<strong>Eirawen Talvi (http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=39841.msg1982190#msg1982190)</strong><br/><br/>To the untrained ear Eirawen supposed she sounded British. Though anyone from England would deny it emphatically. The girl with blue wraps in her hair didn't mind at all that people normally guessed her origen wrong. Welsh actually, though we do have a second home in Finland. But with out a doubt Hogwarts has been my third home for the past 6 years. She passed the info to Jessica before all the commotion started. People petting each other's cats and cats getting to know one another. Usually this kind of commotion made Eirawen uncomfortable, but more because she didn't like the noise of a crowd than the lack of space that was quickly filling. As a precaution she put a harness on blue and attached a blue leash to it. She didn't want him running overboard in a panic if he got spooked.<br/><br/>As she was already bent down because of the cats she could see Max having an almost cartoonish time getting his wand. It was almost painful to watch. Why didn't he just 'accideo' his wand? Then she remembered that magic didn't come easy for him. As she saw he was heading in their direction she stood up with Blue in her arms, not wanting three spooked cats at her feet.<br/><br/>Jessica, Vincent this is my friend Max Kraden. She introduce the small blond teen to her two new acquaintances. He was my house mate at Hogwarts and we took Advanced Potions and Herbology together. We've spent a fair amount of time making new things boil and bubble. He's quite brilliant. There that should give him a little confidence boost and none of it was a lie. He just need to learn how play up his outstanding qualities. After all this was college. The childish bulling he experienced at Hogwarts shouldn't happen here.<br/><br/>Now that the cats where settled again she placed blue on the ground so that he could play, keeping a hold of the leash. He was a rambunctious kitten and didn't always look before he leapt.<br/><br/><strong> Vivienne Laure Chevalier (http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=39841.msg1986273#msg1986273)</strong><br/><br/>The new teacher made her way to the bow of the ship. There were a few students there but not many. It was by suggestion of one of her former employers that she applied to teach at this school. She had tutored the young man off and on during this time at Beauxbatons. He furthered his education at Nacodsaed and thought it would be something she enjoyed. For the moment at least she wanted to be able to settle in one place and see if she liked a life less traveled.<br/><br/>Vivienne sat down on a wooden bench and relaxed. The wind was still fluttering about her hair as if it could not touch it enough. Strangely though, she never had to brush it out of her face.<br/>