<div class="floatleft">(http://i975.photobucket.com/albums/ae240/samanthamazur/dFNG5BTi033S_zpsa5e722e0.jpg)</div><strong>Character Name PC:</strong>Claudette Nadeen Touchet<br/>(goes by Claud) (http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=193964.msg9460236#msg9460236)<br/><strong>Relationship Status:</strong>Single<br/><strong>House and Year</strong>Ombrelune, second year student<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Carriage from Marseilles<br/><strong>Date:</strong>September 1st<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Constance and Ettiene and his two idiot friends (moving to sit with Ettiene) Open<br/><br/>*wearing (http://fashionistatrends.com/wp-content/uploads/2013/10/classy-outfits-44.jpg)<br/><br/><hr/><br/>Claudette barely allowed time to glare at Adel as he made his smart mouthed comment. She didn’t need words to get her feelings across. She wanted him to die in a boiling hot vat of oil. It was at that moment when Ettiene pushed back against her, causing her to stumble and smack an unsuspecting soul in the head. She didn’t care if they were hurt, if they expected an apology from her then they would be waiting a very long time! After all she was far too busy trying not to appear too happy as she watched Constance sulk and move to the back of the carriage, wobbly lip and all.<br/><br/>There was only one problem with Ettiene going one way and Constance going another. That problem was the effort it took Claudette to keep from smiling. Her plan was rolling along wonderfully, with each player falling into place as expected. If this rate kept up and there were no interruptions then she figured she would have Ettiene to herself, and his money, no later than by Christmas! She had better prepare her skiing outfits...oh who was she kidding! Ettiene would simply buy her what she needed!<br/><br/>Not bothering to go after Constance, why would she, Claudette chucked her bag at Abel and smoothed her skirt over her hips. She fluffed her hair and made her move, following in Ettiene’s wake.