Beauxbatons Academy of Magic - Sorting Ceremony
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				Title: <strong>Beauxbatons Academy of Magic - Sorting Ceremony</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>persephone325</strong> on <strong>26-01-2014, 05:28:11</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://www.conferencecambridge.com/wp-content/uploads/2011/08/St-Johns-College-Dining-Hall-530x398.jpg)</div><div class="floatright">(http://25.media.tumblr.com/7bd903d86394db77a19b3bccd16f3a0a/tumblr_mzw311BpaR1qf46efo1_400.jpg)</div>The Grand Hall. Throughout the year, the Grand Hall is home to many meals and events. One such important event, is the Sorting Ceremony; held on the very first day of the school year. Second through seventh year students enter the hall first and are seated at their house tables. After everyone has been seated, the first years are lined up alphabetically and brought in to take part in their sorting.<br><br>They stand in a single line in front of the Headmistress. One at a time, she calls them up and wraps the Sorting Cloak around them and lifts the hood gently over their head. The Cloak sees deep inside the student's heart and mind. Once the Cloak has seen enough of the student's dreams, goals, thoughts and desires, she places them in the most appropriate mansion. Once assigned to their mansion, the first year joins the other students of the same house at their table.<br><br>After the sorting ceremony is finished, there is a large feast. Once finished eating, students are permitted to socialize and familiarize themselves with the layout of the school. However, come midnight, all students are to be in their common rooms. This curfew is strictly enforced, and any student in non-compliance will receive detention.<br><hr>Please use this code:<br><div class="codeheader">Code: <a href="javascript:void(0);" onclick="return smfSelectText(this);" class="codeoperation">[Select]</a></div><pre style="margin: 0; padding: 0;"><code class="bbc_code">[floatleft][img height=300] insert your character avatar here[/img][/floatleft]<br>[b]Character Name (PC/NPC):[/b] Please use the appropriate label<br>[b]Year/House:[/b] (First years on the carriage, just put your year)<br>[b]Relationship Status:[/b]<br>[b]Wearing:[/b]<br>[b]Location:[/b]<br>[b]Date:[/b]<br>[b]Tagging:[/b]<br>[hr]</code></pre>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Beauxbatons Academy of Magic - Sorting Ceremony</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>persephone325</strong> on <strong>18-02-2014, 00:57:00</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://25.media.tumblr.com/480eb0546320190050d53622275dd80c/tumblr_mg7o27OjML1rkrc64o1_400.jpg)</div><strong>Character Name PC:</strong> Annabelle Delacroix<br><strong>Year/House:</strong> Staff<br><strong>Relationship Status:</strong> Single<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> This (http://www.polyvore.com/annabelles_dress/set?id=113792403)<br><strong>Location:</strong> Grand Hall<br><strong>Date:</strong> September 1st, 2014<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Everyone<br><hr>Annabelle entered the Grand Hall swiftly. She was here to get everything ready for the new year. The pictures on the wall greeted her warmly, welcoming her back for another year. She smiled and nodded at them. The hall was looking as plain as it ever did. However, a swift hand movement changed all that in an instant.<br><br>The tablecloths on the three rows of tables suddenly changed colors to match the colors of their respective mansions. Candles became lit along each table, flowers magically bloomed in vases along the length of the tables, and crystal glasses were filled with water. Various wines were present on each table as well, however the bottles were enchanted so nobody under the age of eighteen could even touch them. Annabelle smiled. An enchantment she had made up herself. Even if an older student tried to pour wine into the glass of a younger student, it would change to water the instant it hit the glass.<br><br>The table at the head of the hall, which was for the staff, was beautifully decorated. Vases full of flowers magically appeared, and the back wall became covered with ivy vines with lush green leaves lining them. Gorgeous white flowers bloomed on the vines, and gave off a sweet smelling aroma.<br><br>Annabelle looked up to the ceiling and waved her hand again. The appearance of the rafters changed and shifted to appear as the night sky. A huge beautiful full moon hung overhead, and stars twinkled around it as if they were winking. Finally, Annabelle waved her hand once more. Countless butterflies danced around the room, but stayed just out of reach of even the tallest student.<br><br>A smile graced her lips as she took her place at the glass podium in front of the staff table. She knew this would be a great year, and hoped her students felt the same. Standing there looking like she had stepped out of a painting, Annabelle waited for the students to enter through the huge doors of the Grand Hall.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Beauxbatons Academy of Magic - Sorting Ceremony</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aiden</strong> on <strong>18-02-2014, 03:15:38</strong>
