<div class="floatleft">(http://media.meltyfashion.fr/article-1259538-ajust_930/l-actrice-scarlett-johansson.jpg)</div><br/><strong>Character Name (PC):</strong>Leonore Braun (http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=193964.msg9474781#msg9474781)<br/><strong>Year/House:</strong>Second Year, Ombrelune<br/><strong>Relationship Status:</strong>Single<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>This (http://www.dicandiafashion.com/wp-content/uploads/2013/02/Casual-wear-for-women-over-50-434x1024.jpg)<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Carriage from Paris, France<br/><strong>Date:</strong>September 1st<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Jean-Paul Lesperance, Luc-Ambroise de Sade<br/><br/><hr/><br/>Oh, this was getting a bit more awkward. Perhaps she shouldn't had offer the empty seat to Luc-Ambroise but she didn't want to seem rude, especially to her senior of all people. Still, she couldn't resist to smile wider as the adorable Mynah did his almost-perfect mimicry and she giggled softly, "Mercury is getting better at it! He almost sounded like you." In turn, the little snowy owl on Leonore's shoulder gave a small hooting sound, as if to show her approval of Mercury's skill and the little bird received another scratch under her beak. The owl ruffled her feathers a bit before jumping down to Leonore's lap again. She had always like to be on her Mistress' lap, which Leonore didn't mind at all.<br/><br/>Her attention was then upon Jean-Paul, just as he tossed item to her. She caught it with both hands, her eyebrows raised as she inspected the packaging curiously, "Oh, thank you!" A slight flush flowed through her cheeks and she spared a small yet genuine smile towards Jean-Paul as she looked at the package closer. She had seen and heard about them before, but hadn't really received a chance to purchase one and try herself. She wasn't really a sweet-tooth kind of person, but appreciated sweets from time to time.<br/><br/>"I think they do jump around, like real frogs," Leonore responded, "And from what I heard, these sweets are popular because of the trading cards. I wonder on what cards we would get.." She sounded rather fascinated and as much as she wanted to open it, the blonde girl decided otherwise. Perhaps she could show to Gustav as she knew her good friend really adores sweets. She was certain he would appreciate it more. Moving slightly, she kept the package in her little handbag as Weib moved aside obligingly to let her do so.<br/><br/>Once Luc-Ambroise settled onto the empty seat next to them, the blonde spared her attention to him. Watching him, he seemed rather perplexed at Jean-Paul and in truth, she was slightly surprised that her other senior wasn't truly aware of knowing Luc-Ambroise that well. Sensing the awkward situation, Leonore was silent at first but then tried to make a bit of conversation as she turned to face the older blonde young man, "Ambroise, you were saying your father picked the suit for you?" The grayish-blue eyed girl smiled softly towards him, "He really has good taste. My compliments to your father."<br/><br/>She shifted a bit in her seat and continued to speak, "What are your plans for this year, Ambroise?" She looked to Jean-Paul then, smiling still, "Also, I would ask you the same." The blonde turned her face back to Luc-Ambroise. "Are you trying at the Quidditch team again? You were very excellent last year, I have to say. I look forward to see on your performance this year too." She really wasn't interested in sports, despite trying to get herself into a regular exercise regime — mostly involving some running and jogging. But she appreciated the sports nevertheless, and had enjoyed it when she first saw the match in her first year.<br/><br/>"Ambroise was in the Quidditch team for our mansion last year. If I'm not mistaken, he was our Chaser too." She explained to Jean-Paul, uncertain whether he had watched the match or was interested. But nevertheless, they needed a topic and subject to converse about, so might as well.