<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/8/84/Frchar2.jpeg)</div><strong>Character Name (PC):</strong>Marc Gasquet (http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=193964.msg9504971#msg9504971)<br/><strong>Year/House:</strong>3rd year teaching HoM / Papillonlisse<br/><strong>Relationship Status:</strong>Single<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>Well-fitting bright blue suit (about as bright as the sorting cloak) with black shoes, black tie, and light blue button-up shirt.<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Grand Hall<br/><strong>Date:</strong>Sept. 1st<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Annabelle, Open<br/><br/><hr/><br/>Marc had originally thought of this teaching job as a temporary gig while he geared himself up for another run at a Ministry of Magic position, but he couldn't help but feel that he was settling into his role as a professor, in a good way. He liked having a chance to teach these bright young minds, even if they were only in his class because it was a strict requirement of the school. He thought of himself as one of the few who tried to make History of Magic interesting. To him, it was all about the storylines, and how we can learn from those stories.<br/><br/>Marc, being the flashy and bubbly personality that he was, was dressed in a bright blue suit that glowed, like his smile. He was practically skipping into the Grand Hall, happy to be early. He liked helping the set-up efforts, being skilled in Charms. He had spent the past several months in the area, running around on Ministry work, lobbying for this and that while setting up contacts, and he was feeling good to have school start again, so he could ease up on that work for a little while to settle into his teaching routine.<br/><br/>"Ms. Delacroix, looks like you practically set up everything yourself. I would've gladly helped if you had asked." he said, though he had managed to add a few decorations along his walk to the head table. He added, with a chuckle, "I suppose I did some helping even though you did not ask, though." He was careful not to change any of Annabelle's spells, as he knew they would already be delightful. Instead, he augmented the hall, adding decorations here and there.<br/><br/>He added three large banners at the back of the hall in line with each houses tables, sporting the insignia of the house in the middle of each banner. They looked especially royal in front of the ivy Annabelle had already added. He added a few flying birds above, that would be graceful in their flight, flapping their light blue wings overhead, while being sure not to eat any of the butterflies. He charmed the chairs as well, to glide gracefully in and out of the tables, helping seat the students quickly (sometimes more quickly than they would like) and quietly, without all that scratching.<br/><br/>As he approached the headmistress, he conjured up a large, pale blue flower, with a surprisingly strong and rich aroma. "For you, Madame" he said, as he offered it to her. There was enough stem that she could tie it into her hair if she chose, or not. Like many of the other professors, Annabelle was the reason he was here, and he was grateful for that, so he tried to be helpful whenever he could. Sometimes, because of his personality, he went a little overboard. If he did, though, Marc was completely oblivious to it, as he would give her the flower and go to his table, greeting the others already seated at the table as he sat down, "Looks like we're the early ones! I do enjoy watching the students file in, it is quite a glorious sight." he said, with that bouncy energy of his.