<div class="floatleft">(http://i1226.photobucket.com/albums/ee406/Mostly_roleplay_pictures/People/Males/Andrej/7968e38f-8592-4d0a-8600-c85f60b33941_zpsac091115.jpg)</div><strong>Character Name (PC):</strong>Afanassii Abez'iana (http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=193964.msg9431176#msg9431176)<br/><strong>Year/House:</strong>2nd year / Papillonlisse<br/><strong>Relationship Status:</strong>single<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>a random hodgepodge of alternative clothing (http://www.metmuseum.org/toah/images/hb/hb_2004.15a,b.jpg)<br/><strong>Location:</strong>the carriage from Bern, Switzerland.<br/><strong>Date:</strong>September 1st<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Emilie Callahan<br/><br/>"Ah! Irish! Close, but no<em>cigarette!</em>" This time he was obviously mocking himself at the incorrect turn of phrase and leaned in to give the girl a playful wink. "I actually speak English far better than French. I traveled to both England and America with my family a few times."<br/><br/>His eyes lit up as she began to play into his social game, introducing herself so elegantly. Of course, the cat merely lifted her head a little, regarding the first year student only long enough to ensure that she wasn't going to actually try to pet her. "Only as silly as I." Afanassii said, chuckling. "Her name is Margaritka - the Russian version of the French Marguerite. Daisy in English... she responds to any of them, really." The tabby had settled her head back down and performed a series of ear rotations as he spoke, perking forward each time he said one of her titles.<br/><br/>"Thank you for being so gracious and kind." He said. "I am so pleased that you'll be in the carriage, last year it was quite barren. And, yes, nice is good... so long as it is not faked, I suppose." The fact that she was smiling now made him feel like he had been at least somewhat successful in their interactions.<br/><br/>He peered out the window for a long moment and furrowed his brow in concern. She was right, the carriage had been waiting for some time now. Hardly any students were expected to be boarding the carriage from this far out and the strict reputation of their school would make it obvious that it would wait for no one. With a shrug he turned back to the girl at his side. "It can't be long now. With you and the little darling in back -" he shot a gaze over his shoulder to see if the Charms professor's daughter was still happily at play. "... and the Professors, of course, we may just now be full as we will be for this trip."