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				<br><div class="floatleft">(http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg157/onilobo/BL-7_zpsaf330971.jpg) (http://s247.photobucket.com/user/onilobo/media/BL-7_zpsaf330971.jpg.html)</div><div class="floatright">(http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg157/onilobo/Marstonsmom_zps592ec7db.jpg) (http://s247.photobucket.com/user/onilobo/media/Marstonsmom_zps592ec7db.jpg.html)</div><strong>Character Name(s) PC:</strong> Madeleine Desrosiers and Emmanuelle Harlaw <br><strong>Relationship Status:</strong> Widowed / Widowed <br><strong>Beauxbatons Alumni:</strong> Papillonlisse / Papillonlisse<br><strong>Location:</strong> Arriving at the School (long before the carriage is scheduled to arrived)<br><strong>Date:</strong> September 1st <br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Annabelle Delacroix <br><hr><br>Although the trip was short in a flying carriage, she would have preferred the long ride in the school carriage over sharing the ride over with her mother. Madeline turned to look at the youngest of her three daughters, the pureblood witch smoothed a slight crease in her skirts and robes and addressed her once more. "I hope my beloved grandson does not think himself free, to do as he pleases, because his grandmother is a governor." <br><br>"Because you showed so much favor to your other children and grandchildren?" Emmanuelle responded nonchalantly but with enough implication for the woman to perk an eyebrow. Rather then feel offense, the older woman cracked a smile. "And you claimed the boy inherited his father's cheek." She retorted, the youngest of the two knew she was bested and turned to look out the window once more. Her thoughts of her husband returned, the woman still in mourning, Madeline understood and moved to comfort her once more. <br><br>Upon arrival, the two ladies left the carriage. They were ahead of the carriage by a little under an hour which gave them plenty of time to speak with the Headmistress. Despite her comments in the carriage earlier, Marston's case was unique, he was two years older than the accepting age and knew little of magic. Madeline thought her grandson a squib at one point, but there was no denying a frightening moment her daughter described a little after the death of Edgar.&nbsp; <br><br>Madeline led the two up into the school, spotting her former housemate and current headmistress of the school. She would never date herself, but the second great war had not even started when they were "young" ladies, sorted into the same home and developing a friendship that had endured decades. "Excuse me miss, I am looking for the headmistress, you must be her daughter..." She greeted her old friend, smiling as she closed the gap between them, kisses exchanged onto each cheek.<br><br>"My daughter Emmanuelle" She motioned to her, Eman simply nodded politely and left the two to discuss and exchange pleasantries. The youngest of the two (not youngest looking) reached into her small charmed clutch and produced the wand she planned on gifting her son, a wand forged by a master wand maker back home who took the time to truly grasp the essence of her son and both family legacies coursing through his veins. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Beauxbatons Academy of Magic - Sorting Ceremony</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>persephone325</strong> on <strong>18-02-2014, 08:50:35</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://25.media.tumblr.com/480eb0546320190050d53622275dd80c/tumblr_mg7o27OjML1rkrc64o1_400.jpg)</div><strong>Character Name PC:</strong> Annabelle Delacroix<br><strong>Year/House:</strong> Staff<br><strong>Relationship Status:</strong> Single<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> This (http://www.polyvore.com/annabelles_dress/set?id=113792403)<br><strong>Location:</strong> Grand Hall<br><strong>Date:</strong> September 1st, 2014<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Madeleine Desrosiers and Emmanuelle Harlaw <br><hr>Annabelle was mentally preparing herself for the speech she would give the students, when two young women entered the Grand Hall. One of which, she recognized immediately. She smiled even wider as she stepped down off the raised platform to greet them.