<div class="floatleft">(http://i1171.photobucket.com/albums/r554/onilobo1/Matias_zpsc39430f2.jpg)</div><strong>Character Name (PC/NPC):</strong>Professor Chevalier<br/><strong>Year/House:</strong>Bellefeuille's Head of House<br/><strong>Relationship Status:</strong>Single with a few Amis-Amants<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong><-- Blue Suit<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Marseille Carriage<br/><strong>Date:</strong>September 1<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Prof. Washington with an eye kept on the students in the carriage<hr/><br/>"Compared to what I have seen with some of our girls...and boys, no offense meant, you are a novice at breaking hearts."Matias turned and teased "The Warden" before he subtly ran his fingers down the back of her leg, the same one that "happened" to be rubbing against him since he sat down. Matias first glass was starting to look a little empty but he had plenty more in the basket to survive the entire trip. He could have flown, but he liked seeing the nervous first years and gauge their interaction with the returning students (If any).<br/><br/>Matias looked down the aisle and spotted some returning students, some new faces and the pockets of chatter that arouse. Everything seemed normal, eternal loves, jealousy, teenage awkwardness. "If you are trying to seduce me you are going to need to try harder. Are you willing to make a wager on that, little Ms. Priss?" He asked nonchalantly as he opened the basket and pulled out the bottle of wine to top of their glasses. The book was close and placed aside, allowing them to enjoy their drinks and the food. The moment she made eye contact with him he mouthed a few words before his signature little smirk flashed.<em>How sure are you...</em>