<div class="floatleft">(http://i975.photobucket.com/albums/ae240/samanthamazur/ConnieAvie_zps1bd48eb5.jpg)</div><strong>Character Name PC:</strong>Constance Maree Jeannie Beauregard  (goes by Connie) (http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=193964.msg9449326#msg9449326)<br/><strong>Relationship Status:</strong>Dating  Ettiene Bonhomme  (http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=193964.msg9427792#msg9427792)<br/><strong>House and Year</strong>Papillonlisse, second year student<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Carriage from Marseilles<br/><strong>Date:</strong>September 1st<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Ettiene, Open<br/><br/>*wearing (http://media-cache-ec0.pinimg.com/736x/a5/4e/85/a54e855a2c8caa9d55da19e04dccd585.jpg)<br/>*note, she is not wearing the hat*<br/><br/><hr/><br/>Snuggling against Ettiene, Constance could not contain the smile that danced in the blue-green of her eyes, and so she didn’t bother to try. She was happy, truly, unquestionably delighted to be alive and by his side. In the back of her mind she knew there would be trouble ahead, dealing with the consequences of her trip would be just one. By now her family would have learned the truth. She had not been on vacation with Claudette, as Connie  had told her parents. It was likely they would never fully trust her again, but the rift had been worth the two glorious weeks spent alone in Ettiy’s arms.<br/><br/>Shifting in her seat, Constance peered up at the delicious man she still had trouble believing returned her affection and softly cupped his cheek with her soft hand. Her slim fingers stroked along his strong jaw as she looked into his expressive eyes and fell in love with him all over again. He instinctively knew what words would make her melt into his arms, as easily as ice left out in the hot summer sun.<strong>”I am too Ettiy. No matter how much trouble results from it, I wouldn’t change a single thing...but one.”</strong>Connie leaned closer to place a soft kiss upon his cheek before adding<strong>”I would have planned to stay alone with you longer.”</strong><br/><br/>Stroking his inner wrist with the soft pad of her thumb, Connie looked around the carriage as more students, both old and new boarded the carriage. Claudette hadn’t entered yet. It was a blessing and a disappointment wrapped up in one. Claudette was Constance’s best friend, but she and Ettiene didn’t always get along.<strong>”Maybe we can find more time for us this year?”</strong>her eyes filled with hope that this year might be different. It was about time others could see how happy Ettiy made her, how happy they made each other. Shouldn’t that be more important than anything else?