Loren

really, narcissa swore that she didn’t mean to physically recoil as the boy spoke to her. it happened out of sheer instinct when anyone outside of her extremely tight circle of friends addressed her. probably after a lifetime of being trained by her mother that the majority of the public weren’t exactly deserving of speaking to her. still, she melted her grimace into a bright smile. “Oh - Justin, isn’t it?” Narcissa tucked a piece of her hair behind her ear. “I appreciate the warning, but fret not - I don’t consume anything I haven’t been served,” she spoke as if that was an entirely normal statement. “it’s the principle of the thing - a daughter of druella black does not serve herself. i’ll pass the warning onto the next person, though!”

rabastan !!

       “  merlin  .   i  can  be  ugly  too  .  would  you  like  to  see  it   ?   ”   his  patience  was  beginning  to  run  out   .   rabastan  was  trying  to  be   …    well   ,   personable   ,   but  fuck  if  it  wasn’t  the  toughest  thing  in  the  world   .   he  didn’t  flirt  very  often         in  fact   ,   he  wasn’t  entirely  sure  he  knew  how         but  he  knew  this  much   :   he  hated  how  persistent  and  tactless  this  man  was  being   .   he  felt  like  a  young  woman  having  been  cornered  by  a  drunk  perverted  real  estate  agent  .   but  he  had  to  admit  the  stranger  had  a  point   .   everyone  was  crazy  ;   some  more  than  others  .  “  that’s  mighty  optimistic   .   have  you  met  some  of  the  students  here   ?   i’m  not  sure  their  truest  selves  is  something  you’d  want  to  subject  yourself  to  .   but  really  ,  go  to  town   .   i’ll  be  back  to  collect  .  ”  he  replied   ,   motioning  to  the  flask  as  he  turned  to  take  his  leave   .  

Julien had been having fun flirting but stopped a moment looking at the man. He knew some did get uncomfortable but he thought this one was enjoying the back and forth. “You don’t have to humor me if you’re not enjoying this. The fun of flirting is the back and forth.” he said simply realizing if the man didn’t like it how he might come off to him. “Truth is always better than the lies they come up with. Games are only fun to a point getting stories out of people finding out the good and bad is the best.” He smiled. 

rabastan !!

     “  yes  ,   well   ,   your  masochism  isn’t  doing  you  any  favors  .   ”   rabastan  tossed  back  dryly   ,   though  his  gaze  continued  to  appraise  the  wizard  before  him   .   he  was  confident   ;   one  had  to  be  to  wear  such  bright   ,   and  frankly  blinding  ,   colors   .   rabastan  thought  the  flesh  might  burn  off  his  bones  were  he  to  touch  his  mask   .   it  looked  acidic   .   as  if  a  unicorn  drank  too  much   .   at  the  shift  in  conversation   ,    rabastan  almost  scowled   .   almost  said  ‘  do  i  look  like  i  share  ?   ’   .   but  then  he  remembered  his  attempts  at  enjoying  his  anonymity   ,   and  that  he  had  shared  his  flask  only  moments  before   .   "   very  good   ,   actually   .   and  very  strong   .   so  if  your  intention  is  to  make  people  crazy  ,   then  by  all  means   .   i  do  enjoy  a  good  show   .   ”

"If it gets me the attention of pretty boys like you I think it does all the favors in the world.” he teased. He raised his brow waiting for any kind of response. “Oh people here are already crazy. They’re just so tightly wound they don’t know how to use that to their advantage. I just want everyone being their truest self and having a good time.” he admitted

rabastan !!

         his  wry   ,   smug  grin  was  hidden  behind  another  sip  from  his  glass    .    rabastan  was  an  observant  creature  by  nature  and  he  knew  what  it  looked  like  when  a  beautiful  woman  was  cornered    ;    shamelessly  flirted  with  because  she  was  alone  .   never  did  rabastan  think  he  too  would  end  up  being  appraised  like  some  prized  beast  of  burden    .   he  would  be  stewing  in  resentment  had  he  not  been  so  amused         amused  at  the  idea  that  this  man  would  eventually  find  out  he  called  rabastan  lestrange  ‘    pretty    ’   .   the  irish  always  were  ballsy  .   "   best  if  you  don’t  talk   ,   actually   ,   ”   he  replied   ,   reaching  into  his  pocket  before  offering  his  flask   .    “   i  might  get  the  wrong  idea   .   ” 

Julien had never had much in the way of self preservation. Lorens always went out of there way with dangerous ones. He’d seen it with his own mother and aunt and he knew Charlie would always be similar in that no matter if she settled with someone nice and boring he knew her just as he knew himself well enough to know he could never be tied to some boring domestic life. “Now now you act as if I don’t say precisely what I mean.” he said leaning against the wall taking the flask to sip. “That is quite good. I hope you brought enough to share with the whole class.” he said smirking almost mischievously seeing if he wanted to spike the punch. Sure it was childish but everyone deserved to have a very fun and rowdy Halloween.