<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/c/c2/Colette.png)</div><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: candara;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 11pt;"><strong>Character Name (PC):</strong> Colette Rosier (http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=193964.msg9515883#msg9515883)<br/><strong>Year/House:</strong> 3rd year / Papillonlisse<br/><strong>Relationship Status:</strong> Single<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong> A button down white top with a necktie and a matching pleated skirt, knee high stockings and perfectly shined patent leather black mary janes<br/><strong>Location:</strong> Paris Carriage<br/><strong>Date:</strong> September 1st<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong> Virginie, (mentioning Marston), Isla and her Pup, Open<br/><br/></span></span><hr/><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: candara;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 10pt;">Colette was the darkest shade of red her pale cheeks could get. The reading from her book was not exactly something she'd have ever shared so openly as her friend Virginie let fly loose. She looked away from any wandering eyes that might peek in on them and yet she still listened intently to the words that were read. She was drawn in instantly to the intensity of the passage and she shifted some in her seat knowing she should get changed soon before the lavatories were all full up with changing girls. Her uniform was in pristine condition in her stowaway and yet she knew there would still be small wrinkles to smooth out. The spell ever ready to perfect her uniform and any dirt that might be cast her way. It wasn't as if she was obsessive about keeping clean or keeping germs away, it was just important to remain in proper clean appearance when one was out in the public view. It might have been seen as a fault by some but to her it was one of those things she had great pride in. <br/><br/>As the large dog appeared and went straight to her roommate, Colette chuckled some and was glad it wasn't her being affectionately greeted by the animal. Colette was very much a cat person and large animals that weren't unicorns or horses and the like, were very much seen as things she didn't go out of her way to find. This dog was nearly as big as a pony though and that alone was amazing especially on the small space of the carriages. <br/><br/>Colette shook her head in regard to the comment on Marston and scrunched up her petite nose. The idea of that loud yankee being a crush was absurd. He wasn't even of good breeding to be considered a contender for her affections, or so she assumed. <strong>"No. Not even close, Virginie. He's the last person on my mind today."</strong> As the dog licked at her blonde friends hand, Colette shivered some thinking of how smelly it was going to be and then saw its owner show up. She gave a polite nod and a proper greeting at being introduced.<br/><br/><strong>"Good afternoon."</strong><br/><br/>After the initial hello's she stood and gathered up her stowaway bag and looked back to the two of them with a polite smile. She was intending on getting changed and hoped the large animal had manners enough to not jump on her after she did so. Then again it was nothing a swish of the wand couldn't fix surely.<br/><br/><strong>"Pardon me. I need to change before we arrive at the Academy. I would suggest you doing the same before the lavatories are full up and the lines too long to manage."</strong><br/><br/>Giving another apolgetic smile she slipped out and toward a restroom to change into her uniform.<br/></span></span>