<br><br><em>"Excuse me miss, I am looking for the headmistress, you must be her daughter..."</em> Madeleine said in a playful manner. Annabelle chuckled before embracing her and exchanging pleasant kisses on the cheek.<br><br>"You certainly know how to compliment a lady." She smiled and winked. "The years have obviously been good to you, as well! Look at you!" Annabelle took a moment to look Madeleine up and down. She really was still beautiful. When the two were in school together, they were quite the heartbreaking pair.<br><br><em>"My daughter Emmanuelle."</em> Madeleine's voice brought her back to the present as she introduced the young witch standing beside her. Annabelle bowed her head slightly.<br><br>"It's a pleasure to meet you." She extended her hand and shook Emmanuelle's hand gently. "You certainly have your mother's good looks." Annabelle nodded with a smile. She then turned her attention back to Madeleine.<br><br>"Now, down to business." She stated, her tone changing serious. The brunette watched her friend reach into a small clutch and pull out a beautiful looking wand. "Ah. Such intricate work. This must be Marston's wand, correct? I'm sure he'll be pleased by it." Annabelle looked over the wand, but didn't touch it. She was very superstitious about people touching wands that didn't belong to them.<br><br>"Now normally, we wouldn't accept Marston into Beauxbatons at such a late age. But given that your family has been attending the school for generations," Annabelle paused with a slight smirk on her lips, "and we're good friends, we can bend the rules a bit." She nodded. "By 'we', I mean 'I' of course." She corrected with a chuckle.<br><br>"Ah. I also understand Marston will be boarding his horse in our stables?" Annabelle continued, wanting to make sure all the bases were covered. "He'll have to perform stable service as long as his horse is within our grounds. He's not the only one, actually. Another student plans to have a horse on our grounds. Perhaps they might become friends..." The last two sentences were more thoughts than parts of the actual conversation.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Beauxbatons Academy of Magic - Sorting Ceremony</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Wajin</strong> on <strong>19-02-2014, 10:41:01</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://media.screened.com/uploads/0/1805/451256-viserys_01.jpg)</div><strong>Character Name (PC):</strong> Julius Henri Flamel Phénix (Caesar)<br><strong>Year/House:</strong> Bellefeuille - 6th Year<br><strong>Relationship Status:</strong> Single<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> This (http://i197.photobucket.com/albums/aa266/afi_hottie/beauxboys_zpsc41facaf.jpg)<br><strong>Location:</strong> Grand Hall<br><strong>Date:</strong> September 1st, 2014<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Open<br><hr><br>Julius had arrived before the most of the other students, partly due to his mother's insistence, partly due to him living in Cannes close by. He hadn't been on the carriage, as a matter of fact he had never taken the carriages, his parents had escorted him to school and introduced him to the headmistress on his first day. <br><br>Now he was sitting there again, in the great hall at the table of his mansion perched above him sitting in an open window was his family's phoenix Helios. He looked up at the headmistress and gave her a nod, a soft smile on his face. He felt a rush of excitement, he had been eagerly awaiting this day all summer. <br><br>Though he had enjoyed being with his muggle friends over the vacation, he was counting down the days to his return all summer. He watched as the fresh new first years walked in, he couldn't help but smile at them, some of them obviously of muggle families. it was then that Helios let out a loud squawk, Julius turned his head and looked up at the beautiful red bird and grinned <br><br>"Come now, you're not the only one excited" he said quietly "So be quiet and let the students get in before you start squawking you silly bird" He said with mirth as his gaze returned to the students standing in a big unorganized blob of people. He smiled softly up at the headmistress who looked rather happy.