growing attraction to Bambi. It had been so long since he had last seen her that the last time was when she was significantly younger. He did not think of her like he was thinking of her now. For his warmth, he felt thankful for the coolness of night.<br><br><em>"You look good." She said.</em><br><br>He regarded her with sharper interest. Maybe he wasn't the only one going through a similar feeling. Then, when she apologized, seeing that she was struggling to find the right words, Raynor stepped closer to her. He shared the balcony railing, but placed a warm hand of comfort against the exposed skin of her back. Sometimes, someone very wise once told him, it was best not to say much. She was smoother than he imagined, and without thinking he brushed his hand further over the softness of her back. <br><br>"You don't have to apologize," Raynor said, trying to catch her gaze, "Things happen the way they're supposed to happen. And, I guess that means we were meant to be out here together. If that's the case, I'm happy it happened."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Hogwarts: A New Beginning [Darley Penthouse]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Yarnover</strong> on <strong>20-03-2019, 05:20:27</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/b/b9/936full-douglas-booth.jpg)</div><div class="floatright">(https://vignette.wikia.nocookie.net/harrypotter/images/a/ae/Hogwartscrest.png/revision/latest?cb=20110806202805)</div><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><strong>NAME:</strong> Bryson Campbell (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=299655.msg14761561#msg14761561)<br><strong>HOUSE | YEAR:</strong> Hufflepuff, 4<br><strong>BLOOD STATUS:</strong> halfblood<br><strong>WAND:</strong> 17 inches | Elm |&nbsp; Jakalope Antler<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> Jeans, long-sleeved grey shirt, leather jacket and a fedora for some reason...<br><strong>DATE | TIME:</strong> 26/10/19, night<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Main floor<br><strong>CONTENT:</strong> Arriving<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> OPEN</td></tr></tbody></table><br><hr><br><br>"Hwhat the fuuuuck?" Bryson whistled as he stepped into the crimson penthouse-mansion. He'd never been to the Darley home before. Hell, he hardy even was around them at all. This was something else. Clearly they take their parties seriously. That or they have a strange taste in permanent decor. <br><br>Bry grinned as he turned over his leather jacket to Gabby. She was amusing as they come. He actually would have stayed and chatted with her himself but she seemed far more interested in keeping her own company. He watched her move around busily and wondered why she was assigned a coat check position, of all jobs. Wasn't it almost like a slap to the face for a house elf, seeing as obtaining a piece of clothing from their master was how they became free? The Campbell's didn't keep house elves, though his Mom's family had them; his interaction with the little guys were few and far between. <br><br>A teammate called his name and he moved out onto the main floor to greet them, smiling at anyone else who caught his eye. Bryson didn't go out of his way to seek out social interaction but it was all around him. The bloody room was disconcerting, however, and he wondered if everyone would put up with it the whole night or if it might try their eyesight a little. Although, the monochromatic scheme did seem to dull the opulence of the place somehow, as if it were more understated. He had to look just that much harder to catch the details. Just how big the chandeliers were, the gold trimmed frames... He guessed it was kind of well though out, after all, kinda artsy.<br><br>Following his nose to something delicious, he greedily helped himself to an assortment of things from the kitchen-made-restaurant and returned to the main hall. A moment later, he reclined on one of the curved couches, laying back to kick up his feet as if he lived there and it wasn't so, so... <em>expensive</em>.<br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Hogwarts: A New Beginning [Darley Penthouse]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Malrunar</strong> on <strong>20-03-2019, 06:14:56</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/QLB4q0X.jpg)</div><div class="floatright">(https://i.imgur.com/MbTutcl.png)</div><br><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><strong>NAME:</strong> Bambi “Bam” Trémaux &nbsp;(https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=299655.msg14665939#msg14665939)<br><strong>YEAR:</strong> Third Year<br><strong>BLOOD STATUS:</strong> Pureblood<br><strong>WAND:</strong> 9 ¾ inches / Rosewood / Unicorn Hair (https://i.imgur.com/ZLtC9NW.jpg)<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> This dress, (https://i.imgur.com/mjbiyxR.jpg) with these heels (https://i.imgur.com/3b0VDty.jpg) and these braids (https://i.imgur.com/14LB8OF.jpg)<br><strong>DATE | TIME:</strong> October 26th, Evening<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Darley Penthouse<br><strong>CONTENT:</strong> Tingles and flutters<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Raynor, Open</td></tr></tbody></table><br><br><hr><br>At Raynor’s approach, Bambi became very aware of a shiver that tried to work its way down the length of her spine, threatening to give herself away at any moment. He was a familiar comfort, but it was the warmth of his presence and the alluring undertones of his cologne which had her inching a little bit closer when he reached the railing. The evening was much colder than she was used to this time of year. It was not at all unpleasant, she enjoyed the crisp air and the change of scenery. But her dress didn’t provide much heat and it was all too tempting to step into Raynor in hopes of having him wrap his arms around her. She had a vice-like grip on the banister in an attempt to keep from embarrassing herself any further.<br><br>It wasn’t <em>that</em> cold after all. Bambi just found herself feeling a little giddy and more flustered than usual, once again pulling at her fingers and looking everywhere but at him as she tried to tame the brilliant red flame that colored her face. No lighting to save her now. Maybe if she was lucky there would be enough poor lighting to help mask the obvious. She was often flustered, but never like this.<br><br>"<em>You don't have to apologize,</em>" Raynor spoke up. "<em>Things happen the way they're supposed to happen. And, I guess that means we were meant to be out here together. If that's the case, I'm happy it happened.</em>"<br><br>Still as sincere and sweet as ever. Still always looking at the brighter side of life. It was something that she herself often strived for, something she had tried to reflect after learning it from him when they were little more than children. Their family had been so close, despite the need to keep magic a secret from the children. Bambi hadn’t understood it at the time but she still remembered how it felt as if she were betraying him and his siblings by keep such a big secret. She would cry, even tried bargaining with her parents as if it were something as simple as persuading them. But ultimately, Bambi did as she was told and only ever broke the rule once when Raynor had hurt himself. Who knew that performing such a simple healing spell would have caused so much anger and yelling? Or involve the ministry?<br><br>So when she later learned Raynor was going to be a wizard like his father, Bambi had exclaimed out in joy. She was absolutely crushed when it was later revealed that he had run away because of that very gift. For her father, the final nail in her mother’s coffin was when Raynor’s father failed to produce the identity of her mother’s killer and all ties had been severed. All attempts to track him down were pushed back in her face so violently it had been frightening.<br><br>Now here he was, wearing Durmstrang’s colors, figuratively speaking, embracing his skills as a wizard and even competing in the tournament. She was proud to see he had come so far, but she was also keenly aware of the gap in time they had missed together and felt... What was the word? She wasn’t sure there was a single word that could fairly describe what she was feeling, or even ten.<br><br>“I can be so oblivious,” She murmured the words, braving a quick glance up in his direction. “It seems I’m quite skilled in missing social cues and obvious attempts at hook-ups. Now I can’t be sure if he thinks I was leading him on.” She winced, not liking the idea of toying with anyone’s feelings. Even unintentionally. On one hand, she wanted to thank Rhys for standing up for her, even if it hadn’t been necessary. On the other… she wasn’t sure which shade of red she would turn if they ever bumped into each other in the halls. She hoped he would understand.<br><br>“When I imagined reuniting with you again it involved less drama and more of the things that mattered. And in my head, I always knew exactly what to say. But now my heart is racing and my knees feel a little weak and I can’t decide if I want to throw my arms around you or have a sit and cry. I’ve missed you.”
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				Title: <strong>Re: Hogwarts: A New Beginning [Darley Penthouse]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Quick Ben</strong> on <strong>21-03-2019, 02:19:39</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/xNEhQ6X.jpg)</div><div class="floatright">(https://vignette.wikia.nocookie.net/harrypotter/images/f/f3/DurmstrangCrest.png/revision/latest?cb=20160112161151)</div><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><strong>NAME:</strong> Raynor Nordskov (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=299655.msg14677798#msg14677798)<br><strong>YEAR:</strong> Seventh<br><strong>BLOOD STATUS:</strong> Half-blood<br><strong>WAND:</strong> 12 ¼ | Hornbeam | Horned Serpent Horn<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> As Pictured<br><strong>DATE | TIME:</strong> 26 October, 2019 | Evening<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Darley Penthouse<br><strong>CONTENT:</strong> ____ The Girl<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Bambi – Open</td></tr></tbody></table><br><br><br><hr><br>Life after his departure from home was difficult. It was such a big lie, to realize what it was that he was, and what it was that he was capable of.&nbsp; The influx of truth was too much, and the keen sting of betrayal stabbed too deeply. With loathing, Raynor ran away. He drove himself for a long time by the fires of his passionate spite for his father. He would have been difficult to recognize then as the happy and high-spirited man that everyone knew him to be. The truth was he retained part of that darkness, that edge. Tonight, with Rhys, the razor's edge of his darker nature came close to having its sharpness revealed.<br><br>He was unhappy to see that it had made Bambi uncomfortable, and there were several emotions that swelled within whenever he looked at her face. There had to be confusion for them both, of that he was certain. As kids, she was barred from showing him magic, and got into trouble for a revelation which was promptly buried until he discovered his own dormant power. Raynor had no ill feelings toward Bam, for she was the only one who had ever been honest until his dying mother wrenched the truth from his father's lips with her final pleas. So much time had passed. So much had happened. His mother was taken by a cruel disease, and Bam suffered the same loss by a crueler hand.<br><br>Ray listened, following along to the words, but finding them to be more like sounds. He did not care for Rhys, or what happened. It was over. Whenever things were meant to be set right, they would be. He had his own apologies to make, from what he remembered from the argument. But, that was then, and this was now. The present was where he was, and the present was him and her, finding each other once again after everything that had happened in their lives.<br><br>Everything was against them, Raynor thought. His anger had kept him from searching her out, forcing him along a lonesome trail of self-discovery out on his own. There would have been little, to no way of her ever finding him. But, despite the mechanisms of man, and the world working against them, fate placed them here on the balcony. Together again, like the old days. But, Raynor thought, it was not like the old days. He never looked at Bam like he did now, and he never felt this rushing wave of decisive certainty. There was an electricity that rumbled throughout his entire being when he gave her his touch. <br><br>As she laid out her case, Raynor felt a pang of emotion. He empathized with the feeling, somewhat lost amidst the maze that life had confronted them with. Things were much simpler when they were little, as two small kids running around the expansive fields of his father's farm, laughing as they went. Where was the laughter now, so easy and plentiful. Did he talk about her mother? Give her comfort, but in what way?<br><br>To her wondering, and her questioning, Raynor discovered his answer. Where her heart was racing, so was his. Tense, but in a good way. The excitement of his sudden thought bubbled up until he could not bear it any longer. He reached out to Bam as if an invisible force was compelling him to act. Underneath her chin, he placed his touch. With a simple push, he suggested she look up and hold her eyes to his. <br><br><em>Shut up and kiss me.</em> That look said.<br><br>He closed his eyes, pressed his lips to hers, and embraced the overwhelming fullness of the moment.<br><br>His kiss whispered. <em>I've missed you too.</em>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Hogwarts: A New Beginning [Darley Penthouse]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Malrunar</strong> on <strong>21-03-2019, 04:23:10</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/QLB4q0X.jpg)</div><div class="floatright">(https://i.imgur.com/MbTutcl.png)</div><br><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><strong>NAME:</strong> Bambi “Bam” Trémaux &nbsp;(https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=299655.msg14665939#msg14665939)<br><strong>YEAR:</strong> Third Year<br><strong>BLOOD STATUS:</strong> Pureblood<br><strong>WAND:</strong> 9 ¾ inches / Rosewood / Unicorn Hair (https://i.imgur.com/ZLtC9NW.jpg)<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> This dress, (https://i.imgur.com/mjbiyxR.jpg) with these heels (https://i.imgur.com/3b0VDty.jpg) and these braids (https://i.imgur.com/14LB8OF.jpg)<br><strong>DATE | TIME:</strong> October 26th, Evening<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Darley Penthouse<br><strong>CONTENT:</strong> Fireworks<br><strong>MUSIC:</strong> What would happen if-- Meredith Brooks (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FtXZW8PvLKQ)<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Raynor, Open</td></tr></tbody></table><br><br><hr><br>It was shocking to learn that, why she had thought that her heart was racing before, it had merely been a warm-up in comparison to what it was doing now. Bambi could feel it hammering away against her throat somewhere near the root of her tongue, but the speed of it paled to those of her thoughts. Surprise. Amazement. Curiosity. She hadn’t anticipated the kiss even when she realized right then and there that she had yearned it. Lights didn’t explode behind her eyes but that was probably because all of her other senses were so focused on where their mouths met, she was missing out on the smaller details. Such as the way she seemed to feed a moan into his mouth. Or how she melted against him even as she turned on her heels so they were face to face and pressed chest to chest. Or as much as their height allowed them to be, anyway. <br><br>Bambi released the railing, kept her hands loose at her side for only a moment before reaching up to press one against the warmth of his chest. It was knotted with muscle, firm beneath her manicured fingernails, but the pulsing of his heart knocking against her palm was very real. The opposite hand managed to reach further than the first, sliding along the side of his neck to trace a path upwards to the nape. All too naturally her fingers curled into his hair and encouraged him to continue.<br><br>She certainly did. While this was her first kiss, Bambi, for once, wasn’t caught up inside her own head. She let the moment play out, reacting on instinct and followed his lead whenever he made it known.<br><br>His beard was a lot softer than she imagined. His cologne was intoxicating and kept beckoning her closer and closer until both hands were draped across his shoulders and she found herself almost dizzy with the effects. Eventually, she did pull away but that was only because she found herself unsteady on her legs and felt a little like a newborn giraffe in heels. All of that grace and poise was stripped away and the chill of the evening air was replaced with searing heat. Everywhere they touched she felt as if were tingling.<br><br>She wanted to say something, but the only noise that trickled past her lips was a soft sigh of surrender before she was lifting onto her heels and reaching for his mouth again.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Hogwarts: A New Beginning [Darley Penthouse]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Malrunar</strong> on <strong>22-03-2019, 21:31:46</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/0OlFgMX.jpg)</div><div class="floatright">(https://i.imgur.com/A5xScp0.png)</div><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><br><strong>NAME:</strong> Addison Snow (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=299655.msg14660328#msg14660328)<br><strong>HOUSE | YEAR:</strong> Hufflepuff, Seventh<br><strong>BLOOD STATUS:</strong> Pureblood<br><strong>WAND:</strong> 11 ¼ inches / Dogwood / White River Monster Spine / Surprisingly Swishy and Flexible (https://i.imgur.com/ZLtC9NW.jpg)<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> This right here! (https://i.imgur.com/hLbQJgm.jpg)<br><strong>DATE | TIME:</strong> October 26th, Evening<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Darley Penthouse --Dance Floor<br><strong>CONTENT:</strong> Groovin’ and movin’. <br><strong>MOOD MUSIC:</strong> Love It If We Made It (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1Wl1B7DPegc)<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Cai, Loveday, Eliza, Open</td></tr></tbody></table><br><hr><br>Addison felt a smile blossoming on her lips the moment she caught sight of Cai, dressed in a nice suit and tie that was not at all ill-fitting and certainly made the man look roguishly charming. She was glad to see him out and away from his studies, immersed in a crowd that was enjoying life and changing the usual scenery. Cairon was always a friendly lad, but she half expected he would show up at the last minute or not at all. Sometimes he was just so damn hard to read.<br><br>She sashayed closer to her friend and gently grabbed the man’s wrists, pulling him closer to her in time with the music so it looked orchestrated and planned out. That was until familiar arms wrapped around her middle, and her lips formed an ‘O’ of surprise before stretching out into a wide grin. She knew who it was the moment she rested her cheek against her crown, and Addison was laughing even before Loveday added her quip.<br><br>She kissed her friend on the corner of the mouth in greeting, “Loveday!” She had to shout a little to be heard over the music, then indicated Cai by lifting his hand just as she transitioned into a spin. “Do you know Cai yet?”<br><br>To Cai, she turned to say, “This is Loveday! She’s the best Beater on our team. I think you have her to thank for helping us win that tournament last year.” She stuck out a playful tongue and winked. Addison didn’t play quidditch herself, but she was keen on a broom and was athletic and sporty despite it. She just wasn’t as competitive as most and even with friendly skirmishes, she was often heard apologizing to anyone she advanced on in the game. She had the build for an excellent Seeker, she was just too damn polite sometimes.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Hogwarts: A New Beginning [Darley Penthouse]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Malrunar</strong> on <strong>22-03-2019, 22:14:49</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/51FjDMC.jpg)</div><div class="floatright">(https://i.imgur.com/A5xScp0.png)</div><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><br><strong>NAME:</strong> Evelyn “Eevee” St. Claire (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=299655.msg14750198#msg14750198)<br><strong>HOUSE | YEAR:</strong> Ravenclaw, Fifth<br><strong>BLOOD STATUS:</strong> Muggle Born<br><strong>WAND:</strong>[/b] 10 ⅕ inches | Larch | White River Monster Spine (https://i.imgur.com/eU3N2Ee.jpg)<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> This number right here! (https://i.imgur.com/tdJZVtG.jpg)<br><strong>DATE | TIME:</strong> October 26th, Evening<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Darley Penthouse<br><strong>CONTENT:</strong> Barkin' dogs, refreshment and conversation.<br><strong>MOOD MUSIC:</strong> Switch -Will Smith (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=uzUozo1628U)<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong>Joey, Open</td></tr></tbody></table><br><hr><br>Evelyn laughed despite herself, waving away Joey’s explanation of slang as if it were nothing that bothered her. “I’ve lived across the pond long enough to pick up the general lingo,” she confirmed, placing both hands on her knees and leaned forward with a friendly grin. “Although I have to say some of your gibberish is just insane.” Her sly smile was a good indicator to suggest that she was only toying with him. Even if it was completely true. She recited some of her favorites. “Know your onions! It’s pants! On the pull,” she made a slightly crude gesture on that one, “Anti-clockwise…” She could go on.<br><br>“When I first moved here I was so confused about all of it I thought British English was an entirely different language. Had the hardest time getting a straight answer out of anyone when I asked them what it all meant.” Evelyn crossed her leg and took another drink of her water before recapping the bottle and letting it plot down to the couch beside her. “Finally, I went to a pub in York, was having a bad day and I really needed to get pissed. The bartender goes, ‘what’ll you have?’” Evelyn did her best to replicate the man’s deep, burly voice. The way it rumbled in the chest and was felt as well as heard. It was absolute shit but at least she tried. “So I told him ‘I need a dictionary to understand what the hell you guys are saying’. Know what he did? Came around the bar, sat his ass down right next to me,” she indicated her left side with a growing smile, “and gave me lessons.”<br><br>And more beer than she really had a right to drink, but that night she needed every drop her liver could take. The following week was rough, that was before she helped her other ‘witch sisters’ concoct some potions to take that horrible hangover mess away. “Cockney I can handle. But as soon as someone starts uttering Scottish jargon at me I’m at a loss.”<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Hogwarts: A New Beginning [Darley Penthouse]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Quick Ben</strong> on <strong>23-03-2019, 02:21:06</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/xNEhQ6X.jpg)</div><div class="floatright">(https://vignette.wikia.nocookie.net/harrypotter/images/f/f3/DurmstrangCrest.png/revision/latest?cb=20160112161151)</div><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><strong>NAME:</strong> Raynor Nordskov (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=299655.msg14677798#msg14677798)<br><strong>YEAR:</strong> Seventh<br><strong>BLOOD STATUS:</strong> Half-blood<br><strong>WAND:</strong> 12 ¼ | Hornbeam | Horned Serpent Horn<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> As Pictured<br><strong>DATE | TIME:</strong> 26 October, 2019 | Evening<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Darley Penthouse<br><strong>CONTENT:</strong> The Deep Magic<br><strong>MUSIC:</strong> Only You (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=D7OVZ-CgMwM)<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Bambi – Open</td></tr></tbody></table><br><br><br><hr><br>He wrapped her up inside his arms, strong, and safe. Out here he could protect her, and within his embrace he could keep her, hold her, and have her, just as he wanted. This kiss was his leap into uncertain territory, a place of unknown things, and strange things. They were things that worried anyone. The unknown, and unexpected. Many people lived lives of fear, and because of it they did not venture beyond their door. But, they often dreamed, looking out their windows thinking of what could be. Raynor wanted the kiss. Dreamed of it even, just before he had taken the plunge. As it turned, he did not fall endlessly into the pit of nothingness and shame that haunted so many with hesitation.<br><br>That pit did not exist. Suddenly, Raynor was flying, so he felt, gliding on the sweetness of the air, the coolness of the wind, and all the possibilities of life raising him high. Her lips were soft, and her kiss was delicate. There was an innocence in her feel that he cherished, and he soon felt a deep stirring of yearning. His want was further enflamed by the gentleness of her moan, and he groaned in response when their mouths had parted. Over too soon, but it began again when she offered her mouth back to him, and Raynor agreed with her. No, this was not a time for words. Not yet. <br><br>He kissed her again, exploring her mouth further with his lips, tasting her, and savoring the angelic gift of their private union. As the fire of his passions rose, his hands rose to caress her hair, and then fell down to either side of her face. Raynor reluctantly relinquished her bottom lip, pulling away so he could see into Bam's eyes. He pushed a strand of her hair out of the way, and smiled. "I see you," he said, "and you see me." <br><br>Raynor's lips brushed against hers for but a fleeting moment. He held his forehead to hers, and melded their spaces together as one. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Hogwarts: A New Beginning [Darley Penthouse]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Malrunar</strong> on <strong>23-03-2019, 03:55:58</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/QLB4q0X.jpg)</div><div class="floatright">(https://i.imgur.com/MbTutcl.png)</div><br><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><strong>NAME:</strong> Bambi “Bam” Trémaux &nbsp;(https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=299655.msg14665939#msg14665939)<br><strong>YEAR:</strong> Third Year<br><strong>BLOOD STATUS:</strong> Pureblood<br><strong>WAND:</strong> 9 ¾ inches / Rosewood / Unicorn Hair (https://i.imgur.com/ZLtC9NW.jpg)<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> This dress, (https://i.imgur.com/mjbiyxR.jpg) with these heels (https://i.imgur.com/3b0VDty.jpg) and these braids (https://i.imgur.com/14LB8OF.jpg)<br><strong>DATE | TIME:</strong> October 26th, Evening<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Darley Penthouse -Outside balcony.<br><strong>CONTENT:</strong> A little drunk, but it's not from the champagne... And our friendly Freaud(ian) is there. <br><strong>MUSIC:</strong> What would happen if-- Meredith Brooks (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FtXZW8PvLKQ)<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Raynor, Open</td></tr></tbody></table><br><br><hr><br>The topsy turvy range of emotions was intense, from fear of coming to the party so out of her comfort zone to amusement at the two Hogwarts students she had met, back to the adrenaline rush of violence looming ahead and back around all the way to disbelief at reuniting with Raynor. It made the last hour feel like an entire day, exhausting and long, but it was ending on such a sweet note that the other memories seemed miles away and not completely her own.<br><br>She’s read all about first kisses, watched them play out in various forms of media and often swooned at the passionate, romantic bliss that was captured at that moment. Bambi hadn’t ever imagined it would be so perfectly sweet when it came time for hers. She wasn’t cynical but she tried to remain realistic. <em>Hard to ignore the weakness in the knees or the slight spinning inside the head!</em> It was everything she had hoped it would be and far more than she thought possible.<br><br>She was drunk off of Raynor and it had nothing to do with her glass of champagne or the allure of his cologne. Even as she blinked up at him, struggling to focus on his eyes, too mesmerized by his lips. Even when he spoke to her and cupped the side of her face, cradling her cheeks in those giant paws he called hands. Bambi was smiling, breathless as she tingled from scalp to heel. “I can’t see anything,” she murmured sweetly, unable to help herself. “You’ve made my head foggy and my knees weak.”<br><br>Bambi licked her lips and the taste of his mouth lingering on them had her shiver. She needed to wrap her fingers into his shirt to steady herself, using the belt on his hips as extra leverage. Eventually, she did stare up at him, more clearly than before. But none of the heat in her gaze melted away. “Just one more thing you excel at, Raynor. I’ve always known you were quite talented with your hands, but it seems like your lips are even better.”<br><br>And of course, as soon as she said that her face twisted with horrified realization. She blushed so hard she felt sweat begin to prickle against her scalp and between her shoulder blades, just as she brought up a startled hand to her lips which fell open in shock. “Oh! Oh, I didn’t mean it like <em>that</em>!” <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Hogwarts: A New Beginning [Darley Penthouse]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Quick Ben</strong> on <strong>25-03-2019, 04:17:12</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/xNEhQ6X.jpg)</div><div class="floatright">(https://vignette.wikia.nocookie.net/harrypotter/images/f/f3/DurmstrangCrest.png/revision/latest?cb=20160112161151)</div><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><strong>NAME:</strong> Raynor Nordskov (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=299655.msg14677798#msg14677798)<br><strong>YEAR:</strong> Seventh<br><strong>BLOOD STATUS:</strong> Half-blood<br><strong>WAND:</strong> 12 ¼ | Hornbeam | Horned Serpent Horn<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> As Pictured<br><strong>DATE | TIME:</strong> 26 October, 2019 | Evening<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Darley Penthouse<br><strong>CONTENT:</strong> The Deep Magic<br><strong>MUSIC:</strong> Only You (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=D7OVZ-CgMwM)<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Bambi – Open</td></tr></tbody></table><br><br><br><hr><br>What was now before him was an unexpected twist, the rising tide of his feelings swelling within, striking him all at once in a mighty crash. Raynor did not see this. He did not see him being here with Bambi, and sometimes he wondered if the two of them would ever again cross paths. This kiss was the unforeseen conclusion of their distance, and now that that distance was closed abruptly by the yearning collision of their lips he did not want it to end. There were first kissed before in his past, lovers whom he shared fiery passions, and the heights of love. In them too he shared disappointments, and partings that could have been better. But, among them all he never experienced a spark so utterly consuming, nor the all-burning flame that emerged to fill his soul with desire.<br><br>Listening to her voice did not douse his growing need so much as it stoked them further. <em>I'll make your weak knees buckle,</em> he thought, imagining where he could take her, and what he could do with Bam when he had her fully, completely, and entirely alone. He was increasingly aware of his throbbing arousal that threatened to control his every action. Raynor wanted her badly. He needed her and he was going to have her by the end of this night, or another. That silent vow to himself would not broken.<br><br>Bambi's choice of words was a fortunate event, one he treated like a suddenly open doorway in a hall full of locked rooms. The light in his gaze radiated mirth and a devilish enjoyment that coupled itself to his smirk. He quieted Bam's embarrassment with a quick kiss. "You're not wrong." He said, and he dropped his hands down from her cheeks, allowing them to slide down the bare skin of her arms, softly and purposefully. His tracing path wandered, just as his eyes did, eyes that drank in her body fully, and so allowing Bam to see how he was looking at her. He glanced back up to meet her gaze, and then he seized her ass with two hands for a full, and sudden squeeze.