<div class="floatleft">(http://i1226.photobucket.com/albums/ee406/Mostly_roleplay_pictures/People/Males/jamie-campbell-bower-photo_zps5b6cdc72.jpg)</div><strong>Character Name (PC):</strong>Luc-Ambroise de Sade (http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=193964.msg9482367#msg9482367)<br/><strong>Year/House:</strong>4th Year; Ombrelune<br/><strong>Relationship Status:</strong>unattached<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>a brown suit and shiny dress shoes<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Grand Hall, Ombrelune table<br/><strong>Date:</strong>September 1st<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Ombrelune table, Lily, OPEN<br/><br/>The time aboard the carriage had proven fairly entertaining with the jaded bunch that had gathered in the back of the Paris carriage. As Luc-Ambroise finished changing, he noticed familiar sites around him and decided it would be prudent to gather his things and be ready for his final departure. Arriving in the school grounds sent a shiver of exhilaration down his spine. He looked forward to the start of the new year and all the glory that it would undoubtedly bring him, though he would never say such a thing aloud. When the carriage came to a stop, he had his belongings in hand and, giving a smile and nod to his acquaintances, he made his way inside.<br/><br/>Before too long, he was entering the Great Hall. Unlike all the previous years, he wasn't so overcome with adoration at the fine details the headmistress had seen to in the decorating. No, this time around he was able to pay attention to every reaction the students around him had. He caught both adoration and hatred as he began walking towards a seat in the center of the long table designated to his mansion with its grey and blue hues, but it was the rare incident indifference that he did not allow himself to see. He sighed, taking in the entire scene; it was like arriving home again after a long journey. Had he been able to catch the Head of Obrelune's attention, he would have made a point of addressing her directly in some way but she was paying more attention to the other professors than to any of the students. He was never Madame F's favorite, anyway, but as one of the quidditch stars in her house, a little rubbing elbows was to be expected of him.<br/><br/>The blonde plopped down unceremoniously in his chair, kicking it up on its back legs for a moment while he looked left and right at his tablemates in order to judge the tone of the event so far. He happily noted that his classmate from the same year, Lily Gibbons, had arrived and already seated herself neatly nearby. He shot her a charming smile and gave a slow wave her way. He knew the girl had a bit of a temper, but was otherwise possibly as concerned with keeping up appearances as he was. The night was ripe with possibilities and he wondered just who else would be joining the Moon's house.<br/>