<br><br>He had gotten a slight tan over the summer from spending so much time driving along the water with his friends. Driving was something both his father and himself enjoyed immensely, the feeling for a car when you turned it in a corner... No broom could ever stand up to that, no manner of wizard transportation could in his mind. Even now the keys to his restored Ferrari Daytona was in his pocket even though his car was down in Cannes. He let his hand run down to his pocket, running his fingers over the keys. <br><br>He sighed and looked up again, his stomach rumbling a bit. "I'm hungry..."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Beauxbatons Academy of Magic - Sorting Ceremony</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aiden</strong> on <strong>19-02-2014, 18:57:53</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg157/onilobo/BL-7_zpsaf330971.jpg) (http://s247.photobucket.com/user/onilobo/media/BL-7_zpsaf330971.jpg.html)</div><div class="floatright">(http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg157/onilobo/Marstonsmom_zps592ec7db.jpg) (http://s247.photobucket.com/user/onilobo/media/Marstonsmom_zps592ec7db.jpg.html)</div><strong>Character Name(s) PC:</strong> Madeleine Desrosiers and Emmanuelle Harlaw <br><strong>Relationship Status:</strong> Widowed / Widowed <br><strong>Beauxbatons Alumni:</strong> Papillonlisse / Papillonlisse<br><strong>Location:</strong> Arriving at the School (long before the carriage is scheduled to arrived)<br><strong>Date:</strong> September 1st <br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Annabelle Delacroix <br><hr><br>Emmanuelle simply observed and pondered the definition of friendship when it related to her mother. Madeline was a busy woman, but the last time she heard mention of Annabelle was when she was a young girl. Obviously the women before her had busy schedules but they didn't seem like the type to get together on the weekends to drink tea and reminisce. Madeline was among those on the board to recommend Annabelle as headmistress, but otherwise, that was all Emmanuelle knew of the young looking woman. <br><br>"Thank you, and yes, I made sure it was something that would remind him of home." She graciously accepted the compliment, her mother turning to smirk with a <em>"i told you so"</em> waggle of her brow before they shifted to the business at hand. <br><br>She stood quiet for the most part, but gasped as Marston's horse was mentioned. "Diablo? No, I don't think you would want him here. It is truly wild, it is a rodeo horse but it does mean the world to him. Not to mention it will mount anything before it." <br><br>"Like my own grandson...<strong>MOTHER!</strong>" Madeline interrupted and was cut off by her daughter. "But I would like to send him to my grandson, it has scared most of the creatures in my stables, including the thestral that frequents my family Château. Annabelle one more thing, do not take it easy on him, the boy severely lacks discipline and has a silver tongue to boot." Madeline concluded, Emmanuelle said nothing as everything her mother was saying was very true. Marston was a good kid, but so much like his father it almost hurt. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Beauxbatons Academy of Magic - Sorting Ceremony</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SpiralSpider</strong> on <strong>20-02-2014, 05:16:04</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i1226.photobucket.com/albums/ee406/Mostly_roleplay_pictures/People/Females/20100510_lena-horne_33_zpsd47b46ba.jpg)</div><strong>Character Name (NPC):</strong> Floriane Sauveterre<br><strong>Year/House:</strong> Arithmancy professor / Head of Ombrelune<br><strong>Relationship Status:</strong> single<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> official-looking blue wizards robes and a spiffy hat. (http://i1226.photobucket.com/albums/ee406/Mostly_roleplay_pictures/Things/12528229f5d3c0390496ff9b09e97ca4_zps89c92cb5.jpg)<br><strong>Location:</strong> Grand Hall, head table.<br><strong>Date:</strong> 9/1/14<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Open<br><hr><br>Floriane entered the still fairly empty hall and looked around at all the decorations. She trailed a hand down the gray cloth on her house's table and looked at the headmistress. "It looks magnificent, as always Annabelle..." The woman was speaking with two others, discussing a newcomer student from the sounds of it. She wasn't certain if her words had been heard but she didn't mind. She was mainly here because it was expected of her and not for any pleasantries or social calls. She made her way directly to the staff table at the end of the room, smiling at any other staff members who had already arrived. The two Papillonlisse alumni behind her began raising their voices and it got her turning and raising an eyebrow. A knowing smile came across her face, she knew them both from long and not so long ago. She shrugged and took her seat.