<br><br>Raynor pressed her into his chest with the force of his grasp. "I <em>am</em> good with my hands, and I am good with my mouth." He kissed her lower lip, sucking in, and clenching his teeth lightly on her flesh, tugging and pulling until her lip was finally released from his mouth's desirous hold.<br><br>"Tonight," he said, low and hungry, "you're going to find out <em>how</em> good."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Hogwarts: A New Beginning [Darley Penthouse]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Malrunar</strong> on <strong>25-03-2019, 05:20:53</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/QLB4q0X.jpg)</div><div class="floatright">(https://i.imgur.com/MbTutcl.png)</div><br><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><strong>NAME:</strong> Bambi “Bam” Trémaux &nbsp;(https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=299655.msg14665939#msg14665939)<br><strong>YEAR:</strong> Third Year<br><strong>BLOOD STATUS:</strong> Pureblood<br><strong>WAND:</strong> 9 ¾ inches / Rosewood / Unicorn Hair (https://i.imgur.com/ZLtC9NW.jpg)<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> This dress, (https://i.imgur.com/mjbiyxR.jpg) with these heels (https://i.imgur.com/3b0VDty.jpg) and these braids (https://i.imgur.com/14LB8OF.jpg)<br><strong>DATE | TIME:</strong> October 26th, Evening<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Darley Penthouse -Outside balcony.<br><strong>CONTENT:</strong> Squirming in all the right ways.<br><strong>MUSIC:</strong> What would happen if-- Meredith Brooks (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FtXZW8PvLKQ)<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Raynor, Open</td></tr></tbody></table><br><br><hr><br>Seeing this side of Raynor came as a little bit of a shock, but ultimately, not at all unwelcome. In her days of hoping to reunite with her friend she never imagined their relationship taking this sort of turn. Especially as quickly as things seemed to be evolving. But there was no denying what she felt, and the comfort she always shared with him was here even now. Trust. One built by spending years together, growing and experiencing all that life threw their way. There had been a lot of hardships shared between them. It wasn’t something you could ever forget.<br><br>She trusted Raynor more than anyone else in her life and she trusted her own judgment to know that this wasn’t just some passing fancy or drunken’ whim. The joy that she felt flooding through her never seemed to fade away and that connection they shared had matured along with their minds. She was overjoyed to learn that it was clearly mutual, even as she stumbled through the overwhelming sensations that flooded her body. They were new, unexplored, but safe.<br><br>Lust. It stared down at her through blue eyes, just as the warmth of her own bashfully stared up at him. She might have jumped a little in surprise by the way Raynor boldly grasped her rump with his powerful hands, but Bambi found herself happily moving closer to him as her racing heart thumped madly in her chest.<br><br>She was blushing. <em>You’re always blushing!</em> But there was a focussed look about her, as if what he suggested caught her interest. As if they were both on the very same page. It seemed tonight really was a night for a lot of firsts. <br><br>“Hm… somehow I’m not surprised.” Then Raynor kissed her in a way she could feel low in her stomach, and those weak knees nearly buckled out from under her. For stability, Bambi reached up to curl her arms around his shoulders and heard herself sigh into his mouth. The promise the words that followed had her swallowing, breathless and intrigued.<br><br>“That is quite the presumptuous statement.” There were hints of a needy mewl in her voice, just a whisper that snaked past her dulcet tones. But her teasing words continued. “What if I said I was enjoying myself and intended to spend more time at the party? Wouldn’t it be considered rude to leave so early?” She might be new to this flirting thing, but it was rather exciting to give it a try. <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Hogwarts: A New Beginning [Darley Penthouse]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mellific</strong> on <strong>25-03-2019, 12:59:19</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/d/db/AudreyCloseUpParty.jpg)</div><div class="floatright">(https://vignette.wikia.nocookie.net/harrypotter/images/a/ae/Hogwartscrest.png/revision/latest?cb=20110806202805)</div><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><strong>NAME:</strong> Audrey Thorup (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=299655.msg14662805#msg14662805)<br><strong>YEAR:</strong> Fourth | Ravenclaw <br><strong>BLOOD STATUS:</strong> Muggle born <br><strong>WAND:</strong> 10 ½ | Larch | Snallygaster heartstring<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> This outfit (https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/8/83/PartyModeAudrey.jpg)<br><strong>DATE | TIME:</strong> Saturday, October 26th, 2019 | Night<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Darley Penthouse | Halls<br><strong>CONTENT:</strong> But first, let me take a selfie...<br><strong>MOOD MUSIC:</strong> Mindless Self Indulgence - Never Wanted to Dance (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=EuTpfAxkUek)<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Derek | Open-ish</td></tr></tbody></table><br><hr><br>As they walked off together, Derek’s arm easily wrapping around Audrey’s slender waist, she found a cigarette girl and placed the empty tumbler glass on the flapper girl’s tray. After she wound her arm around his shoulders, Derek informed her that she owed him for the drink and Audrey seemed to swoon. “There’s so much alcohol here, I think we can fill a hot tub and no one would notice any was missing.” <br><br>He pulled her closer and pressed a kiss on her forehead, which made her body press into his a bit more overtly. She smiled up at him, her large eyes slowly and surely becoming less enigmatic every time she looked into his gaze. As they walked on, Derek nodded to Cai, but Audrey didn’t seem to notice or pay attention to anyone in the near vicinity. Especially not after ushering him away from Dior and whoever else she was talking to, so they could find a dark corner to occupy. <br><br>Audrey made a sound similar to a meow when Derek pulled her closer still, both arms wrapped around her so that his digits rested against the dip of her hip bone. The noise was clearly supposed to be suggestive and not random. Though with Audrey it may have been difficult to tell, at times. He revealed that his bedroom had been turned into what sounded like a pleasure palace, instead of his actual room. Her wide eyes blinked a few times. “Wait, what?” <br><br>He offered to let her see it, much to her relief. Curiosity had simply overwhelmed her at that moment. She had to see it. “Um, yeah.” She nodded, her voice sounding sardonic even without a reason for it to. They shuffled along the hallway together, her arm sliding down his back, fingers clutching onto his shirt a little bit. While they moved, he questioned her dress. “Because I stole it from there.” She said seriously, looking as mischevious as an imp. <br><br>His following question left her slightly stunned, though she had to try and play it off as best as she could. Before she could get her reply out, though, Derek swooped in to interrupt, pressing his lips against hers just as hers parted to speak. “Mmf-” Her lips vibrated against his, words buried, at least temporarily. At least, until they had to part for air.<br><br>“Only one way to find out if it does,” she remarked, trying to play the part of a seductress. “I like your shirt, too. It reminds me of that Vine. When life gives you lemons!” She did an impression of the disheveled guy pouring the box of Life cereal out, only to reveal several heavy lemons as they fell into his bowl. She even made her voice crack! Drawing a bit closer, she moved her hand from around him, to his front, tracing at something on his chest. <br><br>“Are these supposed to be lips… or leaves?” She asked, her brow perking as if she had just launched an investigation. “And if lips, are they mouth lips or… pussy lips?” She questioned, leaning in a little closer to him, only to reach out blindly behind her and pull the door open. She almost fell inside but caught herself just in time. Turning to take a long look at the room, Audrey quirked a brow. “Okay, seriously, though. How is this your bedroom? Why did Dior change it?”<br><br>She gave him a suspicious look. “Do you guys just host orgies here, or something?” 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Hogwarts: A New Beginning [Darley Penthouse]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Yarnover</strong> on <strong>25-03-2019, 22:51:26</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/b/b9/936full-douglas-booth.jpg)</div><div class="floatright">(https://vignette.wikia.nocookie.net/harrypotter/images/a/ae/Hogwartscrest.png/revision/latest?cb=20110806202805)</div><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><strong>NAME:</strong> Bryson Campbell (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=299655.msg14761561#msg14761561)<br><strong>HOUSE | YEAR:</strong> Hufflepuff, 4<br><strong>BLOOD STATUS:</strong> halfblood<br><strong>WAND:</strong> 17 inches | Elm |&nbsp; Jakalope Antler<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> Jeans, long-sleeved grey shirt, leather jacket and a fedora for some reason...<br><strong>DATE | TIME:</strong> 26/10/19, night<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Main floor<br><strong>CONTENT:</strong> chatting<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Hayley</td></tr></tbody></table><br><hr><br>Mr. Campbell had been busy simply people watching from his casual perch on the couch. There was a lot going on, but it was all the "usual" sort of party happenings. Hookups, dancing, walflowers, drinking, the occasional low-key fight... <br><br>He caught a flash of dark shimmer to the side and turned to see his classmate looking just a tad uncomfortable. She was so pretty, and she had picked out something nice to wear so it was a shame she was so uncomfortable. Truth be told, Bryson felt out of place at the Darleys' place too, but wasn't generally bothered by stuff like that. He laughed off the awkward and let insults roll off of him like water off a duck's back.<br><br>In the moment, he thought his redheaded classmate could use an ally in this mess of people, both friend and foe. So Bryson decided to sidle up to her with&nbsp; exaggeratedly flirtatious body language and facial expressions. "Heeeeyy, lady..." He gave her a Cheshire grin. "What brings you to this bloody crime scene?" It was a bad joke but he was confident she'd at least get it enough to roll her eyes.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Hogwarts: A New Beginning [Darley Penthouse]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Totoro</strong> on <strong>26-03-2019, 00:08:20</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://assets.teenvogue.com/photos/5c3fb4eae6787a2d54b09f98/master/w_1600,c_limit/IMG_3207.JPG)</div><div class="floatright">(https://vignette.wikia.nocookie.net/harrypotter/images/a/ae/Hogwartscrest.png/revision/latest?cb=20110806202805)</div><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><strong>NAME:</strong> Joseph 'Joey' Kingston (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=299655.msg14706442#msg14706442)<br><strong>HOUSE | YEAR:</strong> Gryffindor | 5th<br><strong>BLOOD STATUS:</strong> Muggle Born<br><strong>WAND:</strong> 13.5" | Red Oak | Rougarou hair<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> A loose fitting shirt, not fully buttoned, three gold chains and a pair of dark blue jeans.<br><strong>DATE | TIME:</strong> Saturday, 26 October, 2019 | Night<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Darley Penthouse | Main Hall<br><strong>CONTENT:</strong> And we can do this until we pass out<br><strong>MOOD MUSIC:</strong> Tinie Tempah Ft. Labrinth - Pass Out (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=HmXiLTfQFOM)<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong>&nbsp; Evelyn “Eevee” St. Claire, Open</td></tr></tbody></table><br><hr><br>Joey shook his head, laughing back and smiling. "Don't you call the mans words gibberish!" He shot back, clearly not serious about it. He knew full well plenty of what he said didn't translate to most people's vocabulary. "No don sayin' half of that now." He pointed out. Know your onions was as dead as phrases got, and the last time he'd heard someone exclaim anything was pants they were in their seventies. On the pull was still going strong, though. <br><br>"That's the thing with these words though." He noted. "It's all on the context." He grinned as she continued, laughing out loud at the attempted impersonation. For a few moments he was almost doubled up grinning. The idea of Eevee getting lessons while steadily growing drunker was very entertaining to his mind. After a while he shook his head, taking a slow breath and deciding to half-flirt a little bluntly but in a harmless enough manner. "Should've come to me for lessons gyal." He winked. "You know I'm an expert!" He claimed, making it clear enough he wasn't still talking about slang. Although, in all honesty, he could've been and it would've remained true. <br><br>"I don't speak that cockney bullshit." He pointed out. Trying to fathom their rhyming slang was at least as bad as trying to understand the posh kids. And he had to agree that Scottish slang was far and away the most indecipherable. "My slang's road." He clarified, then nodded. "But yeah, the Scottish talk pure madness. Never know if they're trying to start shit or be mates." He'd had a couple of misunderstandings in his time up here, but most had eventually been laughed off. "Anyway. Sounds like you're slacking off on the drinking tonight fam! Gotta have one before we get back on the dance floor." He suggested, a light hearted smile making it clear he was fine with her declining another drink. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Hogwarts: A New Beginning [Darley Penthouse]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Yarnover</strong> on <strong>26-03-2019, 00:21:02</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/7/77/Avan-avan-jogia-26441574-500-334_2.png)</div><div class="floatright">(https://vignette.wikia.nocookie.net/harrypotter/images/e/ea/BeauxbatonsCrestClearBg.png/revision/latest/scale-to-width-down/350?cb=20160630041801)</div><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><strong>NAME:</strong> Ri'Staraa Singh (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=299655.msg14775907#msg14775907)<br><strong>BLOOD STATUS:</strong> unknown<br><strong>WAND:</strong> 11.5 inches | Red Oak | Dragon Heartstring<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> Black dupioni silk trousers and suit jacket, simple white t-shirt underneath. <br><strong>DATE | TIME:</strong> October 26th, fashionably late<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Darley penthouse, main floor<br><strong>CONTENT:</strong> Dancing, stalking prey...<br><strong>MOOD MUSIC:</strong> Adam Lambert - For Your Entertainment (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=IsPFDzAGb4A)<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> open</td></tr></tbody></table><br><hr><br>Poor Ri had been pushed aside much of his academic life; and aside from some hurt pride he didn't care much. But with the advent of the Tri-Wizard tournament and visiting Hogwarts, things felt <em>different.</em> He finally began to feel as if he had some real control over his life. He was growing into the man he was meant to be and the day that it became official was less than a week away.<br><br>The boy had nothing to check in with Gabby so he merely passed her by, the excitement of attending the welcoming party was enough to keep him warm. He was full of energy and ready to move. A bit too serious and hard at work much of the time, Ri also played hard when he thought had earned it and the tension of the tournament combined with anticipation of his birthday pushed him to let himself go. <br><br>All he needed was a dance floor and the Darleys had been <em>so kind</em> to offer it to him. The cigarette girls and alcohol brought a smile out of him, Dior had really embraced her red light theme. The young man avoided those temptations for now, he had far greater delights on the mind. He moved his lithe frame onto the designated dance floor and joined the crowd in perfect rhythm. He moved his body with enthusiastic synchronicity, grinning and shimmying with anyone who approached him. <br><br>His youthful exuberance was contagious for many of the other dancers, though as they popped out for a break he continued on, having stamina for days. It wasn't until they saw fit to play a ballad that he finally slowed and walked away, shrugging at a group of girls that had gathered around him. <br><br>Ri walked to the outskirts of the room and popped into one of the restrooms. Not paying any attention to who was nearby, he dunked his head into a sink and turned the water on full, soaking his hair. Flipping his head back, he let the water fall down his body before he rejoined the crowd. His shirt now clung to his toned body, drawing more than a few looks as he moved to the bar to finally get a drink and look for someone else to finally 'dance' with. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Hogwarts: A New Beginning [Darley Penthouse]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Amarlo</strong> on <strong>26-03-2019, 04:04:13</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://i.pinimg.com/564x/6d/66/02/6d660205ba13c0e9fe617a98c262f58b.jpg?b=t)</div><div class="floatright">(http://SCHOOL CREST URL)</div><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><strong>NAME:</strong> Lydia Callaghan (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=299655.msg14759823#msg14759823)<br><strong>HOUSE | YEAR:</strong> Ravenclaw | 4th<br><strong>BLOOD STATUS:</strong> Muggle born, presumably<br><strong>WAND:</strong> 10 2/3rds | Supple | Rowan | Horned Serpent<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> A casual delight (https://i.pinimg.com/564x/ff/d7/cb/ffd7cb07ed1cc0ca66cfbed86e2ad0bb.jpg)<br><strong>DATE | TIME:</strong> October 26th | Also fashionably late<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Darley Penthouse | Main Hall<br><strong>CONTENT:</strong> Entering and greeting<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Kat, Joanna, Ria <strong>Mentioning:</strong> Dior, Joey</td></tr></tbody></table><br><hr>Why did so many people come to Dior's parties like they were walking the red carpet? Whatever happened to the good ol' days when they would just slum it and throw keggers in the forbidden forest? Those used to be <i>so fun</i>. Everyone would get sloshed, people would sing some awful karoke and they'd all have a blast. Discounting the occasional <del>kinda frequent</del> drunken duels or fist fights that would break out, everything was great. Lydia wasn't very fond of magical politics, and parties like these were rife with them. 'Meet and Greets', <i>hah</i>, they might as well call them <i>Speed Dating and Networking</i> parties. That was essentially what they were. Lydia already knew which part of that equation she'd be taking part in. <br><br>First thing was first, though. One must always greet the host of the party first. Well, hostess, in this case. Dior was a shining beacon of excellence and beauty, as usual, and easy to pick out of an ever growing crowd. The woman excelled in the skillfully subtle power of <i>presence</i>, after all. She was also already surrounded and Lydia flashed the woman a taunting grin and a wink. Dior may seem like the social primadonna, but ever since getting to know the blonde better, Lydia had this sinking suspicion she was only acting a part that was expected of her. Maybe one day everyone would get a chance to see the real Dior Darley. <br><br>Probably not. <br><br>It looked like Loveday was already taking the piss out of someone. Lydia's grin broadened. "Take it easy on him, Loveday!" She rallied after the notoriously rambunctious woman - ready to stand behind a Puffle over some steroid pumped rusky any day. Besides, Lydia was fairly certain she could take him anyways. Not that she planned to linger long enough to watch either. There were other places to be! People to see! Friends she hadn't caught up with in what felt like forever, but was probably more like two hours. You know, like Joey... who was just coming off the dance floor with a somewhat familiar and gorgeous blonde. <br><br>Yeah, no, take a left at that forked road! <br><br>"Hey there, dote." Painted lips playfully cooed by a silver haired minx's ear, only to brush her cheek shortly after.&nbsp; Kat was definitely someone she hadn't gotten on with in a long time. It had been what? Four whole hours since they'd last seen each other! "Glad to see some things never change." Lydia's baby blues glittered mischievously as she took in her friend's outfit. Here people were lavished in cocktail dresses and Kat had come in a baseball cap and jeans. <i>Figures.</i>. "Gon' introduce me to your friends?" She offered the others a welcoming smile and wiggled her fingers in a somewhat timid little wave. "Jo." She greeted personally, knowing the woman at least well enough to know her name. Ria was the one she was lost on, at this point. Clearly she had to be from one of the other schools. She was a real beauty too. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Hogwarts: A New Beginning [Darley Penthouse]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Luciferia</strong> on <strong>26-03-2019, 19:35:01</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/Y4rxTj6.png)</div><div class="floatright">(https://vignette.wikia.nocookie.net/harrypotter/images/a/ae/Hogwartscrest.png/revision/latest?cb=20110806202805)</div><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><strong>NAME:</strong>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;</td><td>Dior Darley (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=299655.msg14658800#msg14658800)</td></tr><tr><td><strong>YEAR:</strong>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; </td><td>Slytherin | 6th Year</td></tr><tr><td><strong>BLOOD STATUS:</strong>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;</td><td>Pureblood</td></tr><tr><td><strong>WAND:</strong>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;</td><td>12” | Red Oak | Rougarou Hair | Surprisingly Supple (https://i.imgur.com/jAdaS0i.png)</td></tr><tr><td><strong>WEARING:</strong>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;</td><td>Champagne Sparkles &amp; Feathers (https://i.imgur.com/5aQW8TY.png)</td></tr><tr><td><strong>DATE | TIME:</strong>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;</td><td>Saturday, October 26th 2019 | Night</td></tr><tr><td><strong>LOCATION:</strong>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;</td><td>Main Hall | Bar (https://i.imgur.com/hebL7JS.png)</td></tr><tr><td><strong>CONTENT:</strong>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;</td><td>Sex, Drugs, &amp; Rock n Roll</td></tr><tr><td><strong>MOOD MUSIC:</strong>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;</td><td>7 Rings -- Ariana Grande (https://youtu.be/QYh6mYIJG2Y)</td></tr><tr><td><strong>TAGGING:</strong>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;</td><td><strong>Florian</strong> | <strong>Aleks</strong> | <strong>Daniel</strong> | <strong>Open</strong></td></tr></tbody></table><br><hr><br><div class="floatright">(https://i.imgur.com/hebL7JS.png)</div><br><em>“Welcome indeed. And what a lovely party you’ve thrown. I am undeniably impressed.”</em><br><br>Dior beamed and allowed herself to return to Florian an indulgent smile at his proffered flattery. Ordinarily, she would have expected from a guest a comment on how beautiful she was, but to have her accomplishments lauded over her beauty was a rare treat, one that she had never tasted before and found she thoroughly enjoyed…<br><br>Her attention returned to Aleksy as he spoke: <em>“Yes, indeed, a wonderful guess.”</em><br><br>She shrugged her shoulder and tilted her head to the side with a glittering grin. <strong>“What can I say, logic prevails once more!”</strong> She giggled softly so that she would not overpower anything else he might have to say. Dior was selfish, not an ill-mannered.<br><br><em>“And I have no need to guess. Even if Florian here had not told me all about the lovely hostess, I would have imagined you were she.”</em><br><br>Instantly, Dior’s eyebrows lifted from their usual angular tilt and she gently flattened a hand against her chest as if she were an American southern belle. <strong>“My my, these English boys could learn a thing or two on how to treat a lady from men such as yourselves.”</strong> <br><br>Without missing a beat, Dior removed her hand from her chest and delicately placed it into Aleksy’s, allowing hers to be swallowed entirely by his meaty, callused palm. True, she preferred her men to be exfoliated but there was no reason to deny him the pleasure of her touch, especially when he was acting so chivalrous. When was the last time a man had treated her with respect? She couldn’t rightly remember…<br><br>Just then, Dior looked over and heard a masculine chorus all chanting <em>STRANG! STRANG! STRANG!</em> Dior’s attention remained on them for a moment, never one to ignore when groups of testosterone-fueled men were shouting things. In short order, the biggest of all the giants had seemingly picked up a guest and picked a fight with Rhys – which was not difficult to do.<br><br>Her mouth screwed to the side as she surveyed the scene. <br><br><strong>“Aleksy, Florian, it’s been an absolute pleasure but if you’ll excuse me, I may need to do some crowd control. I hope to see you both soon!”</strong> She placed a hand on each of their shoulders and offered them both a polite kiss on the cheek, brief but ladylike, before she clicked towards Rhys and the Hulk. <br><br>Alas, she had not taken more than 2 steps when she was intercepted by a husky, unfamiliar voice whisper <em>“Great party,”</em> against the back of her ear, one laced with an accent and close enough to send goosebumps down her neck both in fear and surprise. The smell of alcohol came with the words but she was not going to judge anyone for having a good time at her party. When she turned to see who had snuck up on her and saw a simply <em>precious</em> young man looking down upon her, Dior’s serpentine smile returned.<br><br>She looked over to where Rhys and the Durmstrang giant were facing off but so far the situation seemed under control. There was bound to be some wanker-ish behavior with all these alphas running around, but her current conversation partner was simply too cute to ignore, no matter how inebriated. She looked back up at him after assessing whether or not the other situation demanded her <em>immediate</em> attention.<br><br><strong>“Thank you. I’m glad you’re having a good time. I didn’t hear enough of your accent, are you from Beauxbatons or Durmstrang?”</strong> It was easy enough to guess that he was likely French rather than Slavic thanks to his bronzed skin, but in 2019 such assumptions were likely borderline racist. <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Hogwarts: A New Beginning [Darley Penthouse]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Quick Ben</strong> on <strong>26-03-2019, 19:44:16</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/xNEhQ6X.jpg)</div><div class="floatright">(https://vignette.wikia.nocookie.net/harrypotter/images/f/f3/DurmstrangCrest.png/revision/latest?cb=20160112161151)</div><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><strong>NAME:</strong> Raynor Nordskov (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=299655.msg14677798#msg14677798)<br><strong>YEAR:</strong> Seventh<br><strong>BLOOD STATUS:</strong> Half-blood<br><strong>WAND:</strong> 12 ¼ | Hornbeam | Horned Serpent Horn<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> As Pictured<br><strong>DATE | TIME:</strong> 26 October, 2019 | Evening<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Darley Penthouse<br><strong>CONTENT:</strong> Leave the party, take the girl<br><strong>MUSIC:</strong> Only You (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=D7OVZ-CgMwM)<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Bambi – Open</td></tr></tbody></table><br><br><br><hr><br>Raynor laughed, rumbling with good humor and good spirits. His touch at her backside grew bolder, sinking his fingers deeper into the delight of her curves. It was his own response, prodding at her defenses, and spearheading an assault on what he saw as a weakened front. If there was no raised flag of surrender, then he would have no choice but to seize what he desired. "Stay?" He sounded playfully disbelieving. "You can barely walk." Raynor parried, asserting himself with a hot whisper against her neck. That whisper soon turned into his lips against her exposed, vulnerable skin. She had blushed, and that he knew, and he knew now too that she would only blush further. If any of his past relationships were to be trusted, this was one of those sensitive places where Bambi was fatally compromised.<br><br>"It's a good thing I'm here, because I have a remedy for your situation." He didn't give her much time to react when he suddenly swept her up off her feet and into his arms, holding her like a gallant knight would a rescued damsel. But, unlike the knight, Raynor's intentions were not so gallant and noble.<br><br>He held her tight and peered down to her eyes with the devil on his mind. "If it's rude to leave early, then I'm a rude man." He said. "But," Raynor countered, "I'm the rude man with the girl." The rude man with the girl, and a long list of other presumptions regarding the events of the night, and not all of those presumptions were particularly honorable. <br><br>"This is what I say," Raynor said, echoing her flirtatious questions. "I say it's time to leave, and I'm taking you with me." He stepped forward back in the direction of the party, and opened the door. Raynor went on, carrying her with him through the sea of people without a single care about what they thought. <br><br>Bambi was his.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Hogwarts: A New Beginning [Darley Penthouse]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Malrunar</strong> on <strong>26-03-2019, 22:55:05</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/QLB4q0X.jpg)</div><div class="floatright">(https://i.imgur.com/MbTutcl.png)</div><br><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><strong>NAME:</strong> Bambi “Bam” Trémaux &nbsp;(https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=299655.msg14665939#msg14665939)<br><strong>YEAR:</strong> Third Year<br><strong>BLOOD STATUS:</strong> Pureblood<br><strong>WAND:</strong> 9 ¾ inches / Rosewood / Unicorn Hair (https://i.imgur.com/ZLtC9NW.jpg)<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> This dress, (https://i.imgur.com/mjbiyxR.jpg) with these heels (https://i.imgur.com/3b0VDty.jpg) and these braids (https://i.imgur.com/14LB8OF.jpg)<br><strong>DATE | TIME:</strong> October 26th, Evening<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Darley Penthouse -Outside balcony.<br><strong>CONTENT:</strong> Who said romance was dead? <br><strong>MUSIC:</strong> What would happen if-- Meredith Brooks (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FtXZW8PvLKQ)<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Raynor, Open</td></tr></tbody></table><br><br><hr><br>When they were kids it was the most likely scenario that Raynor would be the winner of whichever game they might be playing. She was used to it, his siblings back then seemed quite used to it as well and it never took away from the charm or their competitiveness to win. The victory was only the sweeter when they managed to come out on top. Bambi wouldn’t have called Raynor a cheat for being so adept in their games… but she certainly would call him a dirty cheat right now had she the ability to formulate words and remember a vocabulary more extensive than, “Mmff…” A dirty, <em>rotten</em> cheat that unfairly exploited weakness and seemed all too ready to strip away whatever defenses she managed to muster together. It was impossible to think of anything more than the warm mouth at the curve of her throat. <em>Scoundrel!</em><br><br>This was her chance to say something especially witty, maybe a little charming and hopefully, meaningful. Instead, she wobbled a little, feeling more drunk by every tease and suggestive wink he flashed her way and made another one of those breathy little sounds that didn’t translate into any actual words. <br><br><em>Merde!</em> He swept her up into his arms before she could even register what was happening, that surprise was clearly etched out across her face. But there was no time to argue -and she had no intention of arguing- because back through the slider door they went and on through the crowd of party-goers. It was loud, almost deafening, a mix of pulsing music and the voices of people trying to talk and laugh over it. Funny, how moving through the halls seemed to take so much longer when she had entered the building. Raynor’s stride was a lot longer than hers, it seemed because it felt like no time at all until they were back outside and once again alone and under the night’s stars.