<div class="floatleft">(https://31.media.tumblr.com/ef53f0bd576e98cb1f035dc7fc9fc8b3/tumblr_mzpvutA3sC1rjpd1ko1_500.jpg)</div><strong>Character Name (PC):</strong>Anders Pedersen<br/><strong>Year/House:</strong>Papillonlisse, 5th Year<br/><strong>Relationship Status:</strong>Single<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>Link (http://25.media.tumblr.com/b44d3f3281b03c69430f24527119c6ab/tumblr_mzq9wbskPe1rjpd1ko1_500.jpg)<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Carriage from Lyon<br/><strong>Date:</strong>September 1st<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Gustav Beauvais<br/><br/><hr/><br/>Having settled into his seat, Anders was looking forward to the ride to the school.  After the last few days he had gone through, all he wanted was something to help take his mind off of the frustrations which were running through his mind.  He had been looking out the window, watching the people moving about with his mind on pulling out the paperback in his pocket when a familiar voice cut through the gloom caught his attention.<br/><br/>Anders had looked up and smiled at the sight of Gustav, quickly moving to make room beside him.  As Gustav approached, Anders held out his hand to greet his friend.  “I thought I'd take a little vacation before school began.  Do a little sightseeing.” He lied.  Although he didn't like to lie, especially to those people whom he generally liked and was friendly to, he wasn't too sure he wanted anyone to know what he was doing and had been up to.  It felt wrong, a tad impolite and rude.  But what he had been doing, searching for his father and answers, wasn't exactly something he wanted to share and risk being thrown into the rumor mill of the school.<br/><br/>“My summer was alright I guess.  Same shit, except for all this...” He remarked.  “What about you?  I didn't expect to see you on here.  Don't you like closer to the Nantes Carriage?  How was your summer?”