<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>joined carriage<br/><strong>Date:</strong>September 1st<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Emilie, Marston, Rei<br/><br/>The carriage was getting busier and busier by the minute now that everyone was dashing off to get changed. The lonesome Bern carriage had morphed into a bustling transport without Afanassii's noticing, but the distraction of conversation with these enjoyable schoolmates was not something he would complain about. He was happy that he'd made so many acquaintances and so few enemies in so much time aboard. Year two and things were going well enough thus far...<br/><br/>Emilie's comment about their wand core "club" made him almost snort in laughter. He brought a hand up to cover his scrunched-up face. The girl certainly had a special way of tickling his funny bone. His chuckling took a few moments to calm down and he nodded at her take on what their school must look like. "It is a spectacular sight," he agreed, "I like the fact that their are so many buildings that make up the campus. And it seems to have a lot of history... there is always something new to spark my curiosity. Although... I know that I would be unwelcome to tour the other mansions." He admitted the last with a bit of a reluctant sigh.<br/><br/>Rei's obervations about Marston made him cock his head quizzically. He wanted to press a bit but decided against it both for the fact that the American man was only just introduced to them and he didn't want to make him uncomfortable and that he was realizing that it would be prudent to get in uniform before too long. He sensed it was as good a time as any to run off to the changing rooms; with any luck the cowboy might appreciate the distraction. He frowned a bit, his lower lip pulling out in a pout as it was wont to do. "Well, I hope you will forgive me... I think it would be particularly unlucky for me to show up at school in such an unprofessional state. I'm going to go slip into the blue suit so I don't receive a scolding. I waited to avoid the crowd... but now I become a bit nervous about all that."  He laughed a bit and stood, taking a moment to stretch before turning to head to the changing rooms. Glancing back, he looked at the unlikely trio he had been speaking with. "If I don't return before we arrive, then good luck! I hope we'll run into each other again soon."