<br><br>Somewhere along the path, she found her voice again. “I <em>might</em> have suggested you allowing me to walk on my own -my legs are working again, after all. But I haven’t forgotten that determined crease you get around your mouth when you’ve set your mind to something.” She lifted one of her hands to trace her thumb along the lines she was referring to. “Even if they are now buried beneath a thick beard. It does look quite dashing on you.” Taking a cue from his handbook, Bambi stole a quick kiss. It was a small thing, claiming just the corner of his mouth, but for her, it felt quite daring. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Hogwarts: A New Beginning [Darley Penthouse]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Heartsink</strong> on <strong>27-03-2019, 10:40:11</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://folkr.fr/wp-content/uploads/2017/10/pomme-interview-voix-a-croquer-folkr-04.jpg)</div><div class="floatright">(https://i.imgur.com/yuExVFv.png)</div><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><strong>NAME:</strong> Angela Tilbury (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=299655.msg14674503#msg14674503)<br><strong>YEAR:</strong> Slytherin, Third Year<br><strong>BLOOD STATUS:</strong> Pureblood<br><strong>WAND:</strong> 15 inches, Fir, Unicorn tail hair, Rigid<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> Pictured<br><strong>DATE | TIME:</strong> Saturday, October 26th, 2019 | Night<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Darley Penthouse<br><strong>CONTENT:</strong> Henlo<br><strong>MOOD MUSIC:</strong> Arctic Monkeys - Why'd You Only Call Me When You're High? (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6366dxFf-Os)<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Elizabeth, Dior, Daniel, Open<br><strong>MENTIONING:</strong> N/A</td></tr></tbody></table><br><hr><br><em>"I think it'd be best if we found a middle ground. For now I'll get drunk and you get high. No sense in you waiting to have fun."</em><br><br>Angela smiled at Elizabeth, content with the compromise. She was relieved; no one at a party was more boring than the girl who didn't do anything. Getting high was the least she could think of doing, and the only thing really that involved substances. <br><br>"We got a deal," she replied, her hand and lower arm muscles contracting a little as she clenched her fist in a small victory sign that she tried to hide from Elizabeth. She hoped she wouldn't see her as a goody two shoes. Not liking alcohol at all didn't help, nor did not allowing herself to smoke due to her professional aspirations, but she was determined to show she could still be partying and have fun with others despite all that. Her eyes seemed to glance from Elizabeth's face to the top of her chest by themselves, the dark letters contrasting with her skin. Despite the leather boots she was wearing with their three inch heels, Angela was still about a feet shorter than her fellow Slytherin. She smirked to herself, recognizing the origin of the lyrics, before realizing she was probably staring too long and moved her head promptly. <br><br>She looked over at the bar again, noticing Dior leaving the counter only to get harpooned by a guy who reminded her of her cousin Xavi. "I'll go ask Dior if she has any brownies or other edibles and I'll meet you at the bar, okay?" she announced, turning her head back towards Elizabeth while already taking a step towards Dior. <br><br>As she approached the party host, she took a deeper breath, anticipating an unfamiliar chat with the Darley Queen. She looked like a beautiful blonde pineapple (https://i.pinimg.com/originals/39/e0/c8/39e0c8192f8a648aa44608dab9f315cc.jpg). The music was really bad. She didn't expect Dior to have such poor taste, or to have hired the most basic of DJs to play that type of trance music. <em>Well, it's her party, won't be telling her what to play,</em> she thought, slightly disappointed. If only parties had good music, maybe she'd attend more of them. She stepped next to Daniel and Dior as they were conversing, smiling politely to get their attention. <br><br>"Sorry to interrupt," she began, looking at the both of them before turning towards Dior, who she actually wanted to talk to, "can I bother you for five seconds?"<br><br>She figured the Slytherin Queen was probably busy micromanaging everything so she thought it'd be more polite to ask her if she had some time to give her instead of barging in with her questions in an insensitive manner. Angela glanced back for half a second to take a look at Daniel who, from close up, actually didn't look like her cousin Xavi. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Hogwarts: A New Beginning [Darley Penthouse]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mellific</strong> on <strong>27-03-2019, 13:09:13</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://socialitelife.com/wp-content/uploads/2018/12/xserrano9_1517085662.jpg)</div><div class="floatright">(https://i.imgur.com/MbTutcl.png)</div><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><strong>NAME:</strong> Daniel Delgado (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=299655.msg14674292#msg14674292)<br><strong>YEAR:</strong> Sixth<br><strong>BLOOD STATUS:</strong> Halfblood<br><strong>WAND:</strong> 11 inch | Rowan | Dragon Heartstring <br><strong>WEARING:</strong> This outfit (https://www.thefashionisto.com/wp-content/uploads/2014/11/Xavier-Serrano-Icon-Fashion-Editorial-001.jpg)<br><strong>DATE | TIME:</strong> Saturday, 26 October, 2019 | Evening<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Darley penthouse <br><strong>CONTENT:</strong> Toasty~<br><strong>MOOD MUSIC:</strong> Skrillex - Reptile (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DpS7nCweYZI)<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Dior| Angela | Open</td></tr></tbody></table><br><hr><br>In his inebriated state, Daniel couldn’t really determine what was proper etiquette for a house party, and what was not. At Beauxbatons, the students were taught etiquette like soldiers were taught drills. He at least knew how to maintain appearances back at his home school. Now that he was someplace new and surrounded by tons of people he didn’t know, Daniel went into party mode. It was already obvious, considering the scent of alcohol rolling off of his breath. <br><br>Besides that, he was also disheveled. He looked a bit sweaty and yet pale at the same time. This was not the best first impression he could have made. Not by a longshot. But, it was too late for that now. At the very least, he managed to find some sense of manners and found the hostess of the party, to compliment her on the shindig she threw. When she turned to face him again, her smile was stretched like a Cheshire cat. <br><br>She thanked him in a voice that was one part purr and one part hiss. It intrigued him, but then again, he was drunk. Maybe his perceptions were off. Or maybe Dior Darley really was somewhere in between a cuddly kitten and a slithering snake. Daniel grinned down at her, his lopsided smile growing a little wider when she inquired about his accent. “I’m from Spain originally. But I grew up in France.” He realized he didn’t actually answer her question, and his speech was noticeably more slurred. “I’m from Beauxbatons.” <br><br>Just then, another approached them and politely waited for a break in conversation. It was clear she wanted to talk to Dior. And why shouldn’t she? The petite blonde was the hostess with the mostest, after all. She asked for five seconds of Dior’s time and Daniel chuckled, not too drunk to know that was code for ‘can I drag you away from the drunken guy?’ “Maybe I’ll see you around,” he commented to Dior, before stumbling off. Just as he thought about getting something else to drink, he half fell onto a plush couch. <br><br>It was so comfortable that before he knew it, he was reclining. He closed his eyes and sank deeper into the cushions. A few seconds later, Daniel was snoring. What an impression he was making. Well, at least this time he had a chance to let the stupor fade away before he did something stupid that he would likely regret later on, when it was too late. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Hogwarts: A New Beginning [Darley Penthouse]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Luciferia</strong> on <strong>28-03-2019, 22:37:39</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/iYMzy1y.png)</div><div class="floatright">(https://vignette.wikia.nocookie.net/harrypotter/images/f/f3/DurmstrangCrest.png/revision/latest?cb=20160112161151)</div><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><strong>NAME:</strong>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;</td><td>Konstantin König (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=299655.msg14750128#msg14750128)</td></tr><tr><td><strong>YEAR:</strong>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;</td><td>Seven</td></tr><tr><td><strong>BLOOD STATUS:</strong>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;</td><td>Pureblood</td></tr><tr><td><strong>WAND:</strong>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;</td><td>13” | Ebony | Dragon Heartstring | Inflexible (https://i.imgur.com/GfBY56D.png)</td></tr><tr><td><strong>WEARING:</strong>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;</td><td>As Pictured</td></tr><tr><td><strong>DATE | TIME:</strong>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;</td><td>Saturday, 26 October, 2019 | Night</td></tr><tr><td><strong>LOCATION:</strong>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;</td><td>Penthouse Bar -- Hall</td></tr><tr><td><strong>CONTENT:</strong>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;</td><td>Shark Infested Waters</td></tr><tr><td><strong>MOOD MUSIC:</strong>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;</td><td>R. Strauss: Salome, Scene 1: Wie schön ist die Prinzessin Salome heute Nacht! (https://youtu.be/XUloXynziZw)</td></tr><tr><td><strong>TAGGING:</strong>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;</td><td>Dyani | Aaren | <strong>Open</strong></td></tr><tr><td><strong>WARNING:</strong>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;</td><td><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Trigger and Content Warnings</div><div class="spoiler_body">Konstantin is awful. His mentality is unacceptable no matter the era, and he does not in any way reflect my person views.</div></div></td></tr></tbody></table><br><hr><br>There was no nourishment richer or more palatable to a cold-blooded predator like Konstantin than <em>fear.</em> He could smell it like blood in the water. He licked his lips now that his prey was in view and took in the sight of her in all her splendor. Dyani was, undoubtedly, perfect. Judging by the shiver that crept down her spine, her body remembered him and all of the sinful delights he offered to her and <em>only</em> her. He could still remember the way her sage green eyes dilated at the sight of him, a sign of both love and fear. <br><br>Dyani Steele liked dangerous men, which was what made her current choice of escort so befuddling. Aaren Sandstrom was a lower class of citizen but also had the personality of a damp rag. Konstantin could understand certain perversions and temptations, he himself was not immune to them, but he was more resolute in his convictions. To see her with such a lesser man made him want to prove to her over and over that if she wanted to be humiliated, she would find no one more suited to the task than he.<br><br>When Aaren stood up and glowered, demonstrating a laughable attempt at machismo, Konstantin dismissively raised an eyebrow at his posturing. It was like a frog parading in front a viper. Konstantin wouldn’t need to lift so much as a finger to maintain his boundaries if Aaren tried anything, but he sincerely doubted it would come to that. His opponent had no stamina for war. He was weak.<br><br>The boy was also clearly feeling protective over Dyani which meant that he felt threatened by Konstantin.<br><br>Excellent.<br><br><em>“Look at that, you’ve just said it.”</em><br><br>Konstantin laughed the way a father might when his child says something stupid. Stooping to Aaren’s petty theatrics was beneath him, but making a mockery of them was not, and it was indeed hilarious to see the attempt. Konstantin didn’t need muscles to engage in warfare. The truth would sting far more than any hex.<br><br><strong>“Ah, such wit.”</strong> He shook his head, his smile still stretching across his smug face. <strong>“But I apologize for misunderstanding the situation. I was under the apparent misconception that you already had a girlfriend after the way you so passionately ran after Nadia at the Welcome Feast.”</strong> He held his hands up as if Aaren was pointing his wand at him. <br><br>The king moved one space at a time. Battles would be lost but Konstantin would win the war. He was buried in Dyani’s psyche like a popcorn kernel, and no matter what filth she lay with, he would remain there and she would worry at it until her curiosity finally compelled her back into his arms.<br><br>Konstantin winked at Dyani as she twiddled her slender fingers at him and allowed the mudblood to lure her away. <acronym title="Hello and goodbye, old friend. I’ll see you later."><strong>“Hallo und auf Wiedersehen, alter Freund. Bis später.”</strong></acronym>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Hogwarts: A New Beginning [Darley Penthouse]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Amarlo</strong> on <strong>29-03-2019, 23:01:48</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://i.pinimg.com/564x/6d/66/02/6d660205ba13c0e9fe617a98c262f58b.jpg?b=t)</div><div class="floatright">(http://SCHOOL CREST URL)</div><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><strong>NAME:</strong> Lydia Callaghan (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=299655.msg14759823#msg14759823)<br><strong>HOUSE | YEAR:</strong> Ravenclaw | 4th<br><strong>BLOOD STATUS:</strong> Muggle born, presumably<br><strong>WAND:</strong> 10 2/3rds | Supple | Rowan | Horned Serpent<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> A casual delight (https://i.pinimg.com/564x/ff/d7/cb/ffd7cb07ed1cc0ca66cfbed86e2ad0bb.jpg)<br><strong>DATE | TIME:</strong> October 26th | Also fashionably late<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Darley Penthouse | Main Hall<br><strong>CONTENT:</strong> Spotting potential trouble, coming to the rescue!<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Kat, Daniel <strong>Mentioning:</strong> Joey</td></tr></tbody></table><br><hr>Lydia never could quite sit still for long. Here she was trying to make a good impression. Perhaps make a few new friends from strange and interesting lands. Unfortunately there were about a million and one different things going on, and as much as Lydia wanted to be super suave and smooth, she just didn't do too well in crowds anymore. Not when your best friend seemed to love making enemies and starting duels in the middle of them, and certainly not when people started discovering the temptations of sexual delights. It was lucky she had missed the first party brawl that might have lashed out or she might have just turned around and simply walked the other way. Especially after <i>last</i> time, when she was unfortunate enough to get caught in the crossfire.<br><br>Let's just say having your eyes seal themselves shut was both unpleasantly terrifying <i>and</i> humiliating. Lydia definitely held more sympathy for the blind and wouldn't wish such a thing on anyone.<br><br>After three dozen different parties, two dozen different brawls, and half of those fights starting because someone either couldn't keep their hands or their lips to themselves, Lydia had grown a bit wary of getting overly drunk. People liked to take advantage of each other when alcohol was involved. Maybe that was why her attention instantly zeroed in on a boy already passed out over a couch. "Excuse me." She blinked, gently squeezing Kat's shoulder before she sifted her way through troves of huddling people.<br><br>"Hey." The petite woman gingerly placed a manicured hand over the unknown boys back and gently shook at him. "Are you a’right?" She called down to the poor guy, even if she was half rolling her eyes at the fact someone was <i>already</i> so knackered they were passing out. “Oh jeez…” She sighed, gently capturing and nibbling upon her bottom lip as she glanced him over in thought. “o’ll jus--” Leaning over him, Lydia settled her hands over either side of his face and carefully began to turn his head to the side. “Dun’ need ye suffocating in ya own vomit…” Oooh yeah, she was <i>really</i> missing this part of partying. <i>Trust</i> my ass! "Dun mind m'er nuttin'..."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Hogwarts: A New Beginning [Darley Penthouse]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mellific</strong> on <strong>30-03-2019, 03:23:51</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://i.pinimg.com/736x/11/ec/30/11ec305ad14e9fc040705b1cf3b0285b.jpg)</div><div class="floatright">(https://vignette.wikia.nocookie.net/harrypotter/images/f/f3/DurmstrangCrest.png/revision/latest?cb=20160112161151)</div><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><strong>NAME:</strong> Aaren Sandstrom (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=299655.msg14658128#msg14658128)<br><strong>YEAR:</strong> Fifth<br><strong>BLOOD STATUS:</strong> Half-blood<br><strong>WAND:</strong> 12 inch | Redwood | Dragon Heartstring <br><strong>WEARING:</strong> This outfit, without sunglasses (http://cdn01.cdn.justjaredjr.com/wp-content/uploads/2015/11/gregg-fitness/gregg-sulkin-fitness-inspiration-faking-set-05.jpg)<br><strong>DATE | TIME:</strong> Saturday, October 26th, 2019 | Night<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Darley Penthouse | Lost<br><strong>CONTENT:</strong> Open heart, open mind, never know who you'll find...<br><strong>MOOD MUSIC:</strong> DNCE - Kissing Strangers (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wzZWXrlDj-A)<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Dyani | Konstantin</td></tr></tbody></table><br><hr><br>Of all of the times to get interrupted by a complete wanker like Konstantin, this was one of the worst. Aaren could swear he was lurking in the shadows when neither he nor Dyani thought to look, waiting for the opportunity when he could strike and, like a vulture, pick at the carcasses left behind. Dyani’s sentence cut off just before Aaren could make heads or tails of what it was she was about to say. Then, once the snake revealed himself, Aaren lost track entirely of Dyani’s words. <br><br>Beside him, Aaren could swear that Dyani had tensed up, as paralysis took over. He didn’t have to know the intimate details of their relationship in order to tell that there was some definite tension in the air, permeating between them, like splashes of lightning. He rose to his feet without much thought, not about to let this absolute cunt face get what he wanted and walk all over him to get it. He might have spoken out of turn, might have offered to take Dyani away from the situation when she actually didn’t want to, but then her hand landed in his and he stopped doubting himself.<br><br>Her hand was comfortably seated against his as she stood up as well. Aaren turned to collect their waters when Konstantin offered him a patronizing sort of laugh. He felt his shoulders raise, but he tried to keep his jaw from locking and his fist from shaking. He mocked Aaren’s wit, his smile still just as arrogant and pompous as ever. Again, he was apologizing in his phony manner, then mentioned Nadia, as if Aaren was still dating her because he stuck up for her. “See, I can understand why you misunderstood.” He turned to face Konstantin, one hand still holding Dyani’s. <br><br>“You must only think the reason to be nice to a woman is when you want to get into her skirt. And beyond that,” he shrugged his shoulders, “I can see why you’re confused. It must be hard to keep track of what other people around you are doing when you’re too busy burying your head in your own ass.” The way that he winked at Dyani before saying goodbye to her was all he needed to about face. He scooped up their waters and led Dyani away, not stopping until he found a place for them to sit in private seclusion. Once there, he leaned against the wall and set the waters down on a nearby table. Thankfully, there were a convenient piece of furniture everywhere.<br><br>“Sorry,” Aaren struggled over the word but managed to get it out just the same. “I wasn’t sure if you wanted to talk to him or not. I just… got the feeling I should step in, so I did.” Aaren was still holding her hand, and it wasn’t until then, when he finally looked down, that he realized it. Releasing her all at once, he raised his hand to scratch idly at the back of his neck, cocking his head to the side and almost nervously away from her. “So, anyway… erm, if you wanted to, we could revisit that conversation again?” He couldn’t help sounding hopeful, not only to restore the evening and return to a sense of normalcy but to also bring back their chat, which he thought had been going well, before the unwanted disruption. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Hogwarts: A New Beginning [Darley Penthouse]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mellific</strong> on <strong>30-03-2019, 03:49:11</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://socialitelife.com/wp-content/uploads/2018/12/xserrano9_1517085662.jpg)</div><div class="floatright">(https://i.imgur.com/MbTutcl.png)</div><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><strong>NAME:</strong> Daniel Delgado (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=299655.msg14674292#msg14674292)<br><strong>YEAR:</strong> Sixth<br><strong>BLOOD STATUS:</strong> Halfblood<br><strong>WAND:</strong> 11 inch | Rowan | Dragon Heartstring <br><strong>WEARING:</strong> This outfit (https://www.thefashionisto.com/wp-content/uploads/2014/11/Xavier-Serrano-Icon-Fashion-Editorial-001.jpg)<br><strong>DATE | TIME:</strong> Saturday, 26 October, 2019 | Evening<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Darley penthouse <br><strong>CONTENT:</strong> Toasty~<br><strong>MOOD MUSIC:</strong> Skrillex - Reptile (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DpS7nCweYZI)<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Lydia | Open</td></tr></tbody></table><br><hr><br>Just as he felt like he was starting to drift, Daniel felt small hands on his back, jostling him awake. He felt his chest rumble as he struggled to open his eyes, which had started to burn a little. Licking his lips, which suddenly felt particularly dry, he didn’t fight when those same hands tilted his head to the side, murmuring something about vomiting. Daniel coughed a bit as he started blinking his eyes open. <br><br>He wiped the back of his hand over his mouth out of habit, hoping he wouldn’t feel any indication of vomit afterward. “Hnng?” Daniel questioned, his voice coming out more croaky than he meant. “I didn’t, did I?” He asked, then moved his hands to his eyes, where he wiped a bit, willing his bleary vision to sharpen again. He then narrowed his gaze, taking in the sight of the Asian woman bent over him. <br><br>Though he wished he hadn’t, Daniel couldn’t quite help himself from letting his gaze roam downward. Thankfully, he brought his stare back up toward her face, as if to observe her features. Or maybe it was because he was so stunned by them. “Wait, who are you?” He asked, his brows pressing together, a finger extending and pointing at her. “Sorry, I’m…” He hiccuped loudly. “A little drunk.” 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Hogwarts: A New Beginning [Darley Penthouse]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Heartsink</strong> on <strong>30-03-2019, 04:49:23</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/ZiK1vz0.jpg)</div><div class="floatright">(https://vignette.wikia.nocookie.net/harrypotter/images/e/ea/BeauxbatonsCrestClearBg.png/revision/latest/scale-to-width-down/350?cb=20160630041801)</div><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><strong>NAME:</strong> Jamel Mouhid (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=299655.msg14759264#msg14759264)<br><strong>YEAR:</strong> 7th<br><strong>BLOOD STATUS:</strong> Half-blood<br><strong>WAND:</strong> 11 inches, Cedar, Dragon heartstring, nice and supple<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> something like this (https://bodaiga.com/wp-content/uploads/2018/07/14497-nkvpal.jpg), beard and hair as pictured<br><strong>DATE | TIME:</strong> Saturday, October 26th 2019 | Night<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Darley Penthouse<br><strong>CONTENT:</strong> Henlo<br><strong>MOOD MUSIC:</strong> آمال مثلوثي ـ ما لقيت (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8Ps_c-7gbec)<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Daniel, Lydia, Open<br><strong>MENTIONING:</strong> Ria</td></tr></tbody></table><br><hr><br>Jamel felt in his natural element surrounded by people. It didn't matter if they knew him or not, if they hated him or not, he always loved a good crowd. Dior's party was a perfect occasion to get a little taste of the Hogwarts nightlife and see how the Brits and Irish were enjoying themselves. He saw familiar faces as he entered the penthouse, the red lighting embracing his senses like they were In the Mood for Love (https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/In_the_Mood_for_Love). Valentin Delestrac, the wannabe politician who could use a good sandwich, was there wandering about, apparently not to used to that kind of party even though his sister Ria organized some of the best ones back in France. He saw the girl in question at the bar in conversation with several other people. As he wanted to make way to the bar himself, he saw a feminine silhouette leaning over a corpse lying on a plush couch. Changing direction towards that area of the penthouse, Jamel realized the corpse was Daniel Delgado, in a terrible state, which made him smile. They knew each other fairly well from the time when Jamel was playing Quidditch. He was pointing his finger at the woman, asking who she was. <br><br>"<acronym title="The guy is drunk, finished... What a loser,">Le mec il est bourré, finit... Quel perdant,</acronym>" he murmured to himself, crouching next to the leaning Lydia and observing Daniel closely. <br><br><em>"Sorry, I'm... </em>*hic*<em> A little drunk."</em><br><br>"<acronym title="Are you okay Delgado, you won't vomit I hope?">Ça va Delgado, tu vas pas gerber j'espère?</acronym>" he asked, giving a light friendly slap on his right cheek while continuing smiling, clearly amused. It wasn't meant to hurt Daniel in any way, but instead it was a highly condescending gesture. He really hoped Delgado ended up puking so he would humiliate himself even further. It would be quite entertaining that way and something to taunt him about later on. <br><br>Jamel stood back up, towering over the collapsed Delgado. He glanced at the woman next to him who was clearly not from Beauxbâtons. <br><br>"I hope for you he wasn't your date to the party," he commented, pretending to be concerned. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Hogwarts: A New Beginning [Darley Penthouse]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Heartsink</strong> on <strong>30-03-2019, 05:39:04</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/5xDbZbR.png)</div><div class="floatright">(https://vignette.wikia.nocookie.net/harrypotter/images/f/f3/DurmstrangCrest.png/revision/latest?cb=20160112161151)</div><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><strong>NAME:</strong> Nadia Găină (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=299655.msg14659780#msg14659780)<br><strong>YEAR:</strong> Fifth<br><strong>BLOOD STATUS:</strong> Half-blood<br><strong>WAND:</strong> 11¾ inches, Pine, Dragon heartstring, Springy<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> Pictured, knee length, with white converse shoes (https://c.76.my/Malaysia/ws-037-converse-style-white-sneaker-unisex-men-women-shoes-one2seventy-1708-25-F496478_1.jpg); dress has two pockets by the waist, one contains her wand, the other some money in a wallet<br><strong>DATE | TIME:</strong> Saturday, 26 October, 2019 | Night<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Darley Penthouse | Bar<br><strong>CONTENT:</strong> Meeting people new and old<br><strong>MOOD MUSIC:</strong> M.I.A. - Bad Girls (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2uYs0gJD-LE)<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Ria, Kat, Joanna, Open<br><strong>MENTIONING:</strong> Raynor, Konstantin</td></tr></tbody></table><br><hr><br>As she observed Raynor dealing with the hungry Lion, Nadia saw Konstantin arrive at the party. Their eyes met and Nadia almost immediately looked away in disgust as he approached the bar. Thankfully he didn't pay her any attention as he ordered himself something to drink and then wandered off, apparently looking for someone. <em>Good, stay away,</em> she thought, turning her attention back to Ria and the others around. <br><br><em>"My name is Ria... Ria Delestrac. You must definitely have not heard about me from Beauxbatons."</em><br><br>Nadia shook her head to confirm Ria's assumption but harbored a polite smile nevertheless. She knew one person at Hogwarts she wish she didn't which was Dyani. As far as she was concerned, her social circles were very limited to Durmstrang. <br><br><em>"Not Ria, babe. Patrón!"</em><br><br>Kat had intervened, the person sitting on the other side of Ria. Nadia glanced their way in confusion, not aware of the nicknames trivia, as Ria continued speaking. She pointed behind her, prompting Nadia to shift her sight towards that direction, noticing a lanky guy who looked out of place. <br><br><em>"Find the nerdy one over there. That's my brother Valentin. Only reason why I was able to get over here to 'support' him in whatever weird comic book club or whatever it is he's doing."</em><br><br>She could see a family resemblance, mostly the hair, although she personally found it charming. Ria was quite pretty, but Nadia wasn't sure she liked her personality just yet. She reminded her of some of her 'friends' that ditched her after she went on full radio silence during the summer after what happened to her. Thought she hoped Ria was not like them, for Ria's own sake. <br><br>"Aren't you guys here for the tournament?" she asked, confused about the mention of a comic book club. <br><br><em>"I'm really here to party."</em><br><br>"Ah," Nadia let out, now understanding her play. <br><br><em>"Jett's here to party too, don't worry."</em><br><br>Nadia noticed the arrival of a third person next to Kat, a redhead whose name was apparently Jett from what she deduced. <br><br><em>"Do you know if they have any cocaïne... if I plan on drinking like this I need something to keep me awake."</em><br><br>"Might have wanted to bring your own," Nadia commented with a shrug. It wasn't her party so she wouldn't know. She had also never tried cocaine. The only stimulant she ever tried was ecstasy and more than once, although it wasn't something she particularly enjoyed. "I'm Nadia Găină," she added, introducing herself to Ria, Kat and Joanna. <br><br>Kat then called for another round on her, though Nadia wasn't even sure who was paying for all this. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Hogwarts: A New Beginning [Darley Penthouse]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Amarlo</strong> on <strong>30-03-2019, 05:47:14</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://i.pinimg.com/564x/6d/66/02/6d660205ba13c0e9fe617a98c262f58b.jpg?b=t)</div><div class="floatright">(http://SCHOOL CREST URL)</div><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><strong>NAME:</strong> Lydia Callaghan (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=299655.msg14759823#msg14759823)<br><strong>HOUSE | YEAR:</strong> Ravenclaw | 4th<br><strong>BLOOD STATUS:</strong> Muggle born, presumably<br><strong>WAND:</strong> 10 2/3rds | Supple | Rowan | Horned Serpent<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> A casual delight (https://i.pinimg.com/564x/ff/d7/cb/ffd7cb07ed1cc0ca66cfbed86e2ad0bb.jpg)<br><strong>DATE | TIME:</strong> October 26th | Also fashionably late<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Darley Penthouse | Main Hall<br><strong>CONTENT:</strong> Getting rubbed the wrong way. <br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Daniel, Jamal <strong>Mentioning:</strong> --</td></tr></tbody></table><br><hr>Vaguely amused, the deceptively Irish lass flashed the disoriented boy an empathetic smile and shook her head in reply. After all, she had been in his place once or twice before. Okay, so perhaps she was being a little too generous with her count there. The intent was still the same, though. For all she knew, where she had experience, this young man may have none. She already knew that several of those present would likely be indulging in alcohol for perhaps their first time. The doe eyed brunette sprawled across the couch before her was just as likely one of them. He did have a bit of a baby-face, didn't he? It was hard to pin down his age just lookin' at him. <br><br>"I can see dat." She heckled that lad playfully, suddenly grinning from ear to ear. She was glad to see he wasn't down for the count, she might have had to worry for him all of the night otherwise. "Callaghan. Lydia Callaghan at yer service." She offered along with a hand. The next best thing was to sit up. Maybe then he could get his bearings - or perhaps he could have hadn't another stranger decided a few swats to the cheek were better than a helping hand. <br><br>Lydia, like the old granny she was at heart, instantly reached out and smacked the man's hand away. "Feck off." The Frank was dismissed with a cavalier cant of her head, only for her to subsequently slide herself directly between the two. She may not be well versed in French, but body language was a whole different subject and that sort of thing could annoy a person no matter what state they were in. She knew a vulture when she saw one, and whoever this guy was, he definitely thought she was prey. <br><br>"Come alon', lad. Let's git ye a tonic." Her attention swiftly returned to the drunken boy, already reaching to heft him back to his feet. She was more than willing to be a crutch to lean on if need be, too. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Hogwarts: A New Beginning [Darley Penthouse]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>HannibalBarca</strong> on <strong>30-03-2019, 21:17:51</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/d/da/Normal_set14_002.jpg)</div><div class="floatright">(https://i.imgur.com/A5xScp0.png)</div><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><strong>NAME:</strong> Cairon Hildebrondus (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=299655.msg14674976#msg14674976)<br><strong>HOUSE | YEAR:</strong> Ravenclaw, 7th year<br><strong>BLOOD STATUS:</strong> Half-blood<br><strong>WAND:</strong> 10 9/16" | pine | dragon heartstring | inflexible <br><strong>WEARING:</strong> As in picture, suited up for showtime<br><strong>DATE | TIME:</strong> October 26, early evening<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Darley Penthouse<br><strong>CONTENT:</strong> Jumping into the fire<br><strong>MOOD MUSIC:</strong> Keep On Dancing (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rNVmfztMtaw)<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Addison, Derek, Audrey, Kat, Evelyn...mentioning Elizabeth, Rhys, MacKenzie, Joseph, Angela, Eliza, Hayley and Joanna...very, very open</td></tr></tbody></table><br><hr><br>Cai was aware of Loveday's approach.&nbsp; He knew of her friendship with Addison, so only reacted with a mischievous grin at her words.&nbsp; "Maybe...some."<br><br>Addison's words on Loveday's quidditch career made him wince briefly.&nbsp; He'd played in a game against her.&nbsp; "Aye...I remember one of her bludgers taking me full in the small of the back!&nbsp; Left a bruise for a month, it did."&nbsp; He gave a wink to the Gryffindor--had to respect her skills, after all.&nbsp; He didn't mind Loveday's impromptu appearance, but that touch to Addison did leave a curiously tingling feeling in his gut...something that felt very akin to a touch of jealousy.&nbsp; He shrugged it off and smiled at the both of them, continuing to move sinuously to the music.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Hogwarts: A New Beginning [Darley Penthouse]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Malrunar</strong> on <strong>31-03-2019, 01:12:27</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/51FjDMC.jpg)</div><div class="floatright">(https://i.imgur.com/A5xScp0.png)</div><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><br><strong>NAME:</strong> Evelyn “Eevee” St. Claire (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=299655.msg14750198#msg14750198)<br><strong>HOUSE | YEAR:</strong> Ravenclaw, Fifth<br><strong>BLOOD STATUS:</strong> Muggle Born<br><strong>WAND:</strong>[/b] 10 ⅕ inches | Larch | White River Monster Spine (https://i.imgur.com/eU3N2Ee.jpg)<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> This number right here! (https://i.imgur.com/tdJZVtG.jpg)<br><strong>DATE | TIME:</strong> October 26th, Evening<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Darley Penthouse | Side room<br><strong>CONTENT:</strong> Don’t puke on my blue suede shoes.<br><strong>MOOD MUSIC:</strong> Switch -Will Smith (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=uzUozo1628U)<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong>Joey, Lydia, Daniel, JamelOpen</td></tr></tbody></table><br><hr><br>“Well I suppose that’s what I get for taking lessons from an old geezer,” she replied, rather enjoying Joey’s apparent passion for slang. Although Evelyn had to admit she enjoyed using the term ‘pants’, and said that particular term quite often. Like many things, just because it was old fashioned didn’t mean it was going to die outright. People were starting to say ‘groovy’ again. Crop tops and flared pants were creeping back into fashion. Maybe for once, she could stay ahead of the curve?<br><br>Probably not.<br><br>But the man was wearing down her inhibitions, tempting her with the idea of a drink and dancing. It wasn’t against any rules, she wasn’t <em>forced</em> to play her role of nurse-the-drunk. After all, wasn’t she trying to be a little more adventurous? Change things up? Get used to letting her hair down and settling in rather than always on the edge of her seat, ready to go? She was starting to see why Joey had so many friends and why so many people seemed to fawn over him. He wasn’t just handsome, he was charismatic and approachable. He genuinely seemed to be a <em>nice</em> guy and there didn’t seem to be too many of those types these days.<br><br>So why the hell not? Settling into her decision, Evelyn fixed her skirt and stood to her feet. “Alright, fam, you’re on.” One drink wasn’t going to knock her on her ass after all. She wasn’t much of a drinker but she knew her limits. A glass of champagne, a couple of songs to get sweaty too and a new friend in the making. She offered her hand to help him out of his seat and was just about to lead them to the bar before her good intentions were put on hold, replaced by a sense of obligation.<br><br>Lydia, much to Evelyn’s surprise, was in attendance. Her friend wasn’t much for these scenes any more so while she was pleased, it took a moment for Evelyn’s brain to catch up. She would have happily greeted the woman initially, but it was the poor shape of the young man next to her that really caught her attention. Soon, the American was striding forward with a wide smile stretching out on her lips and she greeted Lydia with a friendly nudge of her hip since clearly, she had her hands full. “Hey beautiful! Glad you could make it. Who is your friend here?” She looked at the rather sweaty looking Daniel and offered a wince of sympathy.<br><br>She couldn’t decide if he had been playing a game of ‘catch up’, or if he simply didn’t know where his limits were. Either way, the poor guy looked kind of miserable. She pressed a cool hand against his forehead, in hopes of acting like an anchor to keep his world from spinning around too much.<br><br>The other man, a taller upperclassman who she didn’t recognize being from Hogwarts, was looking at Daniel as if he knew him. “Is he your mate? Any idea what he was drinking?”<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Hogwarts: A New Beginning [Darley Penthouse]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Totoro</strong> on <strong>31-03-2019, 01:59:55</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://assets.teenvogue.com/photos/5c3fb4eae6787a2d54b09f98/master/w_1600,c_limit/IMG_3207.JPG)</div><div class="floatright">(https://vignette.wikia.nocookie.net/harrypotter/images/a/ae/Hogwartscrest.png/revision/latest?cb=20110806202805)</div><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><strong>NAME:</strong> Joseph 'Joey' Kingston (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=299655.msg14706442#msg14706442)<br><strong>HOUSE | YEAR:</strong> Gryffindor | 5th<br><strong>BLOOD STATUS:</strong> Muggle Born<br><strong>WAND:</strong> 13.5" | Red Oak | Rougarou hair<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> A loose fitting shirt, not fully buttoned, three gold chains and a pair of dark blue jeans.<br><strong>DATE | TIME:</strong> Saturday, 26 October, 2019 | Night<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Darley Penthouse | Main Hall<br><strong>CONTENT:</strong> And we can do this until we pass out<br><strong>MOOD MUSIC:</strong> Tinie Tempah Ft. Labrinth - Pass Out (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=HmXiLTfQFOM)<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong>&nbsp; Eevee, Daniel, Jamel, Lydia Open</td></tr></tbody></table><br><hr><br>"Exactly." Joey replied immediately, laughing and shaking her head slightly at the use of the word geezer. He probably taught her that one too. He was glad that, even if he thought maybe she could be a tad uptight, Eevee seemed willing to join in the fun. He let her drag him up, nodding and grinning as they aimed for the bar. He had no ulterior motives. A few drinks and some dancing with a new friend was fun enough to Joey. He always tried to make it fairly clear that despite his slight reputation for sleeping around he wasn't a one track minded man.<br><br>It was unfortunate that their path to that was interrupted by her turning to look at Daniel half passed out on the couch. He wasn't sure who the other guy halfway slap-boxing with Daniel was but honestly Joey didn't care much about either. He was far too distracted by having noticed Lydia. She actually did come. He hadn't really expected her to follow up, but he was glad she did. His ever present smile stretched wider as he approached, following on after Eevee with very different intentions. Whilst she was clearly aiming to help Daniel out Joey just wanted to take advantage of the rare sight before him - Lydia at a party. <br><br>He could hear Lydia offering to help the drunk Daniel but he knew Eevee would take care of that problem. Very briefly he felt bad for dumping the dull part of the night on her, but he was way too caught up on getting Lydia's attention to think about that for too long. On the approach he called out to her. "Wagwan sexy!" His voice had a light tone, laughing slightly as he spoke. It was very clear that, although he really did think Lydia was sexy, it wasn't an effort at an overly serious pickup line.<br><br>As soon as Joey got the picture Lydia had heard he would take the last few steps and smoothly, confidently place his arm around her waist and pull the far shorter girl to his side. It was bold, but not forceful, and he glanced down at her with a wide smile. He didn't pay a lot of attention to the others. Even if they'd been his favourite people around he'd have been severely distracted by the presence of Lydia at a party, and she'd fully captured his attention without even knowing he'd seen her. "Can't believe you came, babe." He noted. His buzz and adrenaline were pushing any inhibitions he might've felt out the way. Lydia was one of few girls who made him really think about something more than the night, and usually he didn't think he was right for her. But for now that was pushed to the back of his mind. He was hoping she'd be content to leave Daniel in Eevee's hands. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Hogwarts: A New Beginning [Darley Penthouse]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Amarlo</strong> on <strong>31-03-2019, 05:15:51</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/ja4gab6.jpg)</div><div class="floatright">(https://vignette.wikia.nocookie.net/harrypotter/images/a/ae/Hogwartscrest.png/revision/latest?cb=20110806202805)</div><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><strong>NAME:</strong> <strong>Dyani Hawthorne</strong> (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=299655.msg14685893#msg14685893)<br><strong>HOUSE | YEAR:</strong> Slytherin | 3rd<br><strong>BLOOD STATUS:</strong> Pure<br><strong>WAND:</strong> Ash | Rougarou | 9 ½ inches | Crooked and Firm<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> Just a lil somethan' (https://i.imgur.com/mk4pGXl.jpg)<br><strong>DATE | TIME:</strong> Saturday, October 26th, 2019 | Night<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Darley Penthouse | Lost<br><strong>CONTENT:</strong> I'm just going to assume they're talking in German at this point. Asking the hard questions.<br><strong>MOOD MUSIC:</strong> Like lovers do (https://youtu.be/s5rtxcogEsU)<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Aaren, Open | <strong>Mentioning:</strong> Konstantin, Loveday</td></tr></tbody></table><br><hr>Konstantin knew <i>exactly</i> what he was doing, and he had succeeded. The seed of doubt was planted, and Dyani's heart felt suddenly heavier. Even as Aaren led her away, her small hand tucked so snugly within his own, the butterflies had all but fluttered away and left her feeling nothing but queasy. A single sentence kept echoing in her head like an empty dome. <br><br><i>You must only think the reason to be nice to a woman is when you want to get into her skirt.</i><br><br>But wasn't that true? There were only a handful of reasons a man was friendly with a woman outside of his family, and most of those reasons either ended with her in his bed or her having access to something advantageous to him. Her father had confirmed as much for her when he took to his new woman barely before grass could grow over her mother's plot. Konstantin's own thoughts on it aside, her brothers were fine examples as well. Even Kevin had been protective with her where overly friendly males were involved, and went so far as to reprimanded her if she were too congenial in kind. As Konstantin's best friend, he took it upon himself to remind her of her duties as his friend's faithful girlfriend. It was 'unfair' for her to lead them on, apparently - something she had thought was laughable... Until her father showed his true colors. Until her friendship with Vasily Klusnick turned into an unwanted kiss and a love confession. Until countless men, young or old, made moves on her at stores, bars, on street sides, in classrooms. It didn't even matter if she was lip locked with Loveday at the time.<br><br>In short, it was hard to deny when so many arrows were pointing to one conclusion in bright flashing lights. So then... What about Aaren? Was he like that? Was he the same as all the rest or was he really somehow just as he claimed? Was he really immune to this quality every other man in her life convinced her existed by sheer biological programming they couldn't personally be faulted with?&nbsp; <br><br>"You have good instincts." She remarked, a meek smile tugging at her plush lips. It only hurt a little when he released her hand as if it had physically burned him, but somehow the way he scratched at the back of his head uncomfortably made the ache fade away. How was it possibly he could still be so completely adorable while her heart felt like it was cracking? "Do you love Nadia?" Dyani blurted, surprising even herself. It wasn't at all the conversation they had been engaging in before, but somehow, some way, Konstantin still managed to taint just about everything in her life. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Hogwarts: A New Beginning [Darley Penthouse]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>RedPhoenix</strong> on <strong>31-03-2019, 06:43:29</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/DaV9rnm.jpg)</div><div class="floatright">(https://vignette.wikia.nocookie.net/harrypotter/images/a/ae/Hogwartscrest.png/revision/latest?cb=20110806202805)</div><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><strong>NAME:</strong> <strong>Loveday Marley</strong> (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=299655.msg14656426#msg14656426)<br><strong>HOUSE | YEAR:</strong> Hufflepuff, 4th<br><strong>BLOOD STATUS:</strong> Halfblood<br><strong>WAND:</strong> Poplar with Thunderbird Feather core, 12"<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> As pictured (purple tank top, black thigh length flared skirt, fishnets, calf-high black flat boots)<br><strong>DATE | TIME:</strong> October 26th, Evening<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Darley Penthouse -&gt; Dancefloor<br><strong>CONTENT:</strong> Let's get high and fuck shit up<br><strong>MOOD MUSIC:</strong> Whitney Houston - I Wanna Dance With Somebody (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=eH3giaIzONA)<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong>&nbsp; Addison &amp; Cai, Open</td></tr></tbody></table><br><hr><br>The pill was kicking in, buzzing, rocking, shaking, and so was Loveday. Still wrapped around Addison, the brunette witch rocked her hips back and forth, nearly shaking her slighter friend off balance as she grinned from ear to ear at the two of them.<br><br>She nuzzled her face into Addison's neck, practically nomming at her sensitive skin before she glanced up at Cai with a shit eating grin on her face.<br><br>"Aw, just a month?" She said with mock disappointment. "I'll do it harder next time." She gave him a very cocky wink before she finally let go of Addison, "Aw fuck yeah I love this song!" She announced as she threw her hands up in the air and danced like a crazy fool as the beat dropped. She was all around them like the force of nature she was often compared to, hands seemingly all over Addison, Cai, and body rubbing against the two of them with reckless abandon.<br><br>In the process she pushed them closer and closer together before she turned and gave them another wink and bounded off deeper into the crush of bodies, a thick mix of sweating flesh and wild antics where she was completely at home. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Hogwarts: A New Beginning [Darley Penthouse]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>CurvyKitten</strong> on <strong>31-03-2019, 11:16:54</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://66.media.tumblr.com/d13280ae865127ad855d844c8d94d011/tumblr_mpn3furNfU1rkmjtlo5_500.jpg)</div><div class="floatright">(https://i.imgur.com/yuExVFv.png)</div><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><strong>NAME:</strong> Hayley Alexandria Michelson (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=299655.msg14665439#msg14665439)<br><strong>YEAR:</strong> Hufflepuff / 4th Year<br><strong>BLOOD STATUS:</strong> HALFBLOOD<br><strong>WAND:</strong> 10 in. /Acacia/Thunderbird tail feather<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> this outfit (http://s3cdn-test-lookbooknu.netdna-ssl.com/files/looks/large/2013/01/29/2807686_lookbooka.jpg?1359469505), this jacket (https://images-na.ssl-images-amazon.com/images/I/71bgn7IawYL._UY445_.jpg), these shoes (https://rukminim1.flixcart.com/image/332/398/jmz7csw0/sandal/3/k/w/2003a-1102-4-cara-mia-black-original-imaf9g62r2sytvbz.jpeg?q=50) <br><strong>DATE | TIME:</strong> Saturday, October 26th, 2019 | Night<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong>&nbsp; Darley Penthouse |<br><strong>CONTENT:</strong> <br><strong>MOOD MUSIC:</strong> <br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Bryson Campbell</td></tr></tbody></table><br><hr>Hayley's teeth had a firm and unyielding grip on her lower lip as she stood off to the side and did what she did best in these situations; people watch and become part of the decor. She stood there feeling utterly out of her element. But she'd known that was going to be the case when she decided to come. Yet she still got dressed and made her way to the Darley's front door.<br><br>Looking around Hayley could see the Dior and Derek had certainly put their best foot forward. She had to admit that whichever did the decorating had an eye for it. The whole place seemed like some high-end club that most would just be begging to get into. And she hadn't even really explored the place yet. With special magic in play, the house really could be endless. Hayley found her mind shifting from her overly nervous state to one of curious study.<br><br>Bryson's sudden appearance brought Hayley's mind back to the present. A soft laugh slipping free once his words caught his attention. "I'm not sure honestly, but I'm here. I just didn't really think past that part." she smiled and reached up to push her hair back behind her ear. "You seem ready to mingle," Hayley mentioned but found she wasn't surprised by the fact that Bryson seemed right at ease at the moment. He seemed to take stress like this so well, Hayley was honestly a bit jealous of it. "This place really is wild, though." she mentioned the party as a whole, "Is it bad I'm geeky out on the charm work on display?" Hayley asked with a laugh.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Hogwarts: A New Beginning [Darley Penthouse]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mellific</strong> on <strong>31-03-2019, 13:32:50</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://socialitelife.com/wp-content/uploads/2018/12/xserrano9_1517085662.jpg)</div><div class="floatright">(https://i.imgur.com/MbTutcl.png)</div><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><strong>NAME:</strong> Daniel Delgado (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=299655.msg14674292#msg14674292)<br><strong>YEAR:</strong> Sixth<br><strong>BLOOD STATUS:</strong> Halfblood<br><strong>WAND:</strong> 11 inch | Rowan | Dragon Heartstring <br><strong>WEARING:</strong> This outfit (https://www.thefashionisto.com/wp-content/uploads/2014/11/Xavier-Serrano-Icon-Fashion-Editorial-001.jpg)<br><strong>DATE | TIME:</strong> Saturday, 26 October, 2019 | Evening<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Darley penthouse <br><strong>CONTENT:</strong> Toasty~<br><strong>MOOD MUSIC:</strong> Skrillex - Reptile (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DpS7nCweYZI)<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Lydia | Jamel | Eevee | Joey | Open</td></tr></tbody></table><br><hr><br>Daniel’s face was already hot and flushed from the alcohol that had already went straight to his head, and he was sure that more than one bead of sweat formed above his brow. Then again, alcohol did make him feel hot, which landed him in trouble more than one time. Just like that time he stripped naked because his clothing made him too unbearably hot. It was at a party where only a few people knew him, thankfully. Not that he remembered the very next day. <br><br>The beautiful and nameless girl in front of him smirked at his retort about being drunk. Apparently, it was obvious. Her accent was revealed the more she spoke, but Daniel had a hard time processing much of anything. She shared her name and he managed a smirk. “Daniel Delgado.” He said his own name, glad it was a name that wasn’t easy to slur. <br><br>Jamel’s voice floated into his head, asking him if he was okay. Daniel’s head tilted to the side. He felt like he was swimming and like he was underwater. Jamel sounded a little closer a moment later when he inquired if Daniel might vomit. In a big delay, he went to open his mouth to reply, but a hand lightly swatted at his cheek. <br><br>Daniel’s face winced and screwed up as he blinked his bleary eyes open again and struggled to focus on who was leaning down in front of him. Lydia smacked Jamel’s hand away and told him to ‘feck off,’ which sounded close enough to ‘fuck off,’ but he couldn’t be sure. Then again, he wasn’t in the best frame of mind to be making such determinations. <br><br>He stood up straight again and regarded Lydia beside him, extending his hope that Daniel was not her date to the party. He noticed Lydia approaching again, only realizing then how low he was slouched in the couch. She bent down to try and sit him upright. But before he could gather his bearings and do much, two more people approached. <br><br>One guy came around and pulled Lydia away, shortly after another gorgeous blonde appeared, hip-bumping Lydia. She was asking who her friend was and by this point, Daniel needed someone to draw out a chart in order for him to try and keep track of everything and everyone going on around him. <br><br>Daniel managed to sit himself up, though he wasn’t really sure if he did that with help, or not. The blonde girl with the American accent asked Jamel if he knew what Daniel had been drinking. “I had some shots and I chased them with some beers.” He shrugged his shoulders, not specifying anything further. He was a little wobbly while seated upright, but managed to slump forward a bit, enough to rest elbows on his thighs. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Hogwarts: A New Beginning [Darley Penthouse]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Heartsink</strong> on <strong>01-04-2019, 10:04:28</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/ZiK1vz0.jpg)</div><div class="floatright">(https://vignette.wikia.nocookie.net/harrypotter/images/e/ea/BeauxbatonsCrestClearBg.png/revision/latest/scale-to-width-down/350?cb=20160630041801)</div><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><strong>NAME:</strong> Jamel Mouhid (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=299655.msg14759264#msg14759264)<br><strong>YEAR:</strong> 7th<br><strong>BLOOD STATUS:</strong> Half-blood<br><strong>WAND:</strong> 11 inches, Cedar, Dragon heartstring, nice and supple<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> something like this (https://bodaiga.com/wp-content/uploads/2018/07/14497-nkvpal.jpg), beard and hair as pictured<br><strong>DATE | TIME:</strong> Saturday, October 26th 2019 | Night<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Darley Penthouse<br><strong>CONTENT:</strong> Henlo<br><strong>MOOD MUSIC:</strong> آمال مثلوثي ـ ما لقيت (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8Ps_c-7gbec)<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Daniel, Lydia, Joey, Evelyn, Open<br><strong>MENTIONING:</strong> N/A</td></tr></tbody></table><br><hr><br>Jamel quickly realized by her accent she was likely not from Durmstrang and probably more from Hogwarts. He barely flinched when she smacked his hand away, like someone would at their cat hitting them with their paw. Apparently she wasn't finding his locker room antics all too amusing, which was in itself amusing in Jamel's eyes. He shook his head calmly as she told him to fuck off. <em>How rude,</em> he thought, as she put herself between him and Delgado. A naughty thought entered his mind briefly while others appeared next to them. He wouldn't mind sharing Lydia with Delgado if it came up to it, though he'd probably enjoy her more alone. He now was really curious what her relationship with Delgado was, not having heard them previously introducing themselves to each other. He thus suspected they had met perhaps the night before, when they all arrived at Hogwarts. <br><br>The blonde moved side by side with Lydia while the guy followed her, both of them addressing the Irish woman. Jamel moved out of the way so it wouldn't look like he was about to start grinding on Lydia and took a step towards Delgado, going around the plush couch, while eyeing the newcomers with indifference. The blonde addressed him then and he noticed how her speech was different from the other two. <br><br><em>"Is he your mate? Any idea what he was drinking?"</em><br><br>"He's fine, it's not his first time," Jamel replied, rolling his eyes at their over-the-top reactions. He was about to leave it at that and go get something to drink when Delgado spoke, confirming his assessment that he seemed fine. <br><br><em>"I had some shots and I chased them with some beers."</em><br><br>"<acronym title="Looks like you're ready to smoke something good. Get on to the next step, and all, take a break,">On dirait que t'es prêt à fumer quelque chose de bon. Passer à l'étape suivante, et tout, prendre une pause quoi,</acronym> Jamel told Delgado, putting both his free hands on the man's shoulders for a second as he spoke. "If you guys want to smoke some hash later, you can find me around, when you're done babysitting," he announced to the group of Hogwarts students in front of him. <br><br>He then walked away and finally made his way to the bar, getting himself a long due drink. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Hogwarts: A New Beginning [Darley Penthouse]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Yarnover</strong> on <strong>01-04-2019, 23:23:28</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/b/b9/936full-douglas-booth.jpg)</div><div class="floatright">(https://vignette.wikia.nocookie.net/harrypotter/images/a/ae/Hogwartscrest.png/revision/latest?cb=20110806202805)</div><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><strong>NAME:</strong> Bryson Campbell (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=299655.msg14761561#msg14761561)<br><strong>HOUSE | YEAR:</strong> Hufflepuff, 4<br><strong>BLOOD STATUS:</strong> halfblood<br><strong>WAND:</strong> 17 inches | Elm |&nbsp; Jakalope Antler<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> Jeans, long-sleeved grey shirt, leather jacket and a fedora for some reason...<br><strong>DATE | TIME:</strong> 26/10/19, night<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Main floor<br><strong>CONTENT:</strong> <br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Hayley</td></tr></tbody></table><br><hr><br>Bryson looked his beautiful red-haired classmate over. Man, did she look <em>tense!</em> He hoped he could help her relax somehow. Well, at least she coud laugh at herself; a sense of humor was needed for times like these. He chuckled along with her at the lack of plan. "Yeah, same here..." Bry took his eyes off of Hayley to sweep around the busy scene. He wondered how many seemingly happy and fashionable guests secretly felt as out of place as the two of them. "Ready to 'mingle'... " he repeated with another laugh and a shake of his head. He jerked a thumb in the general direction of the crowd. "With this bunch? Riiight. Maybe if I got drunk enough...?" <br><br>He gave the girl a smile with a hint of a tease in his eyes and nudged her gently with an elbow. "Naw, it's not bad at all. Ms. Darley really has outdone herself here. There's something... eerie.. about the whole thing. But I suppose that's in season right now, so..." His hands rested in his pockets and he took his eyes off of her and looked around once again. A moment of silence hung in the air between them, or at least as much of one that could considering the booming music and general chatter. Then, suddenly looking her way, he perked up again. Bryson briefly considered asking her to dance but reconsidered. He figured dancing might not really be her "thing". It's a shame, though. She'd make a brilliant scene on the floor with those sequins. Perhaps he'd ask her later? For now, there were other ways to possibly entertain her. "So, I'd offer you a tour but I don't know the place, really... But have you had anything to drink yet?"<br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Hogwarts: A New Beginning [Darley Penthouse]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Amarlo</strong> on <strong>01-04-2019, 23:58:14</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://i.pinimg.com/564x/6d/66/02/6d660205ba13c0e9fe617a98c262f58b.jpg?b=t)</div><div class="floatright">(http://SCHOOL CREST URL)</div><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><strong>NAME:</strong> Lydia Callaghan (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=299655.msg14759823#msg14759823)<br><strong>HOUSE | YEAR:</strong> Ravenclaw | 4th<br><strong>BLOOD STATUS:</strong> Muggle born, presumably<br><strong>WAND:</strong> 10 2/3rds | Supple | Rowan | Horned Serpent<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> A casual delight (https://i.pinimg.com/564x/ff/d7/cb/ffd7cb07ed1cc0ca66cfbed86e2ad0bb.jpg)<br><strong>DATE | TIME:</strong> October 26th | Also fashionably late<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Darley Penthouse | Main Hall<br><strong>CONTENT:</strong> Party time! <br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Daniel, Jamal, Evelyn, Joey <strong>Mentioning:</strong> --</td></tr></tbody></table><br><hr>Lydia was half way through helping Daniel sit up when someone familiar slide up next to and bumped their hips together. The Irish lass bloomed into an easy grin. " 'ey, jus' de person I wus gonin' ta come lookin' fer!" How convenient was that? Now she didn't have to drag this lad to his feet and try to herd him through slews of partying kids. "Says 'is name is Daniel. Daniel - Eevee, Eevee - Daniel." She gestured between the two, shaking her head a tad as Evelyn turned to Jamal. As far as Lydia was concerned, Jamal required no consultation when it came to the drunkard they were all huddling around. Said drunk quickly proved her correct with his answer, although she cringed at the reply.