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Beauxbatons Academy of Magic - Sorting Ceremony</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>AdrianZef</strong> on <strong>20-02-2014, 08:29:32</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/8/84/Frchar2.jpeg)</div><strong>Character Name (PC):</strong> Marc Gasquet (http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=193964.msg9504971#msg9504971)<br><strong>Year/House:</strong> 3rd year teaching HoM / Papillonlisse<br><strong>Relationship Status:</strong> Single<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> Well-fitting bright blue suit (about as bright as the sorting cloak) with black shoes, black tie, and light blue button-up shirt.<br><strong>Location:</strong> Grand Hall<br><strong>Date:</strong> Sept. 1st<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Annabelle, Open<br><br><hr><br>Marc had originally thought of this teaching job as a temporary gig while he geared himself up for another run at a Ministry of Magic position, but he couldn't help but feel that he was settling into his role as a professor, in a good way. He liked having a chance to teach these bright young minds, even if they were only in his class because it was a strict requirement of the school. He thought of himself as one of the few who tried to make History of Magic interesting. To him, it was all about the storylines, and how we can learn from those stories.<br><br>Marc, being the flashy and bubbly personality that he was, was dressed in a bright blue suit that glowed, like his smile. He was practically skipping into the Grand Hall, happy to be early. He liked helping the set-up efforts, being skilled in Charms. He had spent the past several months in the area, running around on Ministry work, lobbying for this and that while setting up contacts, and he was feeling good to have school start again, so he could ease up on that work for a little while to settle into his teaching routine.<br><br>"Ms. Delacroix, looks like you practically set up everything yourself. I would've gladly helped if you had asked." he said, though he had managed to add a few decorations along his walk to the head table. He added, with a chuckle, "I suppose I did some helping even though you did not ask, though." He was careful not to change any of Annabelle's spells, as he knew they would already be delightful. Instead, he augmented the hall, adding decorations here and there.<br><br>He added three large banners at the back of the hall in line with each houses tables, sporting the insignia of the house in the middle of each banner. They looked especially royal in front of the ivy Annabelle had already added. He added a few flying birds above, that would be graceful in their flight, flapping their light blue wings overhead, while being sure not to eat any of the butterflies. He charmed the chairs as well, to glide gracefully in and out of the tables, helping seat the students quickly (sometimes more quickly than they would like) and quietly, without all that scratching.<br><br>As he approached the headmistress, he conjured up a large, pale blue flower, with a surprisingly strong and rich aroma. "For you, Madame" he said, as he offered it to her. There was enough stem that she could tie it into her hair if she chose, or not. Like many of the other professors, Annabelle was the reason he was here, and he was grateful for that, so he tried to be helpful whenever he could. Sometimes, because of his personality, he went a little overboard. If he did, though, Marc was completely oblivious to it, as he would give her the flower and go to his table, greeting the others already seated at the table as he sat down, "Looks like we're the early ones! I do enjoy watching the students file in, it is quite a glorious sight." he said, with that bouncy energy of his.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Beauxbatons Academy of Magic - Sorting Ceremony</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zelric Miras</strong> on <strong>21-02-2014, 17:05:13</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i56.tinypic.com/2j6ahk6.jpg)</div><strong>Character Name (PC):</strong>Ryūjin Montmorency <br><strong>Year/House:</strong>First year<br><strong>Relationship Status:</strong> Single<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> Green cloak with a silver lining and a crest of a rampant lion on the back, a gift from his friend, over a white robe.