<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/c/c2/Colette.png)</div><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: candara;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 11pt;"><strong>Character Name (PC):</strong> Colette Rosier (http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=193964.msg9515883#msg9515883)<br/><strong>Year/House:</strong> 3rd year / Papillonlisse<br/><strong>Relationship Status:</strong> Single<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong> Uniform<br/><strong>Location:</strong> Paris Carriage Changing Area<br/><strong>Date:</strong> September 1st<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong> Open, (Maybe an Alex?)<br/><br/></span></span><hr/><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: candara;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 10pt;">Having weaved her way through the corridor, Colette finally found the changing area and slipped inside. Pulling a curtain back she stepped into the singular changing stall and closed herself back in. It was always hard for her to get changed in the carriage. The stalls were small and even though the curtain didn't make things air tight she still felt a bit claustrophobic. Rushing to change, she could keep her shoes, as they were her standard uniform footwear. The pleated skirt she wore was switched out with a nicely pressed powder blue dress and she took off her knee high socks in order to put on a pair of  white tights before pulling her shoes on last. Once she was completely dressed she drew the curtain back and exhaled deeply. Taking in as much air as possible then once she caught her breath, she smoothed out her skirt and made sure everything was tucked, pressed and in perfect place. She pulled on her sweater and buttoned it up all the way. She had packed her winter coat in her suitcase and hopefully wouldn't be needing it just yet. Standing in front of a long mirror she smiled at herself and placed the white beret on her head making sure her hair was in order and then headed out with her previously worn clothing tucked into a carry on bag. <br/><br/>Colette did wonder if Virginie had taken her advice yet to get dressed. They would be arriving any time and it would not be acceptable to not have her uniform on. She always did wait too late to get ready. Tucking a strand of golden hair behind one ear started down the corridor toward her carriage seat. Not looking to where she was going, having been distracted momentarily by a chocolate frog that had gotten free, she shook her head some and turned to continue on. What she didn't expect was for someone to be standing in her way or stepping out into the corridor and she bumped directly into them with a startled gasp.<br/><br/><strong>"Oh .. I am sorry. I did not see you."</strong><br/><br/>She glanced up then to see just who she had literally bumped into and silently hoped it wasn't her brother or any of his lackies causing trouble. Kristoff was always the sort to think he was better then any muggleborn or half blood. He held himself in high regard much like their parents and other family did.</span></span>