<br><br>"Bad choice." She admonished solemnly, nodding along with her deepest sympathies. At that point she was pretty much 99% sure she was right about his drinking inexperience. Either that, or the lad was a masochist to the extreme. There was a reason why you didn't chase your shots with beer - it was all about&nbsp; pacing. If you had juice or water to chase it back, you'd last longer and risk less sick. Hydration was key, after all! Then again, if they went by Jamal's word Daniel was probably just crazy. "Yer in luck, mate. You'll be in good 'ands wit Eevee." She offered Daniel as though she were the foremost authority on these kinds of things. "She's a moother 'en o' all moother 'ens, afta' all. An' always comes prepar----" Lydia trailed off abruptly as yet another familiar person made their proximity know, this time in a very familiar call out. <br><br>A massive grin split across the pink haired woman's face and she barely had time to turn around before the man had her in his arms. "Joey!" Lydia exclaimed happily, laughing all the way. She almost completely misread his gesture, and as he pulled her in against him, she practically threw herself up and wrapped both her arms and legs around him in a great big hug that had her dangling from his neck like a human necklace. Or perhaps more like a vest? As soon as he shot a good foot higher than her, Joey quickly became one of her favorite things to climb - poor guy - but could you really blame her? He made the perfect set of monkey bars!<br><br>"I said I would, di'n' I?" She winked, almost completely forgetting herself, let alone those around them. Lydia didn't mean to be rude, but sometimes old habits just died hard - and who didn't get a little wild at parties? "Now ye gonna keep ya promise?" She teased, flashing those pearly whites playfully. Ahh... she had missed this. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Hogwarts: A New Beginning [Darley Penthouse]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Totoro</strong> on <strong>02-04-2019, 02:06:12</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://assets.teenvogue.com/photos/5c3fb4eae6787a2d54b09f98/master/w_1600,c_limit/IMG_3207.JPG)</div><div class="floatright">(https://vignette.wikia.nocookie.net/harrypotter/images/a/ae/Hogwartscrest.png/revision/latest?cb=20110806202805)</div><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><strong>NAME:</strong> Joseph 'Joey' Kingston (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=299655.msg14706442#msg14706442)<br><strong>HOUSE | YEAR:</strong> Gryffindor | 5th<br><strong>BLOOD STATUS:</strong> Muggle Born<br><strong>WAND:</strong> 13.5" | Red Oak | Rougarou hair<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> A loose fitting shirt, not fully buttoned, three gold chains and a pair of dark blue jeans.<br><strong>DATE | TIME:</strong> Saturday, 26 October, 2019 | Night<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Darley Penthouse | Main Hall<br><strong>CONTENT:</strong> And we can do this until we pass out<br><strong>MOOD MUSIC:</strong> Tinie Tempah Ft. Labrinth - Pass Out (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=HmXiLTfQFOM)<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong>&nbsp; Lydia</td></tr></tbody></table><br><hr><br>Joey was very joyful when Lydia threw herself against him, both arms immediately coming to embrace her close and help her to leap up a little. He was grateful that he worked out, comfortably holding the smaller girl up to his torso and grinning wide now that they'd been brought face to face. He paused for a brief moment, staring a little noticeably at Lydia. He really had missed her. Joey blinked once, returning back to reality and smiling again. His arms slightly adjusted, moving to hold her firmly by the hips. While he wasn't groping her he certainly wasn't shy either, and his firm hands had a strong grip. <br><br>"You did." He concurred. He'd not really expected to see her, even when she said she'd come along. "Never tell a lie, gyal." He replied. He would keep that promise. Joey had spent a fair while interested in Lydia while remaining overly cautious. That wasn't something he made a habit of, but she was different. He didn't just want to try and hook up with her. And he was fairly sure that wasn't what she wanted either. He just wasn't sure that, after all the partying and sleeping around he'd done, she'd be interested in a guy like him. But it was worth taking the shot. Clearly she still liked him. <br><br>Not caring who was watching or what they thought he adjusted his grip again, bringing his arms up to hold her close into a tight hug. His broad body let him easily wrap her up tight, powerful arms around her shoulders. Smirking slightly, and wanting to add a little playfulness back into the cute movement, Joey spun her around a little. He moved smoothly, easily carrying her and feeling the buzz from the several pints he'd downed earlier return sharply. After just a few rotations Joey eventually steadied himself, hands slipping down to hold Lydia's hips as they were face to face. "Bet'cha behind on drinks!" He suggested, nodding towards the bar. Truth be told Joey couldn't remember how Lydia handled her drinks, but he was going to encourage unless she made it clear she didn't want to have a few. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Hogwarts: A New Beginning [Darley Penthouse]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mellific</strong> on <strong>03-04-2019, 14:02:22</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://i.pinimg.com/736x/11/ec/30/11ec305ad14e9fc040705b1cf3b0285b.jpg)</div><div class="floatright">(https://vignette.wikia.nocookie.net/harrypotter/images/f/f3/DurmstrangCrest.png/revision/latest?cb=20160112161151)</div><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><strong>NAME:</strong> Aaren Sandstrom (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=299655.msg14658128#msg14658128)<br><strong>YEAR:</strong> Fifth<br><strong>BLOOD STATUS:</strong> Half-blood<br><strong>WAND:</strong> 12 inch | Redwood | Dragon Heartstring <br><strong>WEARING:</strong> This outfit, without sunglasses (http://cdn01.cdn.justjaredjr.com/wp-content/uploads/2015/11/gregg-fitness/gregg-sulkin-fitness-inspiration-faking-set-05.jpg)<br><strong>DATE | TIME:</strong> Saturday, October 26th, 2019 | Night<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Darley Penthouse | Lost<br><strong>CONTENT:</strong> Open heart, open mind, never know who you'll find...<br><strong>MOOD MUSIC:</strong> DNCE - Kissing Strangers (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wzZWXrlDj-A)<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Dyani | Konstantin</td></tr></tbody></table><br><hr><br>Aaren stopped to glance at Dyani when she unexpectedly complimented his instincts. He couldn’t help the look of slight surprise on his face, but a moment later, his lips stretched into a bit of a smile and he released a quiet chuckle. “You think so?” His brows were arched as he asked the question as if to suggest that very concept was something he often struggled with. Making the right decision, following his gut, that sort of thing. <br><br>He often thought that he had decent intuition and liked to stay true to his feelings, even if they were no more than reactions to things out of his control, happening around him. Yet, around Dyani, especially after she had shown a new side to herself, one he desperately wanted to believe was sincere and genuine, Aaren was less sure of himself. Maybe it came down to nerves. Or maybe it was something else. He couldn’t quite figure it out, whatever it was. <br><br>After setting into the new spot he picked out for them and placing their water bottles down on a nearby table, Aaren straightened again, taking a breath to right himself after that unfortunate run-in with Konstantin. Then again, weren’t all run-in’s with Konstantin unfortunate? To this day, Aaren had no idea how it was that Dyani managed to date him on and off for as long as she did, let alone how she managed to tolerate him at all.<br><br>Then, out of nowhere, Dyani blurted out a question that hit him like a stream of cold water. Did he love Nadia? Aaren’s eyes went wide and he gaped at Dyani for a few moments, then blinked and shook his head. “No, no, I… I don’t.” His gaze lowered and he looked pensive for a moment as he thought about how to expound. “I think maybe when we were dating I considered that I was in love. But even if I was, I’m sure I was the only one in that relationship who felt that way.”<br><br>He shrugged his shoulders, trying to roll it off of them. “She never really wanted anything serious. And even though I always knew that I guess I thought I could change her.” He confessed, avoiding eye contact as he spilled his guts and, at least in his mind, sounded like a fool. He let the quiet filter around them a little before continuing. “I just took a lot longer to move on than she did. But… I’m ready to do that.” With a nod, he leaned himself against the wall. <br><br>“What about you? What are your feelings for Konstantin now?” He inquired, hoping it was his right to ask her a personal question after she had done so to him. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Hogwarts: A New Beginning [Darley Penthouse]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Malrunar</strong> on <strong>03-04-2019, 22:18:48</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/51FjDMC.jpg)</div><div class="floatright">(https://i.imgur.com/A5xScp0.png)</div><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><br><strong>NAME:</strong> Evelyn “Eevee” St. Claire (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=299655.msg14750198#msg14750198)<br><strong>HOUSE | YEAR:</strong> Ravenclaw, Fifth<br><strong>BLOOD STATUS:</strong> Muggle Born<br><strong>WAND:</strong>[/b] 10 ⅕ inches | Larch | White River Monster Spine (https://i.imgur.com/eU3N2Ee.jpg)<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> This number right here! (https://i.imgur.com/tdJZVtG.jpg)<br><strong>DATE | TIME:</strong> October 26th, Evening<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Darley Penthouse | Side room<br><strong>CONTENT:</strong> Love ballads over solos<br><strong>MOOD MUSIC:</strong> Switch -Will Smith (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=uzUozo1628U)<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong>Daniel, Open<br><strong>MENTIONING:</strong> Lydia, Joey and Jamel</td></tr></tbody></table><br><hr><br><em>Ah, well… that is that then, isn’t it?</em> There went her drink and no doubt, that was the end of her invitation for some dancing. With an amused smirk cast in Lydia and Joey’s direction, Evelyn waved the two love birds off with shooing flicks of her wrists, not taking insult to be discarded so quickly. It wasn’t like she was used to sitting on the sidelines and observing or anything. It seemed that Lydia was having a good time and that was what mattered to her the most. Besides, she was needed elsewhere. <br><br>With Jamel’s slightly abrasive departure, Eevee was left alone with the Beauxbaton student and was presented with the opportunity to gather a closer observation. Daniel was tall, handsome, he seemed more approachable than the upperclassman who called her attention ‘babysitting’ and hoped he wasn’t going to seriously consider taking the offer his friend made of adding to his current state. Getting high was simply a concept that the woman could never understand, nor had she ever had the desire to try it out. Different strokes for different folks, she guessed.<br><br>“I bet your head is spinning,” she mused, noting the way Daniel was bracing himself against his knees as if gravity had a particular bias and was leaning with extra weight over him. “You’re not the first to get pissed at one of Dior’s parties… and the night is young, so you’re certainly not going to be the last.”<br><br>She pulled out a small vile from a daint pouch she had banded around her wrist. The glass bottle contained a viscous liquid that was an ugly brown color, just enough for a large swallow. It would taste like a mix of overly salted vegetables and a knockoff brand of cola that went stale and sat out in the sun for too long. But it did wonders to chase away the effects of alcohol sickness and most lower grade narcotics.<br><br>“Name your poison,” She tried to smile in a way that suggested she was harmless, and that as crazy as it was to have someone offering potions to a drunk in a party full of stranger, she wasn’t some black widow or even a dark witch looking to delight in the anguish of others. And if he did accuse her of such a thing it certainly wouldn’t have been the first time. “We’ve got a potion here we like to call ‘magic juice’ -I didn’t come up with the name- that will help null that funk in your head. Don’t worry, it’s just a tincture with a bezoar chip, and some herbs. Me and a few other students came up with a few years back as a class project. Herbology teacher approved!” With her free hand, she gestures over to the hall. “Or I can help you stumble to one of the little nooks that’ll keep you out from underfoot if you’d rather sleep it off. Hell, you can tell me to bugger, even. I won’t be a buzzkill if this is your thing.”<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Hogwarts: A New Beginning [Darley Penthouse]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Amarlo</strong> on <strong>04-04-2019, 01:35:11</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://i.pinimg.com/564x/6d/66/02/6d660205ba13c0e9fe617a98c262f58b.jpg?b=t)</div><div class="floatright">(http://SCHOOL CREST URL)</div><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><strong>NAME:</strong> Lydia Callaghan (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=299655.msg14759823#msg14759823)<br><strong>HOUSE | YEAR:</strong> Ravenclaw | 4th<br><strong>BLOOD STATUS:</strong> Muggle born, presumably<br><strong>WAND:</strong> 10 2/3rds | Supple | Rowan | Horned Serpent<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> A casual delight (https://i.pinimg.com/564x/ff/d7/cb/ffd7cb07ed1cc0ca66cfbed86e2ad0bb.jpg)<br><strong>DATE | TIME:</strong> October 26th | Also fashionably late<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Darley Penthouse | Main Hall<br><strong>CONTENT:</strong> Party time! <br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Joey <strong>Mentioning:</strong> --</td></tr></tbody></table><br><hr>Lydia didn't expect anything less as the man's arms came around her and welcomed her in just like they always did. After all, this wasn't their first rodeo and there was a reason most of his exes hated her. Joey might be a big ol' dunce, but it was plain as day for most others. There was little secret that Lydia had been crushing on the party boy for a long time now. Even before he shot up like a magic bean and got <i>swole</i> with his bros - which wasn't the least bit fair. Lydia had massive googly heart shaped eyes for him before. She had even thought she had a chance, but after he buffed up and became noticeably juicier... Well, let's just - thanks to her genetics - Lydia spent a good while looking like a boy with long hair in retrospect. <br><br>To put it bluntly, she didn't match him at all. She could paint herself up, charm her hair all sorts of crazy colors just to get noticed and it hadn't really mattered - not like she had hoped. Sure, she was definitely getting attention. People were more interested in her abilities and business was starting to take off, but as for Joey? Joey still seemed to look at her the same way he always had. That was about the time she stopped going to parties, or at least slowed down significantly. It was becoming pretty clear she just wasn't Joey's type, and she just couldn't keep watching him work his charms on ladies that were. It wasn't <i>his</i> fault it was depressing the hell out of her and turning her into a person she severely disliked. Ultimately <i>she</i> was responsible for her own happiness - just like he was responsible for his. So why stand in his way?<br><br>Tonight wasn't about that though. Tonight was supposed to be about networking with foreign students outside of the periphery of their school's ever watchful eyes. Too bad Lydia was easily distracted... "Nooooo!" The suddenly bashful woman squeaked as her jungle gym began to spin and she was suddenly reminded of her fear of falling. Just like that Lydia's arms tightened around his neck, her thighs locked against his waist and she clung to Joey like a skittish spider monkey. "St-stahp!" She half yelped, half laughed and buried her face against his chest. At this point she unsure whether she was more nervous and humored by his silly antics! "Yer goin' ta drop me!" She almost squealed, rapidly swatting at his shoulder as though she were capable of getting enough momentum to actually hurt him with her clinging on him like that.&nbsp; "I'll drenk, I'll drenk, jus' set me free, ye brute!" This man was pure evil! He was lucky she didn't transfigure him into a snake!
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				Title: <strong>Re: Hogwarts: A New Beginning [Darley Penthouse]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mellific</strong> on <strong>05-04-2019, 23:14:08</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://socialitelife.com/wp-content/uploads/2018/12/xserrano9_1517085662.jpg)</div><div class="floatright">(https://i.imgur.com/MbTutcl.png)</div><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><strong>NAME:</strong> Daniel Delgado (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=299655.msg14674292#msg14674292)<br><strong>YEAR:</strong> Sixth<br><strong>BLOOD STATUS:</strong> Halfblood<br><strong>WAND:</strong> 11 inch | Rowan | Dragon Heartstring <br><strong>WEARING:</strong> This outfit (https://www.thefashionisto.com/wp-content/uploads/2014/11/Xavier-Serrano-Icon-Fashion-Editorial-001.jpg)<br><strong>DATE | TIME:</strong> Saturday, 26 October, 2019 | Evening<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Darley penthouse <br><strong>CONTENT:</strong> Toasty~<br><strong>MOOD MUSIC:</strong> Skrillex - Reptile (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DpS7nCweYZI)<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Eevee | Open</td></tr></tbody></table><br><hr><br>Daniel looked up enough to smile at Eevee when she was introduced to him by Lydia. He didn’t bother waving at anyone else since Jamel had peaced out with an offer to smoke - which Daniel didn’t do - and the other guy swept Lydia off of her feet. The shift from slouching back and sitting upright had caused his head to throb a bit harder than he was used to. He was told he’d be in good hands with Eevee, or at least that was what he thought he heard, but the more Lydia spoke, the harder her accent was to decipher. Then again, maybe it was his own fault for being so out of it.<br><br>The blonde American seemed familiar with his current and rather sorry state. She commented about his head spinning, which made Daniel smirk. He managed to pick his head up enough to look at her with that same smirk. “Well, the room is what’s spinning. My head is just pounding.” He wasn’t sure why he felt the need to minimize the effects of that pounding head of his, but by the time he mentioned it, it seemed too late to try and fix his words. Besides, by that point, Eevee had already moved on and started to talk about how he wasn’t alone. Apparently, at these parties, many people got shitfaced. “So you’re used to this, are you?” He questioned, perking a brow.<br><br>Eevee pulled a vial out from her clutch and just the look of it was enough to make Daniel’s nose wrinkle. “Is that mud?” No. Evidently, it was poison. Oh, lucky day! Daniel chuckled, unsure if she was joking at first. When she referred to it as potion afterward, Daniel breathed a sigh of relief, though he couldn’t be sure why. Potion could be just as troublesome as poison, after all. He blinked a bit slowly, trying to focus more intensely on the vial she held. “Magic juice sounds like just what I need.” The ingredients she mentioned sounded like a foreign language to him, but part of that was probably just because Daniel was too far gone to pay close enough attention.<br><br>“Let’s see how this goes first,” he suggested, pointing to the vial after she offered to help him stumble over to someplace where he could sleep it off. “I’d never tell such a pretty girl to bugger off,” he admitted, honestly. Alcohol always - whether fortunately or unfortunately - made Daniel an open book. It was his personal truth serum. And if he forgot what he said when he was drunk, he’d only show embarrassment over it when he was finally sober again. The redness in his cheeks when he looked back at Eevee then was simply from being intoxicated and overheated. He held out his hand and waited for her to slip him the vial, then popped it off and gulped it down. “Ahh,” he shivered. “How soon until this works, then?”
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				Title: <strong>Re: Hogwarts: A New Beginning [Darley Penthouse]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Totoro</strong> on <strong>06-04-2019, 02:47:25</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://assets.teenvogue.com/photos/5c3fb4eae6787a2d54b09f98/master/w_1600,c_limit/IMG_3207.JPG)</div><div class="floatright">(https://vignette.wikia.nocookie.net/harrypotter/images/a/ae/Hogwartscrest.png/revision/latest?cb=20110806202805)</div><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><strong>NAME:</strong> Joseph 'Joey' Kingston (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=299655.msg14706442#msg14706442)<br><strong>HOUSE | YEAR:</strong> Gryffindor | 5th<br><strong>BLOOD STATUS:</strong> Muggle Born<br><strong>WAND:</strong> 13.5" | Red Oak | Rougarou hair<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> A loose fitting shirt, not fully buttoned, three gold chains and a pair of dark blue jeans.<br><strong>DATE | TIME:</strong> Saturday, 26 October, 2019 | Night<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Darley Penthouse | Main Hall<br><strong>CONTENT:</strong> And we can do this until we pass out<br><strong>MOOD MUSIC:</strong> Tinie Tempah Ft. Labrinth - Pass Out (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=HmXiLTfQFOM)<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong>&nbsp; Lydia</td></tr></tbody></table><br><hr><br>Joey ignored her squeaking and panicking as he swung her about, mostly only laughing to himself in response. Fortunately she couldn't do much besides hold on tight anyway. When they were younger it would've been cute, but now that he was tipsy and already had been wanting to make his feelings for Lydia a lot clearer it took on a different tone. He couldn't help slightly smiling as he felt her lock her thighs around his waist to keep closer, something he noticed a lot more than her ineffectual swatting. After a few more seconds he came to a halt, keeping her held in the embrace but now still and able to look her in the eyes. Perhaps it was the alcohol or the atmosphere, or maybe just time since he'd seen her at a party, but he was finding it hard not to stare. <br><br>"Drop you?" He questioned with a playful smile. "Thought I was picking you up." He suggested, his expression not overly serious but eyes slightly watching for her response. It could've been played off as a joke if she reacted badly, but if she pushed him Joey would be more than willing to double down on the sentiment. It wasn't like Lydia wasn't used to him hitting on her. But he made sure to emphasise it just enough more to try and make her think he might be serious.<br><br>"Good answer." At least he had a drinking buddy if nothing else. He reaffirmed his grip on her hips, gently moving to let her down to the floor with a smile. He had to try not to tower over her nowadays. But he liked that. She was fun to pick up, even if she didn't think it was as enjoyable as he did. "Bar?" He questioned, nodding in its general direction. "What do you drink these days, fitty?" He questioned, playfully hitting on her a little more. He was only feeling buzzed and he already couldn't help continuously flirting. It wasn't much of a conscious effort to seduce her as it was allowing long dormant feelings to resurface. So far, at least, it all felt natural. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Hogwarts: A New Beginning [Darley Penthouse]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>CurvyKitten</strong> on <strong>06-04-2019, 09:31:52</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://66.media.tumblr.com/d13280ae865127ad855d844c8d94d011/tumblr_mpn3furNfU1rkmjtlo5_500.jpg)</div><div class="floatright">(https://i.imgur.com/yuExVFv.png)</div><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><strong>NAME:</strong> Hayley Alexandria Michelson (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=299655.msg14665439#msg14665439)<br><strong>YEAR:</strong> Hufflepuff / 4th Year<br><strong>BLOOD STATUS:</strong> HALFBLOOD<br><strong>WAND:</strong> 10 in. /Acacia/Thunderbird tail feather<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> this outfit (http://s3cdn-test-lookbooknu.netdna-ssl.com/files/looks/large/2013/01/29/2807686_lookbooka.jpg?1359469505), this jacket (https://images-na.ssl-images-amazon.com/images/I/71bgn7IawYL._UY445_.jpg), these shoes (https://rukminim1.flixcart.com/image/332/398/jmz7csw0/sandal/3/k/w/2003a-1102-4-cara-mia-black-original-imaf9g62r2sytvbz.jpeg?q=50) <br><strong>DATE | TIME:</strong> Saturday, October 26th, 2019 | Night<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong>&nbsp; Darley Penthouse |<br><strong>CONTENT:</strong> <br><strong>MOOD MUSIC:</strong> <br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Bryson Campbell</td></tr></tbody></table><br><hr>Hayley found herself relieved by Bryson's arrival, more so then she'd care to admit. Not to mention the fact that he might feel out of place as well helped her feel a little less strange. Sure she was still a total oddball, standing there dressed as a disco ball. What was she thinking when picking out this crazy shirt? Her fingers fidgeted with some of the sequins for a moment as Bryson spoke. "Well, at least I'm not alone in feeling like odd here," Hayley spoke with a smile coming to her delicately painted lips as Bryson nudged her gently.<br><br>"It really does have an eerie touch to it," she took a deep breath and realized that things just seemed awkward at the moment. But Hayley knew that it was because she felt so very tense and out of place. Normally she and Bryson got along great, he was one of the few people she could honestly let her guard down with and talk about...almost anything. "I don't think anyone knows the place, who knows how wonky things may get with space bending charms come into play. I'm almost tempted to explore...almost." she laughed lightly and reached up to push her hair back behind her ears.<br><br>A drink, Hayley thought about and wondered if Bryson meant alcohol or not. In truth, it would probably loosen her up, and it really wouldn't take much. When it came to that sort of thing Hayley was the definitions of a cheap date. She certainly didn't want to make a fool of herself. But she didn't want to just end up the stiff wall display all night either. "No, I haven't had a chance to get a drink yet. Just got here and I honestly didn't know where to start things off." Hayley nibbled her lower lip for a moment, "I'm game for a drink if you are. And then maybe we can explore a bit? That is if you want, I don't want to keep you from anything or anyone." Hayley suggested but quickly gave Bryson an out that he could easily take.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Hogwarts: A New Beginning [Darley Penthouse]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Swashbuckler</strong> on <strong>07-04-2019, 03:50:41</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://www.teenidols4you.com/blink/Actors/tom-holland/tom-holland-1506038045.jpg)</div><div class="floatright">(https://vignette.wikia.nocookie.net/harrypotter/images/a/ae/Hogwartscrest.png/revision/latest?cb=20110806202805)</div><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><strong>NAME:</strong> Corey Dwyer (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=299655.msg14675375#msg14675375)<br><strong>HOUSE | YEAR:</strong> Gryffindor, 5th year<br><strong>BLOOD STATUS:</strong> Halfblood<br><strong>WAND:</strong> 10inches, Sycamore, Dragon Heartstring<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> This instead (https://media.discordapp.net/attachments/434033016172707842/555916412598747155/tumblr_pan8p5Y6xs1x7tz9zo9_250.png?width=221&amp;height=300)<br><strong>DATE | TIME:</strong> Sturday, October 26th, early evening<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Corey's Dorm<br><strong>CONTENT:</strong> Leaving for the party<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Grace</td></tr></tbody></table><br><br><hr><br><div align="center">Continued from Here... (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=299875.msg14799563#msg14799563)</div><br>Arriving at the..party he supposed was the right word, but something of their surroundings made that seem like not enough, Corey goggled at it all.&nbsp; “How much did this bloody cost?!” He asked no one in particular, even though Grace was right beside him.&nbsp; Speaking of, he turned to her with wide eyes.&nbsp; “Hell, thanks for making me change.&nbsp; I’d hadn’t a ruddy clue.”<br><br>Turning back to the party, Corey made a beeline for the door, holding it open for Grace and her confections, ending up instantly bathed in a lurid glow.&nbsp; Taking one look at the Dior Decor, he grinned wickedly Grace’s way.&nbsp; “Still think it's a cupcake event?” He trolled.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Hogwarts: A New Beginning [Darley Penthouse]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Swashbuckler</strong> on <strong>07-04-2019, 03:53:41</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://www.rachellsmith.com/home/wp-content/uploads/2017/04/Tom_Hopper_TheRakeMagazine_03-600x771@2x.jpg)</div><div class="floatleft">(https://data.whicdn.com/images/309133743/large.jpg)</div><div class="floatright">(https://i.imgur.com/MbTutcl.png)</div><div class="floatright">(https://vignette.wikia.nocookie.net/harrypotter/images/f/f3/DurmstrangCrest.png/revision/latest?cb=20160112161151)</div><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><strong>NAME:</strong> Aleks Kozlov (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=299655.msg14666185#msg14666185) &amp; Florian Fournier (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=299655.msg14666182#msg14666182)<br><strong>YEAR:</strong> Durmstrang and Beauxbatons 5th years<br><strong>BLOOD STATUS:</strong> Half-blood &amp; Pureblood<br><strong>WAND:</strong> (Alex: 12 inches - Ebony - Dragon Heartstring) &amp; (Florian: 10 ¾ inches, whippy - Walnut - Unicorn Hair)<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> Each as Pictured<br><strong>DATE | TIME:</strong> October 26th, Evening<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Arriving at Darley Penthouse, heading for the bar<br><strong>CONTENT:</strong> Good times...<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Mack (Aleks staying) - Florian heading towards dance floor - Splitting off and OPEN<br><strong>MENTIONING:</strong></td></tr></tbody></table><br><br><hr>Florian, for one, was finding the current ratio of lovely men to men to be entirely pleasing.&nbsp; Not one for mathematics, even he was having no trouble noting that for every male within his sight like, there seemed to be quite a very tasty girls, of all different national flavors.&nbsp; It was quite enough to make a Frenchman forget about the shots flying about, which he promptly did, setting his glass down on the bar, just as their hostess approached them.&nbsp; How utterly conveniently they did things here!&nbsp; <br><br>All but ready to leap in and bury the poor girl in an avalanche of the ol Florian charm, he was quite sudden brought up short but the stunning event of Aleks beating him to the punch.&nbsp; More surprisingly, he did as good if not better job than Florian himself would have managed, leaving the French student flabbergasted long enough to Dior to flit away as fast as she had appeared.&nbsp; “Clearly this country has me off my usual performance, and even more so, it clearly agrees with you!&nbsp; Speaking of which…”&nbsp; Florian finally managed, noting the approach of a scantily clad redhead, a skill for which he was well suited.<br><br>At Mack’s entrance, Florian barked out a pleased laugh.&nbsp; This was far more in keeping with what he had expected from his large, sincere and shy friend.&nbsp; Aleks on the other hand, was completely scandalized.&nbsp; “I was no such thing!” He replied in loud shock, his eyes comically wide at first from that emotion, and secondly as her robe shifted and he noted the amount of Mack available to his eyes.&nbsp; “If anything I was surprised.&nbsp; You talk so large, but are so very tiny.&nbsp; You, you look lovely by the way” Aleks stammered.<br><br>That response finished off the mystery on who this redhead might be, Aleks already having debriefed him on having met his pen pal at last, and grinning evilly Florian inserted himself smoothly, holding out his hand in greeting.