<br><strong>Location:</strong> Grounds, near the carriage<br><strong>Date:</strong> Sept 1st<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Open<br><hr>The coat was too flashy, he knew it. Regardless, it had been Arcturus' gift and he had promised to use it. The lion on the back was part of his friends crest, from his father's Italian side. Still, it wasn't enough to recognize it, only the silhouette of a rampant lion. He had slept most of the travel in the carriage. Arcturus was heading to Hogwarts and he was heading to Beauxbatons, so they wouldn't see each other in a while. They had spent the last couple of weeks together and neither had slept much the previous night. Besides the cloak was a good way to hide the bruises on his arms, their sleepovers weren't usually calm and both had a taste for fencing. <br><br>He stretched briefly and looked towards where they were being directed to. The place was impressive and certainly fitted what he would expect of an academy with such high standards as this one. He lowered the hood of his cloak and ruffled his hair, excited for the changes to come. Regardless of what mansion he would be sorted in or whom he had as classmates for the year, he's make the best of it. They lived nearby, but he knew his parents where both on Japan on a business trip and he had preferred to travel in a carriage than arrive alone with a chaperone. <br><br>It was a pity he had slept all the way, he would have enjoyed making some acquaintances on the carriage. He still felt somewhat nervous and waited where he was, not really wanting to be amongst the first that entered to sorting ceremony.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Beauxbatons Academy of Magic - Sorting Ceremony</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>apygoos</strong> on <strong>21-02-2014, 18:44:43</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/e/e0/AlexAviBeaut.jpg)</div><strong>Character Name (PC/NPC):</strong> Alexandre Kalos (http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=193964.msg9558305#msg9558305)<br><strong>Year/House:</strong> 5/ Bellefuille<br><strong>Relationship Status:</strong> single<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> Beauxbatons uniform (http://s197.photobucket.com/user/afi_hottie/media/beauxboys_zpsc41facaf.jpg.html)<br><strong>Location:</strong> Grand Hall<br><strong>Date:</strong> September 1st<br><strong>Tagging:</strong>Bellefuille table, open<br><hr>Following the Pleasant encounter in the carriage, Alex made his way in. He took a deep breath, the excitement that filled the air in the hall at this time of year, before the freshman even got in. In the grand scheme of it all, this was the beginning of the end, the next three years were his last. While that's over a thousand days of magic, he couldn't help but feel he wanted to do more. He took his seat among his classmates at the Bellefuille table.<br><br>He would need to catch up with Colette a bit later She seemed to a little more than enjoy his presence. She was truthfully pretty and wouldn't mind some more alone time with her, maybe get to the bottom of just why she was so charmingly befuddled. His cat, Dusk, jumped up onto his lap. petting the cat a bit, which seemed to mew in agreement with Julius' comment about being hungry, Alex replied, "Yes, yes we're all hungry Dusk, but you know you gotta wait, we've done this four times already. Though I do admit, I'm ready for a new year."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Beauxbatons Academy of Magic - Sorting Ceremony</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Loves</strong> on <strong>22-02-2014, 16:59:08</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i975.photobucket.com/albums/ae240/samanthamazur/qJLWCCg3Sr0I_zpsab863e38.jpg)</div><strong>Character Name (PC):</strong> &nbsp;Ana Maria Delgado &nbsp;(http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=193964.msg9627894#msg9627894)<br><strong>Year/House:</strong> 1st year teaching at Beauxbatons - Art Teacher <br><strong>Relationship Status:</strong> Single<br><strong>Wearing: </strong> Purple Dress &nbsp;(http://i975.photobucket.com/albums/ae240/samanthamazur/Desktop2_zps79299d5a.jpg) <br><strong>Location:</strong> Grand Hall (before the students arrive) <br><strong>Date:</strong> Sept. 1st<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Open<br><br><hr><br>Ana was nervous. She had taught at a small school prior to being accepted to Beauxbatons, but the children were young and forgiving. Her accent had been stronger that it was now, but not by much. Her voice, enhanced with a rhythmic beat intonation, was often seemed to caress the sense, while she did her best to avoid the swallowing of letters so common in other countries, that Ana could at times over pronounce a word or two. The more nervous or fueled by desire, the thicker her dialect became. <br><br>She had chosen one of her favorite colours to help build her courage. Courage she would need more than ever as she stepped into the Grand Hall and made her way across the room. Ana had spent the last few days setting up her classroom and organizing her personal quarters. She had been pretty much left on her own as she had suspected that her fellow teachers would have their own preparations to complete. Today, however, there would be no hiding away, using excuses of being “busy” to avoid taking that first step. Yes, Ana enjoyed meeting new people, and yes she was generally a very pleasant person. But it was still that first step that was the hardest to take.