<div class="floatright">(http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5PkRsj2MzsE/UiTDfmdC5jI/AAAAAAAAAWE/q8vcNl_29cw/s1600/tumblr_msdele3sXT1sdlu9mo5_1280.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Felix de los Botas<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Searching out a perch in the living room<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>Blue jeans, black t-shirt, dark grey fedora and a pair of well-maintained Italian leather boots<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Whomever, open, all<br/><strong>Extra Information:</strong><br/><hr/><br/>That smile! Ah, how it made him happy to see it replace her tears. For a moment, having seen it out of the corner of his eye, he gave his own private smile in return and placed a hand over his heart.<em>My work here,</em>he thought to himself.<em>Is done.</em>There was nothing that made Felix feel better about himself than to know he had changed the course of a person's emotions. Particularly when they had been heading into such a tense panic.<br/><br/>Goal complete, Felix began scanning the area again. There was space here and there where he might insinuate himself, but it seemed like such a brutish thing to force his company on someone for such a small reason such as available space. Normally, he liked to be up off the ground but if necessary he could make himself comfortable lounging just about anywhere. In fact, he might have made himself the most comfortable in front of the fire, were it not for the fact that the obvious position for the instructor seemed to be there where the large armchair was taking on a position of power. The heart looked plenty inviting, but perhaps....?<br/><br/>Scanning the seating obviously intended for the students, the area was aglow in flickering light from the fireplace. Off to one side, a whole group of people was sitting comfortably intertwined, appearing to do a spectacular job of keeping each other company without his help. Everyone seemed to be playing with their cell phones, a concept he had never quite understood. Sure, one could tell a great deal about the outside world with them, but it always seemed to come at the price of details in the world you were already part of. He was somewhat glad when the professor asked that the devices be ignored. It seemed that Felix was finally about to discover the answers to his questions.<br/><br/>With a quick glance, he realized he was close enough as it was that he could lounge out on the space between the two seating arrangements, propping himself up on one elbow directly in front of Lisa with a smile and the removal of his hat, with his feet reaching nearly toward the area the other couch took up. He ran his fingers through his hair and glanced down towards the other group, flashing a winning smile in greeting to any eyes he met. In that brief moment, a moment briefer still was it that saw his own eyes slip over to where the other young man was sitting, the one who had helped him to help Lisa. Or perhaps whom he had helped to help Lisa, the credit was unimportant. How did they end up in a room with such beautiful people even hiding back in the dark edges?<br/><br/>Almost immediately, however, he found a piece of thread on the floor and picked it up, twirling it between his fingers as he kept the rest of his focus directed towards the professor, eagerly waiting for whatever answers might now come.<br/>