&nbsp; “Well, I’m glad that comment isn’t leveled at me for once, although we are all tiny in his presence.&nbsp; Florian Fournier, a pleasure to meet you.” He said, keeping his handshake as chaste as he could, lest his giant friend crush him on principle.<br><br>For all of his own lack of principles though, Florian would be dead in the ground before he would ever be accused of cockblocking, or even the semblance of it.&nbsp; “I was just telling Aleks here how I was going to head off in search of something more appealing to drink than these kerosene shots.&nbsp; If you’ll excuse me, I’ll leave him in your capable hands.” Florian grinned, just managing not to waggle his brows at that.&nbsp; Ignoring his friends frantic look, Florian eyed the bar, noting Ria talking with the blond from before and now another lovely redhead. Three girls. Deciding it was too easy to overplay one’s hand in a situation like that, Florian instead made his way over towards the dance floor for some shameless observation.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Hogwarts: A New Beginning [Darley Penthouse]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Amarlo</strong> on <strong>07-04-2019, 11:23:20</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/ja4gab6.jpg)</div><div class="floatright">(https://vignette.wikia.nocookie.net/harrypotter/images/a/ae/Hogwartscrest.png/revision/latest?cb=20110806202805)</div><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><strong>NAME:</strong> <strong>Dyani Hawthorne</strong> (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=299655.msg14685893#msg14685893)<br><strong>HOUSE | YEAR:</strong> Slytherin | 3rd<br><strong>BLOOD STATUS:</strong> Pure<br><strong>WAND:</strong> Ash | Rougarou | 9 ½ inches | Crooked and Firm<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> Just a lil somethan' (https://i.imgur.com/mk4pGXl.jpg)<br><strong>DATE | TIME:</strong> Saturday, October 26th, 2019 | Night<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Darley Penthouse | Lost<br><strong>CONTENT:</strong> I'm just going to assume they're talking in German at this point. Asking the hard questions.<br><strong>MOOD MUSIC:</strong> Like lovers do (https://youtu.be/s5rtxcogEsU)<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Aaren, Open | <strong>Mentioning:</strong> Konstantin, Loveday</td></tr></tbody></table><br><hr>It seemed Aaren was surprised by her comment, <i>both</i> of them. Although the latter seemed to have left him significantly more unarmed. For that Dyani could not help but smile apologetically. Perhaps it was none of her business. Perhaps he owed her nothing, but if she was about to bare her heart out upon her sleeve some part of her felt she <i>deserved</i> to know. Still, she was surprised he even bothered to answer her. Suddenly those butterflies began to return, and she began to feel somewhat sheepish. <br><br>His answer was more than adequate. <i>Surprising</i>, even. There was a level of honesty there she had no been fully prepared for, and yet she found herself blushing mildly at his confession. Men were not so honest and open about such subjects were anyone. There had to be <i>something</i> there. A spark of hope, at least.&nbsp; Although she did find it strange to learn Nadia was so casual about them. With how stubbornly she bucked back against her, Dyani had thought something more was involved. It irked her to learn otherwise. <br><br>Suddenly she didn't feel so guilty for tormenting her. <br><br>"I'm sorry. That must have been difficult for you." She found herself frowning as she settled in beside him, leaning against one of the balcony's railings. It was strange to hear he had struggled. Somehow she expected to be happier, to be <i>pleased</i> that he and Nadia ended so roughly. In the end it only left a bitter taste on her tongue. "Women can be terribly deceptive creatures."<br><br><i>What about you? What are your feelings for Konstantin now?</i><br><br>At that Dyani actually laughed, although it held no real warmth. "<i>Complicated.</i>" She replied easily, knowing it might take an essay for her to fully describe such a thing. Dyani might have even left it at that, she had so many times before... but somehow she felt obligated to delve further. His honesty and self-reflection touched her, it was only fair she returned the favor. "In truth, I asked myself the same thing for many, many years." Her gaze traveled out onto the horizon, lost someplace past the stars twinkling and the harvest moon. "I grew up with him, you know." She offered him a solemn, yet brief, smile. <br><br>"Back when we were kids he was so different..." Gentler, even if already tainted by his mother's insanity. "He often took care of me, protected me." Dyani's fingers toyed at one another as she lost herself to the realms of her vivid memory. "I felt like I owed something to him. He was important to me, and I struggled to understand why my feelings for him were so mixed." The blonde exhaled a sigh, still a bit ashamed of herself even now. It was getting harder and harder to tell what she felt more guilty over these days. <br><br>"But I realized something." Pale greens lifted, locking with his own coffee hues. "Two years ago I realized that, while I loved him and probably always would, I was not <i>in</i> love with him - and there was a definite difference." Dyani smiled meekly, hoping he might understand. "The moment that thought popped into my head it was as though someone had lifted an elephant off of my chest." She laughed softly, strangely relieved to have finally admitted it to someone out loud. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Hogwarts: A New Beginning [Darley Penthouse]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mellific</strong> on <strong>07-04-2019, 22:55:22</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/7/78/Grace_Close_Up_Party.jpg)</div><div class="floatright">(https://vignette.wikia.nocookie.net/harrypotter/images/a/ae/Hogwartscrest.png/revision/latest?cb=20110806202805)</div><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><strong>NAME:</strong> Grace Carter (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=299655.msg14674643#msg14674643)<br><strong>HOUSE | YEAR:</strong> Gryffindor | Fifth<br><strong>BLOOD STATUS:</strong> Muggleborn (?)<br><strong>WAND:</strong> 9 ½ inch | Pear | Unicorn Hair<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> This outfit (https://fayebelinexo.com/wp-content/uploads/2015/04/photo-27-10-2014-14-24-40.jpg)<br><strong>DATE | TIME:</strong> Saturday, 26th October, 2019 | Early evening<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Darley Penthouse <br><strong>CONTENT:</strong> P A R T. Y? Cuz I gotta.<br><strong>MOOD MUSIC:</strong> Ke$ha - Take it Off (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=RpFMuBHxGWs)<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Corey</td></tr></tbody></table><br><hr><br>Grace felt her face flush ever so slightly at Corey’s remark about her endless cupcakes. She was about to elbow him in the side for trolling her, but then she took in the sight of his genuine expression and realized he wasn’t taking the piss out on her. But then he mentioned the bit about a jello shot and becoming Dior’s best friend. This time, she really did elbow him straight in the side. <br><br>“If you’re not careful I’ll make you do a jello shot at that party.” She warned.<br><br>Once they arrived, Corey took in the sight of their very red surroundings and let his thoughts spill right out of his mouth. Grace couldn’t help being in a bit of shock as well, though. “Honestly,” she murmured back to Corey, keeping her voice quite low, just in case. They stepped further inside and gaped all the way, looking like two lost deer crossing the busy road.<br><br>“That’s what I’m here for,” Grace chimed in after Corey thanked her. “Not that I knew we’d be attending a night club dipped in blood.” She stepped over to a nearby end table and set her tray of cupcakes down there. She looked down at them, worrying over her lower lip as she considered how lame her cupcakes may have actually been. After all, they weren’t kids anymore. This wasn’t a birthday party. <br><br>Perhaps Corey was right and she should have included some alcohol in her treats. Fretting over her snacks, Grace took the lid off and set it down behind the display, tilting her head down to examine it. It was as if Corey read her mind next moment when he mentioned the very thing that she had been pondering. <br><br>“Oh, bollocks. Should we take them back to the dorm? Maybe I should set them down in the common room instead,” Grace tried, sighing out exasperatedly. “Or maybe I should come back with new cupcakes that fit this… bloody red theme.” She looked around as she said it, then glanced back at Corey, clearly on the verge of spiraling. “What do you think?” 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Hogwarts: A New Beginning [Darley Penthouse]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mellific</strong> on <strong>08-04-2019, 15:56:59</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://i.pinimg.com/736x/11/ec/30/11ec305ad14e9fc040705b1cf3b0285b.jpg)</div><div class="floatright">(https://vignette.wikia.nocookie.net/harrypotter/images/f/f3/DurmstrangCrest.png/revision/latest?cb=20160112161151)</div><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><strong>NAME:</strong> Aaren Sandstrom (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=299655.msg14658128#msg14658128)<br><strong>YEAR:</strong> Fifth<br><strong>BLOOD STATUS:</strong> Half-blood<br><strong>WAND:</strong> 12 inch | Redwood | Dragon Heartstring <br><strong>WEARING:</strong> This outfit, without sunglasses (http://cdn01.cdn.justjaredjr.com/wp-content/uploads/2015/11/gregg-fitness/gregg-sulkin-fitness-inspiration-faking-set-05.jpg)<br><strong>DATE | TIME:</strong> Saturday, October 26th, 2019 | Night<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Darley Penthouse | Lost<br><strong>CONTENT:</strong> Open heart, open mind, never know who you'll find...<br><strong>MOOD MUSIC:</strong> DNCE - Kissing Strangers (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wzZWXrlDj-A)<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Dyani</td></tr></tbody></table><br><hr><br>Aaren shook his head subtly at Dyani’s apology over what he had gone through romantically so many years prior. “It’s fine. Don’t be.” His shoulders shrugged as his thoughts strayed on that avenue of his life a little longer. “It was a long time ago.” It was so long ago that he was a little embarrassed to discover that the apparent rumor going around was that Aaren actually still loved her. He knew he had been actively avoiding the necessity to move on with his romantic life, but he supposed he didn’t realize it had been quite as long as it had. <br><br>Somehow, time seemed to move quicker than he realized. It had gotten away from him.<br><br>By the time Dyani mentioned that some women were awfully deceptive, Aaren was only too ready to move on from that conversation. Maybe he was in denial, but he didn’t want to think of Nadia that way. Now that she was conversing with him so openly, he didn’t want to think of Dyani that way, either. The thought that she could have been doing all of this just to pull some enormous prank on him had existed in the very back of his mind, but he shooed it away quickly. <br><br>He hoped he wasn’t wrong about what his intuition was telling him. <br><br>Dyani answered with an honest, cold laugh. It was complicated with her and Konstantin. Admittedly, it wasn’t exactly what Aaren had hoped to hear. But, he nodded just the same. When her gaze found the horizon in the distance, Aaren’s followed. He leaned against the balcony and remained beside her, listening as she reflected on how she and the twat had grown up together. “I’m sure he was quite different way back then.” Aaren felt himself smiling slightly, despite the sad story Dyani was sharing. <br><br>Her mint gaze turned and found his chestnut stare. She confessed that while she had a love for him, she was not in love with him. Aaren nodded when she suggested there was a difference. “He’ll hold a piece of your heart but he doesn’t own the whole thing,” he surmised, able to relate to such a phrase because he felt similarly about Nadia. When she finished by expressing her enormous relief - enough to weigh an elephant’s ton - Aaren joined in with her laughter. “I’m glad to hear that. And, even though it might be hard to realize this now, you don’t owe him anything.” <br><br>Aaren turned to face Dyani, then. “He was different then, and so were you.” His hand reached out slowly to caress her cheek gently, his dark eyes passionately taking in every detail of her face. “But now, you get to choose who claims the rest of your heart.” His fingers lingered on her cheek, even after lining her jaw with the tips of those digits. “And I know it’s scary to do that. But maybe it doesn’t have to be. Maybe you can find someone who’s in the same boat, and looking for someone to give their heart to, as well.” <br><br>Then, he pulled his hand away, as if he had just realized how profoundly intimate he was being with her. It felt a bit too soon, didn't it? Not wanting to freak her out any more than he may have already, Aaren turned to regard the view from the balcony again, feeling a bit overwhelmed by all the red. After a lull passed by over them, he chuckled. "I knew I should have chosen a different shirt. I feel like I blend in to the theme of this party," he joked, glancing around. "What is the theme, anyway?" He questioned, attempting to lighten the tone.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Hogwarts: A New Beginning [Darley Penthouse]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Malrunar</strong> on <strong>08-04-2019, 19:42:25</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/51FjDMC.jpg)</div><div class="floatright">(https://i.imgur.com/A5xScp0.png)</div><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><br><strong>NAME:</strong> Evelyn “Eevee” St. Claire (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=299655.msg14750198#msg14750198)<br><strong>HOUSE | YEAR:</strong> Ravenclaw, Fifth<br><strong>BLOOD STATUS:</strong> Muggle Born<br><strong>WAND:</strong>[/b] 10 ⅕ inches | Larch | White River Monster Spine (https://i.imgur.com/eU3N2Ee.jpg)<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> This number right here! (https://i.imgur.com/tdJZVtG.jpg)<br><strong>DATE | TIME:</strong> October 26th, Evening<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Darley Penthouse | Side room<br><strong>CONTENT:</strong> Hangover cures and conversation.<br><strong>MOOD MUSIC:</strong> Switch -Will Smith (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=uzUozo1628U)<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong>Daniel, Open<br><strong>MENTIONING:</strong> Dior, Addison, Aleks and Mackenzie</td></tr></tbody></table><br><hr><br>Eevee waited until Daniel drank the potion before answering his questions: just a pop of the vial and down the hatch it went, an unpleasant tasting concoction that would soon erase all the dislike and doubt he might have had towards it. It took her and the others almost a year to perfect, and while there had never been any negative side effects, they all agreed that this was the perfect balance for the formula. It was just a shame that they couldn’t mask the flavor. Or, then again… maybe that was for the best, otherwise, people would be all too eager to drink the potion and binge all over again.<br><br>Mack had tried, once. “For science!” It had been a hilarious disaster.<br><br>“It varies. Some people are back to good in five minutes, others, within an hour. It’s easier with beer and liquor than drugs, but that’s why we’ve added the bezoar in there.” Her nose wrinkled as she looked over at Daniel. Eevee wasn’t a prude, but she had never seen the allure of taking drugs. “Dior throws good parties, but what I like the most about these shindigs is that we’ve been able to create a safe place.” Evelynn flashed a wide, toothy smile. “I understand the need to cut loose. College, life, family, whatever. Life can be hard. Here, people can be a little stupid but not have to worry about spending the week in the infirmary. Or worse, getting kicked out of school. But they also know that there are strict rules and repercussions. No drugging people against their consent- this includes love potions. No fighting. People can prance around like peacocks all they want but that’s it. And, of course, ‘no’ means ‘no’.”<br><br>Eevee watched the crowd, watched the dancers, watched the people standing around the bar. “For the most part, things go smoothly. Couple of years ago, though, someone tried to slip a love potion in Dior’s drink, but Mackenzie caught it.” Evelynn pointed across the room to the bar, where the red-haired woman stood with a giant of a man from one of the other schools. “She’s a bit of a scrapper. Punched the guy out right there. She and Dior have been friends since. When Addison and I heard what happened, we decided to prevent things like that from happening again. So; we made that potion and keep an eye out.”<br><br>She shrugged her shoulders again and took the empty bottle from his hands, slipping it back into her little bag. “Addison and I help take care of the people stumbling around the floor. Mack is the muscle because drugs and alcohol can really change a person and sometimes people just let themselves go <em>too</em> far.”<br><br>And with that essay, she half expected to see Daniel asleep. “How are you feeling so far? Need anything?”<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Hogwarts: A New Beginning [Darley Penthouse]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Malrunar</strong> on <strong>08-04-2019, 20:43:08</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/jjdYHyu.jpg)</div><div class="floatright">(https://i.imgur.com/yuExVFv.png)</div><br><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><strong>NAME:</strong> Mackenzie “Mack” O’Hare (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=299655.msg14674148#msg14674148)<br><strong>YEAR:</strong> Fifth, Gryffindor<br><strong>BLOOD STATUS:</strong> Half-Blood<br><strong>WAND:</strong> Beech / 12” / Horned Serpent Horn (https://i.imgur.com/xVVNflt.jpg)<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> This right hurr (https://i.imgur.com/KBN0flw.jpg) with these bitch-shoes (https://i.imgur.com/IOCSl4A.jpg). Also also: this necklace (https://i.imgur.com/2Sj41ap.jpg) from Aleks.<br><strong>DATE | TIME:</strong> 26th October, Evening<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Darley Penthouse -- Bar<br><strong>CONTENT:</strong> Time to put on the charm...<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Aleks, Florian<br><strong>MENTIONING:</strong> Addison, Cai</td></tr></tbody></table><br><hr><br>Mackenzie shook Florian’s hand with only a slight increase to the crookedness of her smile. She hadn’t a clue who this man was, but she liked the familiar air he had with Aleks and it told her well enough that they were good friends. But not from school, clearly. “Cheating on me with pen pals, Aleks?” Her brow quirked high on her face, but it was evident that the woman simply wanted to watch the taller man squirm. Teasing him was too easy, and his reactions were too fun to pass up.<br><br>But he was a dear, wasn’t he? Complementing her as if she were some Cinderella at a gala. It made her stomach flutter and all of the stress and effort put into her appearance worth the hassle. Mackenzie wasn’t the type of girl who dolled up often but if doing so made him stammer like that, then… Well. She and Grace were going to have to have another girl’s night and go through her wardrobe for hopeful options. Maybe even -the horror!- some shopping.<br><br>She wondered if Aleks would enjoy lacy panties or no underthings at all. She would have to ask him.<br><br>“And don’t you look quite dapper?” Mackenzie stepped in closer to Aleks, reaching up to lay flat his collar and smooth out the crisp white shirt beneath it. She hadn’t been able to resist the desire to touch him, but she also wanted to see how he might react when she was in such close proximity. Would he notice the faint traces of perfume? The little lace details of her top? Or the necklace he had made her on its slender chain around her neck? It dangled as a centerpiece between her breasts. Mackenzie was too petite, too wiry and leanly muscled to have an impressive display of cleavage at her disposal, but she was more than willing to work with what she had. Besides, she knew the heels she wore made her legs dangerous quite dangerous and with the borrowed clothes from Dior, she was feeling herself tonight.<br><br>Or was that the champagne?<br><br>“Can I get a Sazerac?” She ordered from the woman behind the bar; a familiar face that worked behind the scenes at all of Dior’s party’s. It took her only a moment before the amber liquid was scooted across the counter. She plucked it up and lifted it to her lips soon after cheering it in Aleks’ direction.<br><br>A little whiskey, the chaser of anise, and a sweet finish from the honey. It was a drink made for sipping, she had no intention of losing control of herself tonight. “Why don’t we go somewhere a little quieter?” She wrapped her fingers around his wrist, giving him time to grab his beer before she led him with their drinks away from the chaos of too many bodies in an enclosed space.<br><br>Mackenzie wasn’t in any rush, her long legs carried them with an easy stride that even the tall savage that was Aleks could match without clipping her heels. And she didn’t release his wrist, even as they worked their way through a thicker group of people on the edge of the dance floor. Those who knew Mackenzie stepped out of her way. Those who didn’t know shuffled out of the way of the larger man in her wake. Addison, somewhere in the mix of the crowd with her arms draped around Cai, blew a kiss at Mack and was rewarded with a wink.<br><br>Their destination was a smaller room off to the side and down a short hall. Inside were posh couches, comfortable chairs and more mellow lighting that was easier on the eyes. No one else had wandered in here, yet. But with the numerous halls and doors and private alcoves, she didn’t expect they’d be interrupted, either.<br><br>Liquid courage. She took a sip of her drink and released Alek’s wrist. Even the music was less intrusive and so now they wouldn’t have to shout to be heard. “You’re a bold man, wearing a suit like that. Now I’ll have a line winding around the school of people I’ll need to duel for oggling you so hard. I didn’t realize you were going to make me work for it so hard.” Was she making a jest? Mackenzie took a seat, letting him pick his roost while hoping it was on the sofa next to her. “You’re an absolute tease.”
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				Title: <strong>Re: Hogwarts: A New Beginning [Darley Penthouse]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Malrunar</strong> on <strong>08-04-2019, 22:20:59</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/0OlFgMX.jpg)</div><div class="floatright">(https://i.imgur.com/A5xScp0.png)</div><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><br><strong>NAME:</strong> Addison Snow (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=299655.msg14660328#msg14660328)<br><strong>HOUSE | YEAR:</strong> Hufflepuff, Seventh<br><strong>BLOOD STATUS:</strong> Pureblood<br><strong>WAND:</strong> 11 ¼ inches / Dogwood / White River Monster Spine / Surprisingly Swishy and Flexible (https://i.imgur.com/ZLtC9NW.jpg)<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> This right here! (https://i.imgur.com/hLbQJgm.jpg)<br><strong>DATE | TIME:</strong> October 26th, Evening<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Darley Penthouse --Dining Room<br><strong>CONTENT:</strong> Groovin’ and movin’. <br><strong>MOOD MUSIC:</strong> Love It If We Made It (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1Wl1B7DPegc)<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Cai, Loveday, Eliza, Open</td></tr></tbody></table><br><hr><br>By the time her thighs were screaming, her lungs were aching and sweat glistened on every visible inch of her body, Addison finally decided that it was time to throw in the towel and get some more drinks. She had lost Loveday somewhere in the pulsing music and bumping bodies, but with a good grip on Cai’s hand, she managed to keep the Ravenclaw snared tight. It took a little work to get through everyone, but upon seeing that the bar was already quite crowded, she steered them away from the booze and to the dining room. It looked a lot quieter and she was famished.<br><br>The Icelandic woman collapsed in a chair at the moment they reached a free table, her grin stretched out from ear to ear. She had to pluck up a small folded menu to use as a fan. She was sweating. “You must be overheating in that suit,” Or maybe it was the alcohol she had consumed beforehand? Her buzz was humming, that wonderful, elated feeling of having less cares than what she started with that evening. Desperately, like so many others around them, she had wanted to work out her stress through the music and some libations towards her troubles. And it had worked. She never overindulged, but she hadn’t been this buzzed in quite some time.<br><br>Luckily, her words weren’t slurring, but her accent seemed thicker and huskier than it already was. “Dior really outdid herself this time. This place looks amazing -and absolutely creepy. If people weren’t lining up outside the door when I got here, I probably would have waited for you outside.”<br><br>A familiar woman who never spoke approached their seat. Addison ordered another glass of champagne, and ice water to accompany it. The server looked at Cai for his request next and then sauntered off without a sound.<br><br>“Creepy, how she does that.” Addison voiced, then bit into a roll that had magically appeared on the plate. Much like meals at Hogwarts, plates seemed to summon food without question at these parties. Addison drank half of her glass of water before speaking again. “I’m glad you made it.”<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Hogwarts: A New Beginning [Darley Penthouse]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mellific</strong> on <strong>09-04-2019, 08:17:23</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://socialitelife.com/wp-content/uploads/2018/12/xserrano9_1517085662.jpg)</div><div class="floatright">(https://i.imgur.com/MbTutcl.png)</div><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><strong>NAME:</strong> Daniel Delgado (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=299655.msg14674292#msg14674292)<br><strong>YEAR:</strong> Sixth<br><strong>BLOOD STATUS:</strong> Halfblood<br><strong>WAND:</strong> 11 inch | Rowan | Dragon Heartstring <br><strong>WEARING:</strong> This outfit (https://www.thefashionisto.com/wp-content/uploads/2014/11/Xavier-Serrano-Icon-Fashion-Editorial-001.jpg)<br><strong>DATE | TIME:</strong> Saturday, 26 October, 2019 | Evening<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Darley penthouse <br><strong>CONTENT:</strong> Toasty~<br><strong>MOOD MUSIC:</strong> Skrillex - Reptile (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DpS7nCweYZI)<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Eevee | Open</td></tr></tbody></table><br><hr><br>Though he should have known to wait until after he heard what the potion consisted of, Daniel took a chance on the blonde American sitting next to him and gulped it down. He had to take her word for it that this potion would work the way it was supposed to work and cure his drunken stupor. Eevee explained that different people experienced results at different times, but either way, it sounded like the potion was supposed to help him come out of his inebriated state.<br><br>He might even manage to get away without puking all over his outfit or the expensive furniture.<br><br>She mentioned that the cures were easier on alcohol than hard drugs and Daniel shook his head in response as if to silently echo her inner thoughts about the hard stuff. He had never dabbled in drugs rougher than weed and even that he had a negative experience with, which made him vow to never try it again. Eevee explained that she didn’t judge others for their choices in life and Dior’s parties were known for getting out of hand.<br><br>Daniel had a hard time following after that. Safe spaces were mentioned and he gave the blonde a look of confusion. Was she preparing to give him a speech about why he should respect the sanctity of safe spaces? Because he would have never questioned such a thing. Then again, when drunk, he supposed he wouldn’t have had the sense to put those things together. <br><br>Daniel listened to her story about how she and some friends had created the concoction he had just drank, for the purpose of fixing people up who didn’t know their limits. “Well, thanks for keeping an eye out for me.” He smiled at her, already beginning to feel the effects of his fog clearing. It was slow going, but it was beginning to happen. When she inquired about him, Daniel nodded. “I’m getting better, I think. Maybe it’s just a placebo effect initially. But I do feel a bit more clear-headed. And thirsty.” He swallowed hard. “Is there any water nearby?” <br><br>He gave her an apologetic look. “I’m sorry you have to look out for me. I’ll probably be fine. I’d hate to ruin your fun at the party.” Daniel attempted, hoping that he could still salvage Eevee’s night, at the very least. A hand went through his hair and worked some of his locks backward, wiping up some sweat in the interim. “I must look like a right mess.” He chuckled faintly, flashing her another apologetic smile. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Hogwarts: A New Beginning [Darley Penthouse]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Amarlo</strong> on <strong>09-04-2019, 09:17:54</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://i.pinimg.com/564x/6d/66/02/6d660205ba13c0e9fe617a98c262f58b.jpg?b=t)</div><div class="floatright">(http://SCHOOL CREST URL)</div><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><strong>NAME:</strong> Lydia Callaghan (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=299655.msg14759823#msg14759823)<br><strong>HOUSE | YEAR:</strong> Ravenclaw | 4th<br><strong>BLOOD STATUS:</strong> Muggle born, presumably<br><strong>WAND:</strong> 10 2/3rds | Supple | Rowan | Horned Serpent<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> A casual delight (https://i.pinimg.com/564x/ff/d7/cb/ffd7cb07ed1cc0ca66cfbed86e2ad0bb.jpg)<br><strong>DATE | TIME:</strong> October 26th | Also fashionably late<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Darley Penthouse | Main Hall<br><strong>CONTENT:</strong> Party time! <br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Joey <strong>Mentioning:</strong> --</td></tr></tbody></table><br><hr>"Alrigh', alrigh'! Ye pecked me up. Now put me down!" The girl practically squeaked, still smacking at his shoulder. It seemed whatever he was trying to say there had completely gone over the woman's head, and somehow that was so like her. Lydia had always been one of those silly people that took everything so literally. Although, to be fair, in this instance he quite literally was <i>picking her up</i>, and spinning with her! So, could you hardly blame her? <br><br>When he finally allowed her access to the floor again, the woman immediately pounded a single chastising fist over his chest and jumped back just out of his reach with the most indignant pout on her face. Even if it was half-hearted. "Joey Kingston, ye bollix!" She shot back at him, even going so far as to shake a fist at him. "Yer lucky yer cute or ye'd be fixin' fer a thumpin'!" She huffed. Which was perhaps a bit comical seeing as the one making threats was a good foot shorter and about&nbsp; 50 pounds lighter <i>at least</i>. Then again, when you lived among wizards and witches, size just seemed to make you a bigger target.<br><br>"I don'." The woman exhaled yet another huff and folded her arms along her abdomen, blowing a tuft of pink hair from her face. "Drenkin' alone is fer de old and sad." Those days were <i>looong</i> behind her. She spent most of her time perfecting her art these days - trying to convince herself that missing out on all the fun was simply for the better. "Surprise me." She squinted back at him with lighthearted suspicion and she made her way towards the bar he'd gestured. Lydia eyed him like that the entire way, and even if she tried to keep a straight face is was more than clear she was struggling to keep a smile at bay. It was all a part of the fun, after all. She missed teasing him. She missed being tormented by him. She missed having him near... <br><br>"How 'bout you? Still willin' ta suck down anythin' ye can git yer 'ands on?" She smirked, remembering the old days like they were just yesterday. Then again, he wasn't the only one that had been like that. Underaged as the lot of them were, most of them were just glad to get their hands on some alcohol in general. Whatever got them good and sloshed was their favorite drink for the night. "Or 'ave ye acquired a taste fer somethin' better?" Woah... Wait, why did this suddenly feel like a metaphor?
