<div class="floatleft">(http://i867.photobucket.com/albums/ab235/bloodiedporcelain/elcharacterpics/beauxbatons/ladyprofessor3_zps7d15e8ad.jpeg)</div><strong>Character Name (PC):</strong>Professor Anais Lachance (http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=193964.msg9464986#msg9464986)<br/><strong>Relationship Status:</strong>Single<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>This (http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/set?id=110483339)<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Bern Carriage<br/><strong>Date:</strong>Sept 1st<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Professor Jerome Bellerose, Annalise Lachance (NPC), Afanassii Abez'iana<br/><hr/>Anais flushed a bit, clearly somewhat embarassed by the fact that he only remembered her by the fact that her final had almost been a failure. While most would have considered it a triumph to get an M in Bellerose's class, for Anais, anything less than an R in<em>any</em>subject was unacceptable. She worked too hard, too long, too diligently to get anything less than perfect marks. The fact that that final could have ruined her perfect record was something that hadn't sat well with her at all, and more than once she'd fallen asleep in the library and had to be sent off to her room just barely before curfew, always pouting slightly that she'd fallen asleep and missed out on much needed study time.<br/><br/>"Thank you for the warm welcome, Professor," she said, attempting to not be too obvious about the fact that she was half disappointed, half embarrassed by his recollection of her final. "Do you mind if we si-" her words were cut off by a giggle from the little girl in her arms, and ever the vigilant mother, Anais glanced over her shoulder to see the young man she'd believed to be asleep awake and playing peek-a-boo with her. Grinning at the boy, she didn't stop him and their playing, and when he rose to approach, she put Annalise down at her feet, watching with interest as the little girl gazed up at the young man, still chewing on her teething toy.<br/><br/>At his question, Anais looked expectantly down at the little girl, curious if she would perform for him and say her name (something that was no small feat for her still developing speech skills) or not. Annalise, never one to disappoint, removed her toy from her mouth and burbled for a moment before she got the name out... or something close to it. "Annawise," she managed after a few false starts, and she looked up at Anais for approval, who just nodded and gave her an adoring smile.<br/><br/>Turning back to the boy, the baby lifted her hand and wrapped her fingers around the long red strands of his hair, rubbing it between her fingers for a moment before her finger moved to his nose and poked it firmly. "NOSE!" she cried happily, letting out an excited squeal a moment later as she poked his nose again before moving her hand to smash her fingers against her own nose. "Nose!"<br/><br/>Anais just chuckled and found a seat nearby, her legs in the Aisle and her eyes returning to Jerome to give him a soft smile. "I'm sorry, I know she's a bit loud... but believe me, this is much better than the screaming we'd all be treated to if I tried to make her be quiet," she chuckled, shaking her head and removing her hat to run her fingers back through her long red curls.