<br><br>Was it her, or did the sound of her heels clacking against the floor sound much louder than what was normal? In reality her shoes hardly made a sound as she walked across the hall, it was only the throbbing in her ears, and the sound of her blood rushing through her veins that were causing the chaos inside of her head. Thankfully, Ana didn’t show any outwardly signs of just how nervous she actually was. The closer she came to the group of teachers that had gathered the slower her steps became. One thoughts filtered through her mind <em>where do I sit?</em><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Beauxbatons Academy of Magic - Sorting Ceremony</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>persephone325</strong> on <strong>23-02-2014, 01:21:16</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://25.media.tumblr.com/480eb0546320190050d53622275dd80c/tumblr_mg7o27OjML1rkrc64o1_400.jpg)</div><strong>Character Name PC:</strong> Annabelle Delacroix<br><strong>Year/House:</strong> Staff<br><strong>Relationship Status:</strong> Single<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> This (http://www.polyvore.com/annabelles_dress/set?id=113792403)<br><strong>Location:</strong> Grand Hall<br><strong>Date:</strong> September 1st, 2014<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Madeleine Desrosiers and Emmanuelle Harlaw <br><hr><em>"Diablo? No, I don't think you would want him here. It is truly wild, it is a rodeo horse but it does mean the world to him. Not to mention it will mount anything before it. Like my own grandson..."</em><br><br><em><strong>"MOTHER!"</strong></em> Emmanuelle cut off Madeleine, and Annabelle let out a little chuckle.<br><br>"Oh, Emmanuelle. I've seen my fair share of boys like that. The way Madeleine here described him is <em>far nicer</em> than some of the other terms I've heard to describe students like Marston." She reassured her with a kind smile. Then, she turned her attention back to Madeleine.<br><br><em>"But I would like to send him to my grandson, it has scared most of the creatures in my stables, including the thestral that frequents my family Château. Annabelle one more thing, do not take it easy on him, the boy severely lacks discipline and has a silver tongue to boot."</em> Madeleine warned, and Annabelle could tell that she meant business by the tone of her voice.<br><br>"Fear not, Madeleine. The teachers here do not tolerate sexual indiscretions or blatant promiscuity. Marston will be kept on a tight leash, I assure you." Annabelle nodded. "Also, our Ombrelune Head Girl has a "no nonsense" attitude. If Marston tries anything with her, she'll most likely knock him down a few pegs." She explained. "She's a feisty one, but is head of her class." Annabelle hoped she had put both Emmanuelle and Madeleine at ease as she explained how things would be handled.<br><br>"But if he's anything like you and his mother, he'll turn out to be an exceptional student." The brunette smiled at both of the women.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Beauxbatons Academy of Magic - Sorting Ceremony</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>persephone325</strong> on <strong>23-02-2014, 01:35:13</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://25.media.tumblr.com/480eb0546320190050d53622275dd80c/tumblr_mg7o27OjML1rkrc64o1_400.jpg)</div><strong>Character Name PC:</strong> Annabelle Delacroix (http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=193964.msg9426847#msg9426847)<br><strong>Year/House:</strong> Headmistress<br><strong>Relationship Status:</strong> Single<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> This (http://www.polyvore.com/annabelles_dress/set?id=113792403)<br><strong>Location:</strong> Grand Hall<br><strong>Date:</strong> September 1st, 2014<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Professor Marc Gasquet<br><hr>"Oh, hello Marc." Annabelle turned and greeted the tall, handsome professor with a smile and a simple hug. "I know. I was just excited, as usual. Another year comes, yet my excitement about being here never fades." She said with a cheerful tone in her voice.