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				Title: <strong>Re: Hogwarts: A New Beginning [Darley Penthouse]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Malrunar</strong> on <strong>09-04-2019, 19:51:56</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/51FjDMC.jpg)</div><div class="floatright">(https://i.imgur.com/A5xScp0.png)</div><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><br><strong>NAME:</strong> Evelyn “Eevee” St. Claire (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=299655.msg14750198#msg14750198)<br><strong>HOUSE | YEAR:</strong> Ravenclaw, Fifth<br><strong>BLOOD STATUS:</strong> Muggle Born<br><strong>WAND:</strong>[/b] 10 ⅕ inches | Larch | White River Monster Spine (https://i.imgur.com/eU3N2Ee.jpg)<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> This number right here! (https://i.imgur.com/tdJZVtG.jpg)<br><strong>DATE | TIME:</strong> October 26th, Evening<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Darley Penthouse | Side room<br><strong>CONTENT:</strong> H2O and small talk.<br><strong>MOOD MUSIC:</strong> Switch -Will Smith (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=uzUozo1628U)<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong>Daniel, Open<br><strong>MENTIONING:</strong> N/A</td></tr></tbody></table><br><hr><br>Her smile was genuine. Sure, sometimes she felt more like a chaperone than a fellow student looking to let off a little steam but Evelyn was okay with that. She still socialized, she still danced, she still had a good time. And it was moments like these she really enjoyed, seeing people coming out of a miserable state to one filled with more clarity. Daniel was a nice man, she found his accent soothing and rich where it needed to be and his person easy to get comfortable with. Bonus points were always rewarded toward those who weren’t being a creeper, and he was no creeper.<br><br>“No need to be sorry, no one has a wand against me, forcing me to act. I do this because I want to. I like helping. It’s what I do.” Between various clubs within the school, volunteer work during the summer and this, well… Evelyn was used to it. Sometimes it was just easier for her to stay constantly busy, to stay useful so she wouldn’t feel useless. “And you’re quite dashing. You’re still getting ogled by several ladies. Give it a few minutes longer to stop the head pounding and spins, and you’ll see all those pretty lashes batting in your direction!”<br><br>She stood back to her feet. “I’ll get you some water, should only be a moment.”<br><br>Evelyn headed back down the little hall she initially came from, snatching two sealed bottled waters from the table and returned with the cold beverages. She wasn’t nearly as warm as she had been from dancing earlier, but the number of bodies now stuffed in the room made the air stuffy. After handing one over to the Beauxbaton student, she settled with rolling the second between her palms and reclaimed her prior seat. “So… I gotta ask.” She leaned forward slightly, both hands on the edge of her seat as she turned her head in his direction. “Did you just pre-drink? Not eat enough? You don’t really seem the type to get careless, or to play ‘catch up’ when you hit a party.”<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Hogwarts: A New Beginning [Darley Penthouse]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mellific</strong> on <strong>10-04-2019, 13:47:14</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://socialitelife.com/wp-content/uploads/2018/12/xserrano9_1517085662.jpg)</div><div class="floatright">(https://i.imgur.com/MbTutcl.png)</div><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><strong>NAME:</strong> Daniel Delgado (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=299655.msg14674292#msg14674292)<br><strong>YEAR:</strong> Sixth<br><strong>BLOOD STATUS:</strong> Halfblood<br><strong>WAND:</strong> 11 inch | Rowan | Dragon Heartstring <br><strong>WEARING:</strong> This outfit (https://www.thefashionisto.com/wp-content/uploads/2014/11/Xavier-Serrano-Icon-Fashion-Editorial-001.jpg)<br><strong>DATE | TIME:</strong> Saturday, 26 October, 2019 | Evening<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Darley penthouse <br><strong>CONTENT:</strong> Toasty~<br><strong>MOOD MUSIC:</strong> Skrillex - Reptile (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DpS7nCweYZI)<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Eevee | Open</td></tr></tbody></table><br><hr><br>Eevee was a calming presence. She was motherly, in a way. Attentive and caring, she seemed more interested in ensuring Daniel was alright than returning to the party once more. He chuckled when she reminded him that no one was holding her at wand point, so to speak. “Right you are.” Apparently, she liked to help. “You must be a future healer,” he remarked, without really thinking of it. <br><br>Her retort about how he was dashing despite the curls forming from his sweat made Danny take pause. She had been referring to other girls at the party who were evidently still eyeing him, despite his condition. He cocked a brow at her, the room starting to spin a little less and her soft, mesmerizing features starting to sharpen. “I’m not really interested in them,” he muttered with a shrug. Eevee fetched them waters and returned shortly thereafter. “Merci,” he habitually responded.<br><br>When she sat back down again, it appeared that she had something else weighing on her mind. Daniel glanced at her as he unscrewed the lid of his water, then chugged a bit of it as she asked her question. “Ahh,” he sighed out his appreciation for the cold beverage after gulping it down, then wiped the back of his hand against his lips to catch any droplets left behind. “I guess you could say I’m a bit over indulgent when left to my own devices.” <br><br>He confessed it like a secret, which wasn’t too far from the truth. “I suppose I don’t know my limits yet.” Daniel chuckled and smiled at her sheepishly. “I’d say I hope this doesn’t make you view me differently, but honestly, after this first impression, I wish you would.” He leaned back to take another swig of water, then set the bottle down on the nearest surface. “And what about you? You don’t like to party much?” 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Hogwarts: A New Beginning [Darley Penthouse]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Malrunar</strong> on <strong>10-04-2019, 20:05:29</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/51FjDMC.jpg)</div><div class="floatright">(https://i.imgur.com/A5xScp0.png)</div><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><br><strong>NAME:</strong> Evelyn “Eevee” St. Claire (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=299655.msg14750198#msg14750198)<br><strong>HOUSE | YEAR:</strong> Ravenclaw, Fifth<br><strong>BLOOD STATUS:</strong> Muggle Born<br><strong>WAND:</strong>[/b] 10 ⅕ inches | Larch | White River Monster Spine (https://i.imgur.com/eU3N2Ee.jpg)<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> This number right here! (https://i.imgur.com/tdJZVtG.jpg)<br><strong>DATE | TIME:</strong> October 26th, Evening<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Darley Penthouse | Hall<br><strong>CONTENT:</strong> Conversations<br><strong>MOOD MUSIC:</strong> Switch -Will Smith (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=uzUozo1628U)<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong>Daniel, Open<br><strong>MENTIONING:</strong> N/A</td></tr></tbody></table><br><hr><br>Not in a million years would Evelyn have taken Daniel for a spoiled boy; so far he showed too many manners for that. He also lacked the air of ‘indifference’ most wealthy students possessed, and he wasn’t surrounded by cronies whose single job was to support an overly inflated ego. Polite, handsome, he seemed comfortable in his own skin yet there was something else there she couldn’t quite put her finger on. Whatever this something was, his mention of overindulgence only tickled it further. Like a song she could only half recall playing in her head, that something continued to elude her.<br><br>He was quite sweet. “Healer? Oh no.” She shook her head, waved that thought away and then laughed in a short, abrupt way. The idea was absurd! “I can’t handle the sight of blood. I don’t like seeing people hurt. I am <em>not</em> good in those situations.” Evelyn crossed her legs at the knee, then hooked her elbow on the edge of their seat and turned so that she was facing him more comfortably. “I’d love to work in a library,” she admitted, maybe a little sheepishly. “Maybe a museum somewhere. If not, maybe start one of my own? I think it would be fascinating to have something dedicated to Muggle-born witches and wizards, their places in society, try to help chase off the lingering stigma attached to the ‘breeds’.” She could handle a few drunks, she could take care of vomit. But the idea of having someone’s life in her hands was terrifying. Her skills in clairvoyance already predicted her brother’s death, she wasn’t going to ever place herself in that situation again.<br><br>“ I’m happy with my nose in a book doing research.” She tapped her nose with an index finger. “Ravenclaw, through and through! Leave the action to the heroes, I’m much happier playing a support role.”<br><br>He was a little embarrassed, maybe a little bashful. She couldn’t remember the last time she saw someone look at her in that manner. It was a refreshing change from all the posturing and bravado these parties were flooded with. Evelyn winked at Daniel, reassuring him. “You didn’t puke on me. Or try to grab my boob. Don’t worry, you’re still in my good books.”<br><br>Besides, who was she to judge? It was just good to hear he wasn’t drinking because of nerves. Out of the long list of stories and reasons she had created over a few years, the most common reason someone ended up puking on her shoes was because of a relationship gone wrong. She never enjoyed seeing people go through heartbreak. Unfortunately, there was no real cure for that. “What about you? What do you see yourself doing in a few years after you graduate? Cup in hand, the world at your fingertips… where do you go and what do you do?”<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Hogwarts: A New Beginning [Darley Penthouse]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Totoro</strong> on <strong>11-04-2019, 18:46:15</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://assets.teenvogue.com/photos/5c3fb4eae6787a2d54b09f98/master/w_1600,c_limit/IMG_3207.JPG)</div><div class="floatright">(https://vignette.wikia.nocookie.net/harrypotter/images/a/ae/Hogwartscrest.png/revision/latest?cb=20110806202805)</div><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><strong>NAME:</strong> Joseph 'Joey' Kingston (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=299655.msg14706442#msg14706442)<br><strong>HOUSE | YEAR:</strong> Gryffindor | 5th<br><strong>BLOOD STATUS:</strong> Muggle Born<br><strong>WAND:</strong> 13.5" | Red Oak | Rougarou hair<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> A loose fitting shirt, not fully buttoned, three gold chains and a pair of dark blue jeans.<br><strong>DATE | TIME:</strong> Saturday, 26 October, 2019 | Night<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Darley Penthouse | Main Hall<br><strong>CONTENT:</strong> And we can do this until we pass out<br><strong>MOOD MUSIC:</strong> Tinie Tempah Ft. Labrinth - Pass Out (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=HmXiLTfQFOM)<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong>&nbsp; Lydia</td></tr></tbody></table><br><hr><br>Joey almost laughed when his flirting went over Lydia's head, staying calm and still grinning when she smacked her fist against his chest. It didn't move him in the slightest, and he paid more attention to her calling him cute than her threatening to smack him. He knew it was in jest, as it wasn't uncommon for him to pick her up despite her outbursts he knew she didn't mind it too much, at least when it was him doing it. <br><br>"You ain't alone though." He pointed out quickly when she said it was for the old and sad. Drinking alone wasn't something that held Joey's interest either but he spent enough time at parties to know what he liked to drink. It was hard to remember just how little Lydia had been to parties lately but thinking on it he struggled to remember the last time he'd had a drink with her. At least he could follow up on surprising her. Hopefully she could stomach some strong drinks. <br><br>He smiled the whole way to the bar, placing an arm around her waist as they walked. Again his grip was firm but not aggressive, showing his comfort and confidence without trying to squeeze her. There was a quick shake of his head when she suggested he'd suck down anything he could get his hands on, but he didn't quite reply as he listened to her follow up. A slight smirk flickered over his lips. The suggestion was clear enough, and he was sure even Lydia couldn't have been oblivious to that one. <br><br>"The second." He replied. "Mans used to be good with just any ting, but now I got somethin' better in mind." Joey was all too happy to keep the suggestion game going, playing into her teasing and doing what he could to actively encourage it. As they reached the bar he nodded to the bartender, swiftly ordering. "Two Hennys, please and thanks." He requested, politely enough. Hennessey had become incredibly popular in London in recent years, with the French Cognac both tasting great and being a good way to get drunk. Joey's own buzz had subsided slightly, replaced by the excitement of Lydia being her. "You drink brandy?" He inquired of Lydia, hoping she'd have the stomach for it.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Hogwarts: A New Beginning [Darley Penthouse]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Yarnover</strong> on <strong>12-04-2019, 02:52:02</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/b/b9/936full-douglas-booth.jpg)</div><div class="floatright">(https://vignette.wikia.nocookie.net/harrypotter/images/a/ae/Hogwartscrest.png/revision/latest?cb=20110806202805)</div><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><strong>NAME:</strong> Bryson Campbell (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=299655.msg14761561#msg14761561)<br><strong>HOUSE | YEAR:</strong> Hufflepuff, 4<br><strong>BLOOD STATUS:</strong> halfblood<br><strong>WAND:</strong> 17 inches | Elm |&nbsp; Jakalope Antler<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> Jeans, long-sleeved grey shirt, leather jacket and a fedora for some reason...<br><strong>DATE | TIME:</strong> 26/10/19, night<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Main floor<br><strong>CONTENT:</strong> <br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Hayley</td></tr></tbody></table><br><hr><br>Bry had nodded at her assessment of the place. The obvious use of space-altering magic made him at once curious and wary. His eyes, now seeming a dark brown from the red lighting around him, swept the room appraisingly and then came back to rest upon Hayley's face once again. It was nice to have Hayley at the party, she was a rare honest person in the crimson sea of charlatans.<br><br>"Yeah, me too!" he responded when she said she was unsure of where to start. He motioned toward the couch across the way where he had been laying when she arrived. "I was literally just watching everyone from over there... So, that's a bit weird, I guess." Bryson laughed again then, clearly finding his own silliness just as funny as the strange antics of some of the party-goers. His eyes lingered on the way she played with her bottom lip between her teeth. He didn't realize he had stopped smiling and had begun to stare at her mouth. When she spoke again his eyes shot up to greet hers again, followed by one of his near-constant grins. "Psshh - naw..." He wove his hand dismissively before him. "The only other folk I'm familiar with are teammates and they have more than enough to keep them occupied." Bry pointed out another Quidditch player who was making out in a corner and then rolled his eyes over to hers. "PLEASE keep me from them, I beg of you." He brought his hands before him as if he were praying for a quick moment and then reached out to grab her hand and tug her along. "Come on. What's your choice of beverage?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Hogwarts: A New Beginning [Darley Penthouse]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Amarlo</strong> on <strong>14-04-2019, 00:05:33</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://i.pinimg.com/564x/6d/66/02/6d660205ba13c0e9fe617a98c262f58b.jpg?b=t)</div><div class="floatright">(http://SCHOOL CREST URL)</div><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><strong>NAME:</strong> Lydia Callaghan (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=299655.msg14759823#msg14759823)<br><strong>HOUSE | YEAR:</strong> Ravenclaw | 4th<br><strong>BLOOD STATUS:</strong> Muggle born, presumably<br><strong>WAND:</strong> 10 2/3rds | Supple | Rowan | Horned Serpent<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> A casual delight (https://i.pinimg.com/564x/ff/d7/cb/ffd7cb07ed1cc0ca66cfbed86e2ad0bb.jpg)<br><strong>DATE | TIME:</strong> October 26th | Also fashionably late<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Darley Penthouse | Main Hall<br><strong>CONTENT:</strong> Party time! <br><strong>MOOD MUSIC:</strong> Close To Me (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zAK56w6D04g)<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Joey <strong>Mentioning:</strong> --</td></tr></tbody></table><hr>Somehow his answer to her completely unintentionally metaphorical question had her releasing a breath she hadn't been aware she was holding. Lydia didn't know when she started feeling nervous - she might claim it was when he started spinning her through the air - but something about the night had her feeling tense from the get-go. The night should have been filled with high expectations of merriment and laughter, and yet somehow she could not shake the unease feeling gnawing away at the pit of her stomach. <br><br>Damn near six months and her heart still fluttered from a single smile? "No, I'm not, am I?" She smiled in return, completely aware she was practically tying her own noose. You might think she enjoyed pain, maybe even call her a masochist, because as his arm came around her waist Lydia leaned beneath his shoulder as though it was where she was meant to be - and her heart ached to know otherwise.<br><br>When she'd asked him to surprise her, Lydia honestly expected him to order her some fruity tootie thing like the shit one of his <i>fitty's</i> might order. Instead she found herself pleasantly surprised. Brandy wasn't her first choice, but Hennessy was pretty high on her list of favorites. In the end she was really just surprised he didn't order her a scotch after all the shit he used to give her for 'betraying' her Irish heritage. Just because scotch was her favorite choice didn't make her a traitor, okay? Besides, that was totally stereotyping! Which she always pointed out. <br><br>It was something she still snickered about to this day. <br><br>"I'll drenk anythin' I can get me paws on." The woman winked, completely poking fun at him at this point. "But Brandy is Dandy." She laughed at her own cringe worthy joke. "But if it makes me randy, don' blame me fer tryna jump ye bones." Lydia continued to rhyme and tease, flashing those pearly whites shamelessly even as her cheeks took on a pink so impressive it matched her hair. No one was ever more thankful for a distraction as the tender set their drinks on the counter, and just to make sure she didn't say anything more stupid, Lydia caught up one of the glasses and quickly tossed it back thereafter. Ironic, I know. Who ever thought drinking alcohol would <i>help</i> keep you in line? 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Hogwarts: A New Beginning [Darley Penthouse]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>CurvyKitten</strong> on <strong>14-04-2019, 05:35:15</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://66.media.tumblr.com/d13280ae865127ad855d844c8d94d011/tumblr_mpn3furNfU1rkmjtlo5_500.jpg)</div><div class="floatright">(https://i.imgur.com/yuExVFv.png)</div><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><strong>NAME:</strong> Hayley Alexandria Michelson (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=299655.msg14665439#msg14665439)<br><strong>YEAR:</strong> Hufflepuff / 4th Year<br><strong>BLOOD STATUS:</strong> HALFBLOOD<br><strong>WAND:</strong> 10 in. /Acacia/Thunderbird tail feather<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> this outfit (http://s3cdn-test-lookbooknu.netdna-ssl.com/files/looks/large/2013/01/29/2807686_lookbooka.jpg?1359469505), this jacket (https://images-na.ssl-images-amazon.com/images/I/71bgn7IawYL._UY445_.jpg), these shoes (https://rukminim1.flixcart.com/image/332/398/jmz7csw0/sandal/3/k/w/2003a-1102-4-cara-mia-black-original-imaf9g62r2sytvbz.jpeg?q=50) <br><strong>DATE | TIME:</strong> Saturday, October 26th, 2019 | Night<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong>&nbsp; Darley Penthouse |<br><strong>CONTENT:</strong> <br><strong>MOOD MUSIC:</strong> <br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Bryson Campbell</td></tr></tbody></table><br><hr>Hayley already felt a little better by just having Bryson around. Finally opening up and talking with someone and not just standing like a bump on a long really helped. Hayley might have no idea what to really do at a party like this. But maybe she just needed to focus on just being in this moment and not the much bigger picture around her. Maybe somewhere along the way they'd both figure out how this whole party thing was supposed to go. Either that or at least get some fun out of people watching and just hanging out. Hayley had no doubt there were going to be a few interesting moments between at least some of these people before the night was over.<br><br>"No weirder than just standing over here and watching people." she laughed with him and felt a bit of relief washing over her when Bryson assured her he wasn't going anywhere anytime soon. She figured some cute girl might steal him eventually but that was later, now they could have all the fun they wanted. Looking over Hayley blushed ever so lightly as she spotted the couple that Bryson was pointing out. Thankfully Hayley figured that the red hue of the room actually worked in her favor and helped hide that little fact for now.<br><br>Hayley laughed once more, the sound lighter and happier as Bryson playfully begged her for protection. "Well since you asked so nicely I will do my best tonight to protect you from such evils." she nodded firmly and tried to strike a pose, but the humor of the moment got the better of her.<br><br>Hayley followed closely as he chose their path through the party goers and over to the bar. The black sequins of her top shimmered lightly as she moved, "Umm, well I'm not sure what they are serving to be honest," she commented having noticed countless drinks floating around but no real idea how to tell what any of them were. Though the smart money was on them being something alcoholic, "You know me I'm easy," she shrugged and then bit her lip. Thankfully Bryson was not new to her little verbal slips and would know Hayley didn't mean it as dirty as it sounded. "Ahh, I mean I'll have whatever you're having," she said with a bit of concern as someone grabbed up a bubble blue and green brew that had been sat down on the bar beside them. "Just make sure it doesn't turn me into a toad."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Hogwarts: A New Beginning [Darley Penthouse]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>HannibalBarca</strong> on <strong>16-04-2019, 06:22:33</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/d/da/Normal_set14_002.jpg)</div><div class="floatright">(https://i.imgur.com/A5xScp0.png)</div><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><strong>NAME:</strong> Cairon Hildebrondus (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=299655.msg14674976#msg14674976)<br><strong>HOUSE | YEAR:</strong> Ravenclaw, 7th year<br><strong>BLOOD STATUS:</strong> Half-blood<br><strong>WAND:</strong> 10 9/16" | pine | dragon heartstring | inflexible <br><strong>WEARING:</strong> As in picture, suited up for showtime<br><strong>DATE | TIME:</strong> October 26, early evening<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Darley Penthouse<br><strong>CONTENT:</strong> Jumping into the fire<br><strong>MOOD MUSIC:</strong> Keep On Dancing (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rNVmfztMtaw)<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Addison, open</td></tr></tbody></table><br><hr><br>Cai did love to dance, but it was usually alone, or with friends, and rarely in the solitary presence of a woman.&nbsp; With women, he tended to do other things.&nbsp; But he did love the motion, the adrenaline rush, the instinctual nature of it.&nbsp; And Addison was a <em>fantastic </em>partner.&nbsp; After Loveday left, he found it quite pleasing to have her to himself, for her to be his focus, and he hers.<br><br>When he'd just about reached his capacity for frenetic movement to a ravaging beat, Addison grabbed his hand and pulled him off the dance floor, to a convenient table and chairs, where they both took deep breaths...and both were smiling.<br><br><em>“You must be overheating in that suit.”</em><br><br>"I'm a fair bit knackered, yer...you're a right ace dancer, you know?"&nbsp; His eyes were dancing.&nbsp; It was an honest assessment of her, but it didn't hurt that she looked bloody fantastic at that moment, too.&nbsp; He leaned closer to her.&nbsp; "Positively doused.&nbsp; This suit'll need a proper scourgify tomorrow."<br><br>Cai had noticed the slight change in Addison's speech, and behavior.&nbsp; She was a slight woman, and probably found alcohol quicker to affect her.&nbsp; Again, that protective nature in him began to come out...he wasn't going to allow anything untoward to happen to her, not here.&nbsp; She was dealing with some issues, and even if she'd not told him outright what it was, he knew she didn't need any more complications in her lives.<br><br><em>“Dior really outdid herself this time. This place looks amazing -and absolutely creepy. If people weren’t lining up outside the door when I got here, I probably would have waited for you outside.”</em><br><br>He nodded, leaning back a bit, and taking a deep, cleansing breath, unbuttoning his suitcoat.&nbsp; "She's more than a bit creepy herself, to be honest...at least I've always felt so.&nbsp; Not in a Halloween way, either.&nbsp; Eh...maybe that's just my friendship with Derek talking."&nbsp; He reached out and took her hand.&nbsp; "Just stay next to me.&nbsp; I have a feeling you'd do more to protect both of us...but I've got the size, and that counts for something, even in the wizarding world."&nbsp; He gave her a wink.<br><br>The mysterious bartender slid by, and his dance partner ordered.&nbsp; "I'll take a Negroni," Cai motioned with a hand, bringing it down to the table to take one of the tuiles that sat on one of the plates before him.&nbsp; The crisp, thin tube crunched as he bit it, and he considered Addison's last words.&nbsp; "Wouldn't have wanted to be here with anyone else, my favorite Icelander."&nbsp; He pointed the remainder of the tuile at her.&nbsp; "You definitely needed the relaxation, though."&nbsp; He raised his glass.&nbsp; "To a wonderful last year at the greatest school of magic in the world."<br><br><br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Hogwarts: A New Beginning [Darley Penthouse]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mellific</strong> on <strong>16-04-2019, 18:25:00</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://socialitelife.com/wp-content/uploads/2018/12/xserrano9_1517085662.jpg)</div><div class="floatright">(https://i.imgur.com/MbTutcl.png)</div><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><strong>NAME:</strong> Daniel Delgado (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=299655.msg14674292#msg14674292)<br><strong>YEAR:</strong> Sixth<br><strong>BLOOD STATUS:</strong> Halfblood<br><strong>WAND:</strong> 11 inch | Rowan | Dragon Heartstring <br><strong>WEARING:</strong> This outfit (https://www.thefashionisto.com/wp-content/uploads/2014/11/Xavier-Serrano-Icon-Fashion-Editorial-001.jpg)<br><strong>DATE | TIME:</strong> Saturday, 26 October, 2019 | Evening<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Darley penthouse <br><strong>CONTENT:</strong> Toasty~<br><strong>MOOD MUSIC:</strong> Skrillex - Reptile (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DpS7nCweYZI)<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Eevee | Open</td></tr></tbody></table><br><hr><br>Daniel was a bit off with his presumption about Evelyn being on the track to becoming a Healer, someday. Though her natural inclination to help others was prevalent, it apparently stopped short at the sight of blood or the crunch of broken bone. He managed a smile at her confession. Everyone had something that they couldn’t easily stomach. <br><br>She mentioned working in a library, turning to square up to him a bit better. Daniel cocked his head as if trying to picture her in a library or a museum after she suggested that possibility. Either of those career paths did seem much more dignified, albeit boring, than a Healer profession. Eevee declared that she was happy doing research and reading, a true Ravenclaw. <br><br>“Well, then no wonder.” He jokingly replied. If stereotypes were correct, then it was likely that every Ravenclaw wanted to work at a library or a museuem. Daniel chuckled a bit as that reality sunk in for him. Eevee was fitting into the mold of her house rather perfectly. She was probably an idyllic Ravenclaw. <br><br>“Every hero needs a sidekick,” he remarked in turn. Daniel was relieved to hear he didn’t make an idiot out of himself - at least no more than the obvious - during his drunken escapades. “That’s good to know,” he admitted. He took another swig of water, then glanced back at Eevee in time to hear her question. <br><br>Daniel blinked at her, his back slumping as he stretched out his hand to replace his water bottle on the table in front of him. “I’m… not sure.” He confessed, a small breath of a sigh leaving him all at once and deflating his shoulders. “I don’t really have one specific passion that made me know I wanted to do something specific from a young age. Loads of others do, but not me.” <br><br>He shrugged his shoulder. “I guess I’ve just been so focused on completing school and… turning out alright, on my own. You know?” He spaced out for a moment, then stood from the couch. “Sorry, I think I do need to lay down.” Looking around, he felt a little lost. “Where did you say the rooms were, again?” He asked, sheepishly. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Hogwarts: A New Beginning [Darley Penthouse]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Swashbuckler</strong> on <strong>18-04-2019, 17:19:03</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://www.teenidols4you.com/blink/Actors/tom-holland/tom-holland-1506038045.jpg)</div><div class="floatright">(https://vignette.wikia.nocookie.net/harrypotter/images/a/ae/Hogwartscrest.png/revision/latest?cb=20110806202805)</div><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><strong>NAME:</strong> Corey Dwyer (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=299655.msg14675375#msg14675375)<br><strong>HOUSE | YEAR:</strong> Gryffindor, 5th year<br><strong>BLOOD STATUS:</strong> Halfblood<br><strong>WAND:</strong> 10inches, Sycamore, Dragon Heartstring<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> This instead (https://media.discordapp.net/attachments/434033016172707842/555916412598747155/tumblr_pan8p5Y6xs1x7tz9zo9_250.png?width=221&amp;height=300)<br><strong>DATE | TIME:</strong> Sturday, October 26th, early evening<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Corey's Dorm<br><strong>CONTENT:</strong> Leaving for the party<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Grace</td></tr></tbody></table><hr><br class="clear_left"><br>“Ha!” Corey laughed, finding Grace’s threat to make him do a shot a little risky for her, and therefore one he felt he could safely laugh at.&nbsp; &nbsp;He wasn’t sure, actually, since he had never really got into a drinking bout with Grace despite all their time together, but something told him deep down that she would fold up pretty quickly.&nbsp; Trying not to let his mind wander to her literally and physically folded up, he just continued.&nbsp; “I think it should be you who is worried about doing the shots, Gracie.&nbsp; I know I can hold my own.”<br><br>For all his joking, both about the alcohol and the cupcakes, Corey never ever meant to truly get into Grace’s head about it, and as he looked at her and saw that growing concern about to burst into a full fledged spiral, he forgot all about jokes and leaped into action.&nbsp; “Steady on, Grace…” He said, stepping close and his hand falling almost naturally to rest against the small of her back.&nbsp; “I was just having a go.&nbsp; &nbsp;I can guarantee that everyone will be as glad for your cupcakes here as there are anywhere else.” He said soothingly.&nbsp; Struck with a sudden idea, Corey reached across Grace’s body and pulled the very first cupcake from the display.<br><br>Bringing it to his mouth, Corey took a big bite, smearing frosting across his cheek and leaving the treat in his hand with a comically obvious chunk taken out.&nbsp; &nbsp;“There we are.&nbsp; &nbsp;Once everyone inside sees a trend setter like myself with one of these, there will practically be a stampede.&nbsp; Now, how about we leave this here and head in for a drink to ease our nerves.&nbsp; Maybe I’ll even let you talk me into that shot.”