<div class="floatleft">(http://media-cache-ec0.pinimg.com/236x/f8/69/4d/f8694d3a2bd7f1ca1e1f3e052c5c30df.jpg)</div><strong>Character Name:</strong>Ettiene Bonhomme (http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=193964.msg9427792#msg9427792)<br/><strong>Relationship Status:</strong>Dating Constance Maree Jeannie Beauregard (http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=193964.msg9449326#msg9449326)<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Carriage from Marseilles<br/><strong>Date:</strong>September 1st<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Connie, Open<br/>*wearing (http://www.malemodelscene.net/wp-content/uploads/2011/07/Janice-Fronimakis-For-Canali-Fall-Winter-2011.12-MaleModelSceneNet-01.jpg)<br/><br/><hr/><br/>He sat down beside Connie and folded one leg over the other.  He draped his arm over her shoulder and permitted himself to be kissed on the cheek!  But only the cheek.  Things had to be very straight forward and as regular as an arrow, what with Judge Washington sitting not so far away.  He smiled cheekily at that most magnanimous specimen of the female gender that sat beside him.  Oh, a woman like her could make everything right, couldn't she?  He stared at her impressive expressions with glee as she excitedly surmised that they could hide themselves away in the pocket of a week later in the year.<br/><br/>"Longer!" he said with a laugh.   "Mademoiselle, the things you say."  He checked his time piece.   "Perhaps we can spend our winter in South Africa.  It's summer down there when it's Christmas, you know.  The added benefit!  You in a bikini.  A sight indeed."<br/><br/>The voyage would be irregular, of that Ettiene was sure.  There was no telling when they would arrive.  Indeed, since the Beauxbatons Academy of Magic was unplottable, the destination was unknowable and the distance unattainable.  So, Ettiene made preparations for a comfortable trip.  He removed from his satchel a wool blanket and draped it over their legs.  He had originally planned to be particularly handsy beneath it, but with Professor Washington in the carriage, such plans had to be shredded.  He then removed two thermoses -- one contained coffee and the other contained vichyssoise.  He opened the thermos that contained the soup and... well, the aroma was over-powering.<br/><br/>When Ettiene entered the carriage, he had very briefly surveyed the compartment.  He had been surprised to see Professor Washington, and a bit put off by it, too.  There would be no indecency in her presence, that was for sure.  The shrew was so imperious.  Now that he was settled, Ettiene affected a smile as he waved a greeting at her, but he disliked her greatly.  Life was so difficult already, and it was made all the more harder by such a demanding transfigurations teacher.<br/><br/>"Professor Washington, a pleasure to see you again."<br/><br/>He then turned to look at Mademoiselle Bouchard.  He admitted to himself, as all men had to admit to themselves when their thoughts might be guessed at so readily, that she was very alluring.  But her beauty wasn't arrived at through happiness and openness, like his Constance.  No, her beauty seemed to be derived from sadder stuff.<br/><br/>"A pleasure to see you again, Mademoiselle," he said.