<div class="floatleft">(http://i1226.photobucket.com/albums/ee406/Mostly_roleplay_pictures/People/Males/Andrej/7968e38f-8592-4d0a-8600-c85f60b33941_zpsac091115.jpg)</div><strong>Character Name (PC):</strong>Afanassii Abez'iana (http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=193964.msg9431176#msg9431176)<br/><strong>Year/House:</strong>2nd year / Papillonlisse<br/><strong>Relationship Status:</strong>single<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>a random hodgepodge of alternative clothing (http://www.metmuseum.org/toah/images/hb/hb_2004.15a,b.jpg)<br/><strong>Location:</strong>joined carriage<br/><strong>Date:</strong>September 1st<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Emilie, Marston<br/><br/>"Ah, yes... a pub..." The red haired boy squinted, racking his brain to remember the word the French used for it and whether he'd be able to obtain alcohol at only 17 years of age. He let it go, figuring the other male likely knew better than he did. It wasn't that he didn't drink; it was only that there was no age requirement back where he was originally from. "I'd like that. I'm not sure we'll get much of an opportunity to visit the village, though..."<br/><br/>Nassii watched adoringly as Emilie politely apologized. She seemed very genuine and down to earth, unlike the many pretentious witches he'd met at the school. He chuckled as he watched her suspiciously taste-test the Churchkhela, bringing a hand up to touch his lips reflexively. "I understand. I am sometimes skeptical when trying new things as well. Oh..." His expression fell, almost pouting at the thought that she'd be leaving them. "Of course. I would be delighted to watch him for you." He watched the lady move off to change with a hint of longing in his eyes and then turned to face Marston, who's question made him blush. He looked away for a moment. "I don't know if I have a 'type'. Then again, I'm not sure I would call her 'shy' really... I think she is just unsure of herself. She<em>is</em>beautiful, though." He conceded, glancing back the way she'd gone.<br/><br/>He was a bit shocked when Marston asked about the word, he'd never known 'muggle' to be a negative term. "I take it you are... not from a traditional wizarding family? "Muggle" just means that neither of your parents were, themselves, wizards. Some people are prejudiced against them - just as are some prejudiced against people of certain skin colors or religions. But that is a problem with the bigot who holds the prejudice... not the muggles themselves."<br/><br/>He shrugged, hoping the explanation was satisfactory enough. The American's cheeky actions brought Nassii's attention back to Emilie's returning form. He smiled warmly as he saw her in the school uniform for the first time. "Blue suits you." He said simply, his eyes caressing her newly attired form for much longer than he should have. "Poe has said nothing so I assume that I haven't been too terrible of company for him. Marston and I were discussing the term 'muggle' and whether it has any negative connotations on its own in the wizarding culture. Any thoughts on this?"<br/><br/>