<div class="floatleft">(http://i127.photobucket.com/albums/p121/Mab_faerie/Elliquiy/Beauxbatons%20Academy/EmilieEve_zps84bc92d6.jpg)</div><strong>Character Name (PC/NPC):</strong>Emilie Callahan (http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=193964.msg9475925#msg9475925)<br/><strong>Year/House:</strong>1st Year<br/><strong>Relationship Status:</strong>Single<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>Beauxbaton School Uniform, Fall/Winter Version (http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/set?id=112894508)<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Bern Carriage<br/><strong>Date:</strong>September 1st<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Afanassii, Rei, Marston OPEN<br/><hr/>When Afanassii spoke of his own wand, Emilie raised her eyebrows in surprise at the mention of the core.<br/>"Unicorn for yours as well? That<em>is</em>odd. I'd heard it was quite the rare core and yet the three of us have it within our wands. Perhaps it is a sign that we are all destined to be good friends?"<br/>Glancing to Marston who had recently returned amidst the wand discussion, Emilie jokingly added,<br/>"This just in, Marston. If your future wand doesn't have a unicorn core, I'm afraid you'll have to be kicked out of our club."<br/><br/>Taking care to return her wand to its rightful place amongst her belongings lest she lose it, Emilie took a few seconds to cast a swift glance at Afanassii and offered him a smile. While her skin was still faintly laced with the warm pink flush of embarrassment from his prior words, for the most part her personality appeared to have returned to its normal state, which was semi-awkward in and of itself but involved less stammering to say the least. Against her somewhat pale complexion, the flush of color was a surprising good look for her.<br/><br/>To be honest, she wasn't even entirely sure<em>why</em>she felt so strange about his comment to begin with. It wasn't as if she'd never seen a boy flirt with a girl before. It wasn't foreign or unheard of in any way. It was just<em>new</em>, for her anyhow, and there certainly was no getting around the fact that the Russian boy was attractive, so<em>that</em>added another layer of shyness to her already wilting, uncertain personality. As if social situations weren't so terrifying as is, now she had the compliments of attractive boys to worry about too! At least her Uncle would be pleased.<br/><br/>"I think we will be approaching Beauxbaton soon. There seems to be an influx of movement about the carriages from the sound of things." Emilie announced casually while internally feeling her stomach twist into nervous, anxiety-ridden knots.<br/>"I must admit I'm ready to see Beauxbaton up close for the first time. I imagine it's brochure photographs do it little justice."<br/>