<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/8/88/NifBianca1.jpg)</div><strong>Character Name (PC):</strong>Bianca Renard<br/><strong>Year/House:</strong>Astronomy Professor<br/><strong>Relationship Status:</strong>Single (widowed)<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>gray pencil skirt, black turtleneck, modest pumps<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Bern carriage/post joined carriages<br/><strong>Date:</strong>September 1<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Olivier, open<br/><hr/>"Well I hope you find teaching as rewarding as I do, Olivier," she said. It would be interesting to see how the year went for him. Not everyone had the patience and temperament for teaching and sometimes it was only by doing it you could discover if you did. But he seemed articulate and if he didn't rattle easy he should have little difficulty and would certainly be popular with the girls. It wasn't like her to be overly interested in other people's things but she found herself curious about the flask he summoned as she tried to decipher the strange engraving but she wasn't able to make sense of it before he was tucking it away again. She was still pondering some of the symbols when his comment took her by surprise.<br/><br/><em>" But alas, one cannot change the past, so dwelling on memories can be dangerous...I sense you know this all too well yourself"</em><br/><br/>"I suppose I do," she said quickly, feeling herself draw back a bit. Had he heard some of the other teachers talking about her or was her melancholy so plain a stranger could read it? Alex was like that, not a man of subtlety and yet prone to the occasional observation that illuminated just how perceptive he was. She felt a pang as she thought about her late husband and without realizing it, reached over to twist the golden band she wore on her right hand now. She could not do this today, lose herself in nostalgia, when it was the start of a new school year and she should be looking forward. She brought the conversation around to a different subject in hopes of a distraction. "That flask of yours is a curious piece. May I ask about the engraving? What is it its origin?"<br/>