<br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Hogwarts: A New Beginning [Darley Penthouse]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Swashbuckler</strong> on <strong>18-04-2019, 17:34:36</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://www.rachellsmith.com/home/wp-content/uploads/2017/04/Tom_Hopper_TheRakeMagazine_03-600x771@2x.jpg)</div><div class="floatright">(https://vignette.wikia.nocookie.net/harrypotter/images/f/f3/DurmstrangCrest.png/revision/latest?cb=20160112161151)</div><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><strong>NAME:</strong> Aleks Kozlov (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=299655.msg14666185#msg14666185)<br><strong>YEAR:</strong> Durmstrang 5th year<br><strong>BLOOD STATUS:</strong> Half-blood<br><strong>WAND:</strong> 12 inches - Ebony - Dragon Heartstring<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> As Pictured<br><strong>DATE | TIME:</strong> October 26th, Evening<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Darley Penthouse, private room<br><strong>CONTENT:</strong> Trying to Flirt<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Mack<br><strong>MENTIONING:</strong></td></tr></tbody></table><br><br><hr>Aleks watched with slightly worried eyes as his smoother friend melted off into the crowd, but only for a second as with an attraction usually reserved for magnets and iron, his gaze turned back to the redhead at his side.&nbsp; As she ordered her drink and then reached slightly across the bar to retrieve it, Aleks’ eyes noticed the flash of metal from the necklace he had gifted her, and he once again felt his heart thumping against the front of his chest.&nbsp; She had worn it, something he could never have guessed, and to an even such as this.&nbsp; He was undeniably flattered, although that could not explain his temperature rising be the degree.<br><br>If Aleks thought he was already feeling warm, than Mack’s suggestion that they head for a more private face had his large form feeling positively scalding.&nbsp; Following in her wake, his wrist tightly clasped in her grip, Aleks scanned the room as they passed, his expression making it very clear for everyone around to keep their gazes very much to themselves.<br><br>Entering the small, private alcove after Mackenzie did, Aleks watched in near slow motion as she sat, it taking him a few extra seconds to respond to her jests.&nbsp; Was this really the bold girl from his letters?&nbsp; Indeed it was, but now bold in a very different way!&nbsp; Sitting down immediately beside her, Aleks reached across, setting his beer down on a small table on Mack’s side of the couch.&nbsp; “I think you are mistaken, Mack.&nbsp; If anyone is getting all of the oogles, it is most definitely you.”&nbsp; As he spoke, Aleks could not help but look down once more, the vision making his blood boil as his body eagerly responded.&nbsp; “And well deserved ones, too.&nbsp; &nbsp;But perhaps I have missed something, no?&nbsp; Have I been teasing?&nbsp; Or more importantly, is this you working hard?”<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Hogwarts: A New Beginning [Darley Penthouse]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Totoro</strong> on <strong>20-04-2019, 12:32:08</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://assets.teenvogue.com/photos/5c3fb4eae6787a2d54b09f98/master/w_1600,c_limit/IMG_3207.JPG)</div><div class="floatright">(https://vignette.wikia.nocookie.net/harrypotter/images/a/ae/Hogwartscrest.png/revision/latest?cb=20110806202805)</div><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><strong>NAME:</strong> Joseph 'Joey' Kingston (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=299655.msg14706442#msg14706442)<br><strong>HOUSE | YEAR:</strong> Gryffindor | 5th<br><strong>BLOOD STATUS:</strong> Muggle Born<br><strong>WAND:</strong> 13.5" | Red Oak | Rougarou hair<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> A loose fitting shirt, not fully buttoned, three gold chains and a pair of dark blue jeans.<br><strong>DATE | TIME:</strong> Saturday, 26 October, 2019 | Night<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Darley Penthouse | Main Hall<br><strong>CONTENT:</strong> And we can do this until we pass out<br><strong>MOOD MUSIC:</strong> Tinie Tempah Ft. Labrinth - Pass Out (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=HmXiLTfQFOM)<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong>&nbsp; Lydia</td></tr></tbody></table><br><hr><br>Joey just flashed a warm smile when she agreed she wasn't alone. It said a lot, without making it clear exactly what it did say. He was very glad that she leaned up against him, feeling very comfortable with his broad arm tight around the beautiful girl. He had to tell her tonight. Joey always told his mates to just man up and say it, whatever it was they might be holding in. And, really, he had to live by his own advice on that one. <br><br>"Good gyal." He replied quickly, liking that she was up for drinking anything. He winked back as he said it, not quite thinking how those words combined with a wink might come across to her. It was still hard to tell if she was really interested in him or just had a crush but felt he wasn't right for her. Joey had never been much good at working that out past interest. And that much was clear.<br><br>There was no way he wouldn't slightly chuckle at her little rhyme. Shaking his head slightly his eyes lit up a little at the suggestion she might jump his bones. He wondered if she meant it. Judging by the blush there was more to it than an idle joke, but he was distracted as he caught a hold of his drink and, well practiced with brandy, downed it with little real effort. Smiling playfully he decided he wouldn't let go of her little comment. "I wouldn't blame you." He replied, setting the glass down before continuing. "I'd encourage you." This time he didn't laugh. There was still a light hearted expression on his face, but a slightly more serious edge to his eyes that suggested he probably meant this. <br><br>Perhaps it was due to the brandy reviving his buzz from earlier but one way or another he felt encouraged to see where this all might lead. It was worth finding out one way or another and Joey had certainly waited a long time. In an effort to make his seriousness known Joey did the best he could think of. Where her hand was on her glass he gently reached out, enjoying the way their incredibly different skin tones sharply contrasted even under the red lights of the party he took her hand in his, aiming to interlock their fingers and let them both look at each other, away from the bar for now. He could feel the buzz of the alcohol, but the nerves were having a much more notable effect. Anxiety wasn't a feeling he experienced often, but for all his confidence in the casual side of intimacy he wasn't very self-assured when it came to romance. And he couldn't truly be sure that this would turn out to be romance at all. But, for a change, he found himself wanting something more than a single night of fun. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Hogwarts: A New Beginning [Darley Penthouse]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mellific</strong> on <strong>21-04-2019, 13:49:41</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/7/78/Grace_Close_Up_Party.jpg)</div><div class="floatright">(https://vignette.wikia.nocookie.net/harrypotter/images/a/ae/Hogwartscrest.png/revision/latest?cb=20110806202805)</div><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><strong>NAME:</strong> Grace Carter (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=299655.msg14674643#msg14674643)<br><strong>HOUSE | YEAR:</strong> Gryffindor | Fifth<br><strong>BLOOD STATUS:</strong> Muggleborn (?)<br><strong>WAND:</strong> 9 ½ inch | Pear | Unicorn Hair<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> This outfit (https://fayebelinexo.com/wp-content/uploads/2015/04/photo-27-10-2014-14-24-40.jpg)<br><strong>DATE | TIME:</strong> Saturday, 26th October, 2019 | Early evening<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Darley Penthouse <br><strong>CONTENT:</strong> P A R T. Y? Cuz I gotta.<br><strong>MOOD MUSIC:</strong> Ke$ha - Take it Off (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=RpFMuBHxGWs)<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Corey</td></tr></tbody></table><br><hr><br>Recognizing that she was on the verge of a downward spiral - or was it an upward spiral? - Grace looked to Corey for guidance and advice, reaching out to him like a life preserver. Thankfully, he came through, as only a best friend could. He calmed her down, pressing a hand against the small of her back and encouraging her to steady herself. Grace closed her eyes and lowered her head, then focused on her breathing and nodded at Corey. <br><br>He explained that he wasn’t serious about what he’d said. “I know,” Grace muttered, managing to look at him again, looking slightly more relieved. “But even in your joking I still thought you might be right,” she admitted, chuckling aloud. Whether she was laughing at herself, or the situation, even she couldn’t be quite sure at that point. He lifted her spirits with his words, though, convincing her that those cupcakes she made were a great addition to any party.<br><br>Grace’s smile widened and she found herself wanting to hug Corey, but he reached out for a cupcake and threw her off. She blinked wildly while he shoved about half a cupcake into his gob, staining his cheek with an enormous smear of frosting in the process. She broke out into laughter, even as he explained that this was done intentionally to start the trend of eating her cupcakes at the party, by drawing attention to them. <br><br>He suggested they go and actually get a drink, though Grace didn’t think he was being serious. “I’m not sure you could handle it,” she gently revealed, still giggling. “Wait, I cannot let you walk over to the bar like this.” She turned into his side, hands at his shoulders, her body practically flattening against his. Though she could have used a finger to wipe off the frosting, she didn’t, for whatever reason. Instead, her tongue slipped out and licked the buttercream off his cheek. <br><br>When he was stuck looking at her after she pulled away again, Grace shrugged and lightly laughed again. “I couldn’t have it going to waste by handing you a napkin, now could I?” She asked, rhetorically. “Now come along, then.” With that, she led him to the bar, dabbing at the corners of her mouth with a couple of fingers, just to be sure she wasn’t now covered in frosting, herself. “Now, you don’t suppose they have a tasty drink that’s also nonalcoholic, do you?” 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Hogwarts: A New Beginning [Darley Penthouse]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Yarnover</strong> on <strong>22-04-2019, 02:18:47</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/b/b9/936full-douglas-booth.jpg)</div><div class="floatright">(https://vignette.wikia.nocookie.net/harrypotter/images/a/ae/Hogwartscrest.png/revision/latest?cb=20110806202805)</div><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><strong>NAME:</strong> Bryson Campbell (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=299655.msg14761561#msg14761561)<br><strong>HOUSE | YEAR:</strong> Hufflepuff, 4<br><strong>BLOOD STATUS:</strong> halfblood<br><strong>WAND:</strong> 17 inches | Elm |&nbsp; Jakalope Antler<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> Jeans, long-sleeved grey shirt, leather jacket and a fedora for some reason...<br><strong>DATE | TIME:</strong> 26/10/19, night<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Main floor<br><strong>CONTENT:</strong> <br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Hayley</td></tr></tbody></table><br><hr><br><em>"No weirder than just standing over here and watching people.</em> "Nah... just more comfortable." he had responded with a wink. Hayley was so easy to talk to, he wondered why she didn't have more people around her all the time. Her heroic pose brought out a loud, appreciative laugh.<br><br>He lead her through the oblivious crowd and over to the Russian bartender. "I heard it was an open bar..." he responded with a shrug, looking back over his shoulder at the red-haired beauty. He caught the double meaning of her words but was respectful enough to pretend not to notice. If the two of them weren't so surrounded he might have chided her a little but the last thing he wanted to do was embarrass her there. "Are you sure about that?" He turned to her and wrinkled his nose. "I mean, I could order something bloody awful..." The enchanted drink looked a little iffy to him, too, and he laughed at the timing of his joke. <br><br>"All right." he said, suddenly seeming dead serious. He cut through the air in front of him with a sweeping arm, palm down. "Nothing tricky. Straight-up Muggle drinks tonight." He turned to the linguistic bartender and was pleasantly surprised to find she had a vast knowledge of beverages from both worlds. He relaxed as she began to get something for the two of them. <br><br>He had put a considerable amount of thought into what he ordered. What would a girl like her enjoy? Something fruity? He couldn't just get a beer, could he? Nah... he didn't like beer anyway so that's just silly. Cider, though? That was a different story. Simple, tasty and <em>very British</em>. Perhaps Hayley had already tried some at some point? In any case it was an unpretentious drink. <br><br>He returned to her with a couple of Strongbow's Golden Apple Ciders. "In bottles. Untampered with. Very muggle." He nodded to her seriously as he handed one over. "I supervised the opening, myself. Definitely no toad potions here."<br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Hogwarts: A New Beginning [Darley Penthouse]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Swashbuckler</strong> on <strong>22-04-2019, 02:43:40</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://www.teenidols4you.com/blink/Actors/tom-holland/tom-holland-1506038045.jpg)</div><div class="floatright">(https://vignette.wikia.nocookie.net/harrypotter/images/a/ae/Hogwartscrest.png/revision/latest?cb=20110806202805)</div><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><strong>NAME:</strong> Corey Dwyer (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=299655.msg14675375#msg14675375)<br><strong>HOUSE | YEAR:</strong> Gryffindor, 5th year<br><strong>BLOOD STATUS:</strong> Halfblood<br><strong>WAND:</strong> 10inches, Sycamore, Dragon Heartstring<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> This instead (https://media.discordapp.net/attachments/434033016172707842/555916412598747155/tumblr_pan8p5Y6xs1x7tz9zo9_250.png?width=221&amp;height=300)<br><strong>DATE | TIME:</strong> Sturday, October 26th, early evening<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Corey's Dorm<br><strong>CONTENT:</strong> Leaving for the party<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Grace</td></tr></tbody></table><hr><br class="clear_left"><br>Whatever it took to snap Grace out of that dark spiral she had been heading towards, that was exactly what Corey was prepared to do.&nbsp; It had always been that way, too.&nbsp; This was not to say that Grace was overly emotional, at least not to Corey’s eyes, or that she was prone to melodrama.&nbsp; It was just, well, that Corey was never the type to let as friend get themselves into a tizzy, not if he could help it, and with Grace….as in a lot of things, all of those feelings were amplified.<br><br>“Aw, come on.&nbsp; Yow know me, always running off at the mouth.&nbsp; Bound to happen that i get one right, but not this one.”&nbsp; Corey mumbled around the huge bite of cupcake that he was still working himself through.&nbsp; &nbsp;Whatever it was took, Grace as smiling again, and that was all it took for Corey to mirror her expression.&nbsp; &nbsp;At her words about him not being able to handle it, well, what was the girl thinking?!&nbsp; He grew UP in a bloody pub!&nbsp; Opening his mouth to reply with something surely scathing, Corey was instead turned into a complete mute as Grace pressed her lithe body against him with purpose, and then proceeded to <em>lick his cheek</em>.<br><br>Stunned beyond belief, it did not seem as if Corey even had the wherewithal to blush, a fact compounded by all of the blood rushing south of the border in a decidedly hurried way.&nbsp; “I...well….I no, I guess you couldn’t.”&nbsp; Corey said at last, it taking every bit of his will power not to lift his hand to his cheek in something beyond amazement.&nbsp; Watching as Grace started to move on, it took a second for Corey to remember how legs worked, and then he was quickly catching up.<br><br>“As for me not being able to handle <em>it</em>, well, I think you’d be in for a bit of a surprise!” Corey said grandly, amazed if Grace thought anything different.&nbsp; And if she did, well, he’d just have to show her!&nbsp; He couldn’t have this feeling of playing catch up all night, could he?&nbsp; “Especially if you think a hothouse flower like you can out do me.”&nbsp; He spoke in challenge, knowing just the type of things to say to get Grace going, should he choose.&nbsp; As if to prove his point, Grace asked her next question and set his eyes to rolling.<br><br>“Oh, I am sure they do.&nbsp; Assuming of course that you want to be known as the girl who ordered pumpkin juice at what was billed as the party of the year.” He teased.&nbsp; “I am sure Dior would be merciful with that, and would definitely let you live it down.&nbsp; &nbsp;How about instead we start with something small?&nbsp; I don’t planning on making a fool of myself either.&nbsp; They look like they are having a bit of fun over there.” Corey went on, pointing to where a group he didn’t know seemed to be having quite a time at the bar.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Hogwarts: A New Beginning [Darley Penthouse]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mellific</strong> on <strong>24-04-2019, 13:22:27</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/7/78/Grace_Close_Up_Party.jpg)</div><div class="floatright">(https://vignette.wikia.nocookie.net/harrypotter/images/a/ae/Hogwartscrest.png/revision/latest?cb=20110806202805)</div><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><strong>NAME:</strong> Grace Carter (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=299655.msg14674643#msg14674643)<br><strong>HOUSE | YEAR:</strong> Gryffindor | Fifth<br><strong>BLOOD STATUS:</strong> Muggleborn (?)<br><strong>WAND:</strong> 9 ½ inch | Pear | Unicorn Hair<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> This outfit (https://fayebelinexo.com/wp-content/uploads/2015/04/photo-27-10-2014-14-24-40.jpg)<br><strong>DATE | TIME:</strong> Saturday, 26th October, 2019 | Early evening<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Darley Penthouse <br><strong>CONTENT:</strong> P A R T. Y? Cuz I gotta.<br><strong>MOOD MUSIC:</strong> Ke$ha - Take it Off (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=RpFMuBHxGWs)<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Corey</td></tr></tbody></table><br><hr><br>Although Grace received more sugary frosting than Corey’s skin when she licked his cheek, the fact that she did so at all was not missed. It was an example of acting before thinking, which Grace often did, but not when it came to boys and flirting. Her cheeks stung as she turned away and led him toward the bar, hopeful that her surging blush would go unnoticed. <br><br>After turning away from him, Grace snuck a lick of her lips. It wasn’t just in an effort to collect any remnants of frosting that may have clung to her mouth, but mostly for the purpose of tasting a hint of Corey again. A smirk caused her shaded lips to stretch a bit, especially as she was reminded of the look of stunned shock on her best friend’s face. <br><br>What was that reaction supposed to mean? What was that look supposed to signify? <br><br>Grace chewed on her lower lip as they made their way over to the bar. Corey was adamant about accepting her challenge and proving that he could more than handle his liquor. Grace’s face lit up as she looked back at him. “I love surprises,” she mused, playfully. Clearly, she was willing to allow him the opportunity to surprise her, even if the look in her eyes suggested that she doubted his ability.<br><br>He challenged her in turn, calling her a pampered, delicate flower. Grace scoffed, shaking her head at his words as if they were completely foreign ideas and notions. Just as she was considering getting a nonalcoholic beverage, to spare herself some embarrassment and a hangover later, Corey reminded her about the social suicide she was likely about to commit.<br><br>His sarcasm carried on, coursing throughout his tone as he mentioned that she’d forever be known as the girl who ordered pumpkin juice at a Dior Darley party. Grace stopped walking then and folded her arms over her chest. “Alright then, since you know everything there is to know about this topic, why don’t you run off and fetch us both something to drink?” She suggested.<br><br>At least he had the decency to suggest something small. “Alright,” She nodded, shooing him off with her hand as she waited near a table. “Go on then, so we can have our own fun.” 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Hogwarts: A New Beginning [Darley Penthouse]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Malrunar</strong> on <strong>26-04-2019, 19:24:54</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/jjdYHyu.jpg)</div><div class="floatright">(https://i.imgur.com/yuExVFv.png)</div><br><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><strong>NAME:</strong> Mackenzie “Mack” O’Hare (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=299655.msg14674148#msg14674148)<br><strong>YEAR:</strong> Fifth, Gryffindor<br><strong>BLOOD STATUS:</strong> Half-Blood<br><strong>WAND:</strong> Beech / 12” / Horned Serpent Horn (https://i.imgur.com/xVVNflt.jpg)<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> This right hurr (https://i.imgur.com/KBN0flw.jpg) with these bitch-shoes (https://i.imgur.com/IOCSl4A.jpg). Also also: this necklace (https://i.imgur.com/2Sj41ap.jpg) from Aleks.<br><strong>DATE | TIME:</strong> 26th October, Evening<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Darley Penthouse -- Alcove<br><strong>CONTENT:</strong> Don’t think about balls<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Aleks, <br><strong>MENTIONING:</strong> N/A</td></tr></tbody></table><br><hr><br>They weren’t exactly alone. At least, they weren’t tucked behind a secure door that could be locked and allow them the privacy she craved, but it was the most private they’ve been allowed since Aleks arrival. The woman basked in the moment, enjoying the warmth radiating from his skin, the rumble of his voice and the tension building in the air. Like a thunderstorm, she could feel the electricity tingling in the air, dancing across her skin and making her hyper-aware of the clothing she wore. And just how badly she wanted him to rip it off.<br><br><em>Down girl!</em> All of her careful planning was going out of the window. Tonight she wanted to dress up, see if he was interested and then play her cards correctly. She didn’t want to come across as a whore or an easy lay but something about Aleks just whittled her down to more basic, primal instincts. What would it feel like to curl her nails into his skin, or to have his teeth imprinting the side of her neck? <br><br><em>Think about baseball. Basketball. Wait, no! Stop thinking about balls.</em> She felt her smile sitting securely on her lips, as lopsided as the fox she had made him, but she couldn’t deny that she was slightly nervous.<br><br>“Oh, you aren’t teasing?” A fiery brow quirked in mock surprise before Mackenzie was moving with the sinewy grace of a cat. There was the shift of her weight, then up on a knee, swinging the other leg up and around so that she was now straddling his waist. The witch pressed both hands against his shoulders and other than the loose strand of hair that swept down to slide against his cheek, she didn’t touch him anywhere else. She was close, but only just there.<br><br>“So you’re telling me you’re absolutely unaware of the stares you get? I saw a Hufflepuff trip over her own scarf and spill her books out across the floor when you first approached me. Every eye at that bar was turned on you and I could read their minds: what does that handsome man look like without that suit on?” She grinned the devil’s grin. “I was quite fond of you before we met, Aleks. You could have warned me that meeting you were going to make my knees weak and my heart skip in my chest.” She leaned in just a little closer, but still didn’t touch him. She might have been many things, but she didn’t kiss without permission. Even if all she wanted to do was close that small space with her next exhale. “If you say no, I’ll leave you be and behave myself. But if you say yes, I’m going to kiss you and we’ll just have to see what happens.”<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Hogwarts: A New Beginning [Darley Penthouse]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Malrunar</strong> on <strong>26-04-2019, 19:54:25</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/0OlFgMX.jpg)</div><div class="floatright">(https://i.imgur.com/A5xScp0.png)</div><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><br><strong>NAME:</strong> Addison Snow (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=299655.msg14660328#msg14660328)<br><strong>HOUSE | YEAR:</strong> Hufflepuff, Seventh<br><strong>BLOOD STATUS:</strong> Pureblood<br><strong>WAND:</strong> 11 ¼ inches / Dogwood / White River Monster Spine / Surprisingly Swishy and Flexible (https://i.imgur.com/ZLtC9NW.jpg)<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> This right here! (https://i.imgur.com/hLbQJgm.jpg)<br><strong>DATE | TIME:</strong> October 26th, Evening<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Darley Penthouse --Dining Room<br><strong>CONTENT:</strong> Catching breath and hydration<br><strong>MOOD MUSIC:</strong> Love It If We Made It (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1Wl1B7DPegc)<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Cai</td></tr></tbody></table><br><hr><br>His toast was met with the happy <em>clink</em> of her own glass, followed by the sultry notes of her laughter. Iceland wasn’t exactly a large country, and the population of witches and wizards was minuscule, at best. Most moved east into Ireland and other parts of the UK, or West into Canada and the United States. She wasn’t the <em>only</em> witch from Iceland here at the school, but she could count the students on a single hand. This didn’t take away from Cai’s compliment. She knew him well enough and while he was always honest and truthful, <em>sentiment</em> wasn’t in abundance. Maybe it was the alcohol that lowered his guard some? Either way, she planned to savor it while she could.<br><br>“Cheers to that. <em>Skál</em>.” She finished the rest of her water and then thumped back in her chair with a sigh. Slowly, the ice began to clink and shift as the glass refilled itself to the brim. Addison watched with familiar interest, before returning her eyes back to her friend. She enjoyed seeing him out here, and maybe it was the change of lighting and the vague intimacy of the venue, but she especially enjoyed spending time alone with him. She wrapped her fingers around his palm; contact wasn’t so strange with Addison. She regularly kissed her friends, held their hands and was the first one in a group hug. But maybe she was holding his hand a little longer than normal. Like her nap on the train coming to Hogwarts, she was comforted by his presence.<br><br>“It’s nice to unwind. Get away from the books and the due dates and the obligations. Step away from the school houses for a bit.” She paused, smirking. “Although I am a little worried about what state of chaos I’ll find when I get back to Fez tonight. I had hoped giving him extra dinner tonight and a snack would keep him sleeping longer but... “<br><br>She might have to pull out the shark costume for him tonight. <br><br>“I suppose since I don’t see a mushroom cloud over the school, and no elf has called for my attention things can’t be too bad.” She released his hand, using it to take a sip of her champagne and enjoy the tingle of the bubbles as they slid down her throat. It was long overdue, letting her hair down. “How are classes going? I haven’t seen you much since they announce the tourney-- are you going to put in your name?”<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Hogwarts: A New Beginning [Darley Penthouse]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>CurvyKitten</strong> on <strong>29-04-2019, 06:21:36</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://66.media.tumblr.com/d13280ae865127ad855d844c8d94d011/tumblr_mpn3furNfU1rkmjtlo5_500.jpg)</div><div class="floatright">(https://i.imgur.com/yuExVFv.png)</div><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><strong>NAME:</strong> Hayley Alexandria Michelson (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=299655.msg14665439#msg14665439)<br><strong>YEAR:</strong> Hufflepuff / 4th Year<br><strong>BLOOD STATUS:</strong> HALFBLOOD<br><strong>WAND:</strong> 10 in. /Acacia/Thunderbird tail feather<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> this outfit (http://s3cdn-test-lookbooknu.netdna-ssl.com/files/looks/large/2013/01/29/2807686_lookbooka.jpg?1359469505), this jacket (https://images-na.ssl-images-amazon.com/images/I/71bgn7IawYL._UY445_.jpg), these shoes (https://rukminim1.flixcart.com/image/332/398/jmz7csw0/sandal/3/k/w/2003a-1102-4-cara-mia-black-original-imaf9g62r2sytvbz.jpeg?q=50) <br><strong>DATE | TIME:</strong> Saturday, October 26th, 2019 | Night<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong>&nbsp; Darley Penthouse |<br><strong>CONTENT:</strong> <br><strong>MOOD MUSIC:</strong> <br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Bryson Campbell</td></tr></tbody></table><br><hr> Hayley laughed once more as Bryson spoke, "Yes that is very true," she nodded in agreement. He indeed had the better people watching position. To the onlooker he no doubt looked like a relaxed or chilled party goer. But that wasn't too surprising really, Bryson was better at slipping into the vibe of some situations than her. Thankfully though he'd come her way, for that little choice Hayley really was grateful for.<br><br>"Oh yeah, that makes sense," Hayley realized it was probably stupid to think the Darley's would make people pay for drinks. They certainly didn't need the money, no doubt, the dent it would make to their rep meant more to them the cost of the alcohol itself. "I'm sure," she nodded firmly, "But if you did that you'd be drinking it too. So I'm either safe, or you're suffering with me." Hayley laughed once more as the tension left her body. It was something Bryson could always do for her. Being with and around him just seemed to make situations easier to handle.<br><br>"That sounds like a good idea," she agreed with him as another odd brew was handed off to someone beside them. Hayley wondered if people really knew what they were drinking, or if it was just a guessing game? Did the strange drinks really have some odd effect on them? Or was it just all for show? She'd heard of drinks in muggle bars having dry ice in them. Then again that sounded like a bad night in the making as well.<br><br>As Bryson returned, he handed her a bottle of cider, "Thank you for looking out for that, I think I'd make a horrible toad. Green was never really my color," she teased lightly and took the offered bottle happily, "I've never had cider before but I heard it was good." Hayley said as she studied the label for a moment. With one quick breath, she brought the bottle to her lips and took a drink. The slightly bitter taste wasn't as bad as she thought it would be. No doubt better then beer, she couldn't even stand the smell of that stuff. "Not bad," Hayley covered her mouth as she coughed lightly, "It is actually a little sweet." she licked her lips as she spoke, clearly not expecting the flavor. "So now that we have drinks, do we sit or explore? I'm not sure what party etiquette calls for here." Hayley said with a laugh.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Hogwarts: A New Beginning [Darley Penthouse]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mellific</strong> on <strong>07-05-2019, 15:08:27</strong>
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				<div align="center">(https://fontmeme.com/permalink/190427/dba9a21b2e85174de3fe02d8742f1841.png)<br><br>(https://d36tnp772eyphs.cloudfront.net/blogs/1/2014/04/buachaille-etive-mor-matador-seo-940x626.jpg)<br><br><strong>Weather in the Highlands of Scotland in October:</strong> <br><br>Here is a link (https://www.accuweather.com/en/gb/inverness/iv3-5/month/532?monyr=11/01/2019) with the weather for the month of November. Here is a link (https://moonphases.co.uk/moon-calendar) with the moon phases for the month of November. Here is a link (https://www.timeanddate.com/sun/uk/inverness?month=11&amp;year=2019) with the sunrises and sunsets for the month of November.<br><br><strong>Important Events this Month:</strong> <br><br><ul class="bbc_list"><li><strong>5 November - Guy Fawkes Night</strong> - On the night that the Gunpowder Plot was foiled (November 5th, 1605), bonfires were set alight in celebration for the safety of the King. Since then, November 5th has become known as Bonfire Night. The event is commemorated every year with fireworks and burning effigies of Guy Fawkes.</li></ul><ul class="bbc_list"><li><strong>Harvest Festival</strong> - During this month, there will be a carnival held at Hogsmeade village. It lasts most of the month, and includes an array of fun activities such as mazes, hay rides, fair foods, a Ferris wheel, carnival games, a pumpkin patch, and even a few small rides! Specific dates incoming.</li></ul><br><strong>In Game Information about this Month:</strong> <br><br>The entire month is open and available for Rp. We aren't due for another time change until July 1st, 2019 (real time).</div>
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