<div class="floatleft">(http://farm4.staticflickr.com/3814/12266730365_194c0708c4_b_d.jpg)</div><strong>Character Name (PC):</strong>Virginie Moreau<br/><strong>Year/House:</strong>Papillonlisse, 3rd Year<br/><strong>Relationship Status:</strong>Single<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>White t-shirt under open flannel shirt. Skinny jeans, boots and hat. Her mother's wedding ring around her neck on a thin chain (http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7385/12149227995_5f6855a541_o_d.jpg)<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Paris Carriage<br/><strong>Date:</strong>September 1st<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Open<br/><br/><hr/><br/><br/>The carriage was filling up fast now that the departure time was approaching and it wasn't long before the premium on the empty seat next to Virginie went up. A young man was the first to ask whether or not it was free, speaking in French with a very strong accent from somewhere in America. She hadn't seen his face before so she assumed he was a first year and taking in his clothes she labelled him a definite foreigner. The majority of the coaches occupants were french and dressed casually yet stylishly in an understated kind of way; but his guy looked like a cowboy.<br/><br/>"Sure, it's free." She replied, she replied slowly, so he could follow her french, when he had asked her whether the seat was free. She pointed at his hat, "Nice hat." She smiled and gestured to her own, "I'm Virginie."<br/><br/>Virginie wasn't a mean girl, quite the opposite, but she was playful and liked to tease so on spotting that the guy grasp of French was basic she began talking faster and slipping in words she was making up on the spot, trying to befuddle him.<br/><br/>"So, I'm guessing you're a new rumble tart. Which mansion do you think you're going to get humgorded into?"<br/><br/>She watched his reaction and started giggling, a wide grin spreading across her face as her petite body shook with laughter. Composing herself, she gave one last soft giggle and held out her hand to him. This time she addressed him in English, a faint accent to her speech.<br/><br/>"I'm sorry for teasing you but I couldn't resist it. I hope you forgive me." She smiled at him, warm and friendly this time.