<div class="floatleft">(http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg157/onilobo/Marston_zps11eddc0b.png)</div><strong>Character Name (PC/NPC):</strong>Edgar Marston Harlaw Jr.<br/><strong>Year/House:</strong>Unsorted First year<br/><strong>Relationship Status:</strong>Sowing his wild oats<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>Red Plaid cowboy shirt, cowboy hat, faded, well worn wrangler jeans, cowboy boots, rattlesnake skin belt an buckle. (http://images.luvimages.com/luvphotos/j/jason_aldean_in_a_cowboy_hat_and_plaid_shirt-1276.jpg)<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Leaving the Paris Carriage, passing through the  Marseilles Carriage<br/><strong>Date:</strong>September 1<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Virginie, that huge group in Mariselle (in passing) before ending at the Bern Carriage- Afanassii and Emillie<hr/><br/><br/><br/><br/><div align="center"><strong><em>Paris Carriage </em></strong></div><br/>"Worry? This little jolt? This is nothing to worry about darling, I've been tossed around a few times and I manage to stay on, but enough of my last girlfriend." Marston shared with a wicked little smirk, noting how she had reached for his hand. "But if you want a reason to hold my hand, I'll keep you safe from the big bad carriage." He added, shifting into English as she had revealed to him she was multilingual. Marston looked on curiously as she produced a little purple box out of her bag, explained what it was and quickly excused herself. He did manage to watch her walk away and send her off with a whistle before he opened the candy.<br/><br/>"Hmmm...it's a frog of chocolate." He discovered as he went for it and the little bastard hopped over his head! "The hell..." Marston shot out of his seat and turned to grab the candy and once more failed as it leaped out of his grasp! In a twist of luck, the back door opened as a few students switched carriages and his candy escaped! "Figures." He sighed and started to walk to retrieve his frog when he promptly returned to take his guitar case! Marston and that guitar were inseparable, it was the last thing his father had given him.<br/><br/><div align="center"><strong><em> Marseilles Carriage </em></strong></div><br/>The wrapper from the candy was shoved into his pocket as he switched into the new carriage. Marston saw his chocolate frog hopping all over the place and he debated if he even wanted to eat it, in the event he caught it! The first year ran off, dodging people as he zipped-zagged in between people as if he was running for a Touchdown. "Pardon me, sorry about that...watch out! Hello there!" He greeted as the frog managed to slip down a blouse. Marston stopped and spun. "Pardon me Miss...but there is something down your shirt I want...." He was saying as the frog jumped away and vanished into the next carriage! "Damn it!" Marston left, barely giving the awesome pair of tits  a second glance (Claudette) and a wink before he ran off into the next carriage!<br/><br/><div align="center"><em><strong>Lyon Carriage </strong></em></div>Marston blitzed through the carriage, the frog managed to piss off a few people and sow some chaos but he was in and out of it before anyone could get more than a word of surprise in! If that frog thought it would give up, it had another thing coming! For a moment he wondered if this was a prank by the lovely little pilgrim over in the Paris carriage. She was going to get a talking too, that was for damn sure!<br/><br/><div align="center"><strong><em>Bern Carriage </em></strong></div><br/>Marston burst into the half occupied carriage in hot pursuit and managed to snatch it out of the air as it tried to land on a redhead's lap (Emillie). The Texan held onto the frog in one hand and looked at the two people he had interrupted. "Sorry about that, first time eating one of these things...if people had to run after chocolates all the time, they wouldn't get fat now, would they?" He said in his basic french and heavy drawl in his American Accent before chuckling. His hand opened a bit to look at the candy and with a shrug he tossed it into his mouth. He didn't know where the damn thing had been, but like hell was he going to give it the satisfaction of not being eaten!<em>Hmmm not bad, worth it. </em><br/><br/>Before he left he looked at the two in the seats. "Have you two seen the lady with the peanuts? A trolley lady I think?" He asked the two as he scanned the aisle, looking for something else to eat now that his appetite was gnawing at his belly.<br/><br/><hr/>*Note* Blue is him speaking in English, eventually it will phase out as his French improves.