<br><br>She watched as he added some minor enchantments to the hall, emphasizing the beauty of the back wall and adding the mansion banners hanging from the ceiling for all to see. A smile graced her lips.<br><br>"I think you might have missed your calling as an interior wizarding decorator." Annabelle joked, but there was a hint of truth in what she said. "Thank you." She bowed her head slightly once he had finished his additional enchantments. He then made his way over to where she stood.<br><br><em>"For you, Madame."</em> He said, as a beautiful blue flower with a long stem appeared in his hands. Annabelle smiled and gently took the beautiful flora from him. She held it close to her nose, and inhaled the scent.<br><br>"It's beautiful, Marc." Annabelle replied graciously as she placed it in her hair. "And it matches my dress." She chuckled, "thank you very much." Her words were sincere. Annabelle was never one to take anything for granted, and she was thankful for everything in her life.<br><br>She could tell Marc was just as excited as she was as he spoke. Annabelle nodded in agreement with him.<br><br>"I always love seeing new faces. As well as familiar ones." She sighed happily. "It gives me a great sense of joy to know that we're teaching the next generation of great witches and wizards."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Beauxbatons Academy of Magic - Sorting Ceremony</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MabFaerie</strong> on <strong>24-02-2014, 01:09:33</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i127.photobucket.com/albums/p121/Mab_faerie/Elliquiy/Beauxbatons%20Academy/Annalisse_zpsc6f431e5.jpg)</div><strong>Character Name (PC):</strong>Annalisse Delacroix-Warren (http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=193964.msg9570989#msg9570989)<br><strong>Year/House:</strong> Deputy Headmistress<br><strong>Relationship Status:</strong> Single<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> A Black and White Ensemble (http://www.polyvore.com/annalisse_warrens_opening_ceremony_ensemble/set?id=114388959&amp;lid=3378593)<br><strong>Location:</strong> Grand Hall<br><strong>Date:</strong> September 1st, 2014<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Annabelle Delacroix, Marc Gasquet<br><hr><br>Slipping into the Great Hall as if she had no where else in the world to be, Annalisse soon honed in on her sisters position and flocked towards her without another care. As she weaved through the still slight crowd, Annalisse took in the decorations. Astonishingly beautiful as always, it was without a doubt that her sister did indeed have excellent taste. <br><br>"Wonderful work, Annabelle. Though I think there isn't nearly enough butterflies flitting about." Annalisse rested her hands on her sisters shoulder, whispering in one ear before moving to the opposite side of her sister with a playful grin on her face. <br>The two siblings could be seen having had a similar conversation every first of September for the past four years. <br><br>"There's plenty of Butterflies, Annalisse." Annabelle replied with a smile of her own.<br>"I'm not sure I understand what those words mean when you put them in that order." Annalisse feigned confusion, even going so far as to tilt her head left and look vacant. After a few seconds, she laughed and shook her head, releasing her sisters shoulders and moving to stand by her side. <br><br>Standing beside each other, it was easy to see the resemblance between the two women. Both ladies were of slender frame and shared a similar ivory complexion. Annalisse, the younger of the two, was slightly taller that her elder sister, but only by an inch or so, and it was mostly thanks to heels more often than not. Annalisse also had somewhat darker, almost ash-brown hair and alarmingly bright green eyes, a noticeable difference when compared to her sisters brunette and hazel combination. <br><br>While her sister looked quite the belle of the ball in her floor length gown, Annalisse preferred function over form, complete with her skirt and boot ensemble of seemingly Victorian roots. Both sisters were beautiful, but both were clearly very different from one another and in some sense probably balanced one another out in that aspect.<br><br>Turning her attention to the figure Annabelle had been speaking with, Annalisse offered a warm smile,<br>"Greetings, Professor Gasquet. I do hope I've not interrupted anything, I trust you have been well?" <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Beauxbatons Academy of Magic - Sorting Ceremony</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>persephone325</strong> on <strong>24-02-2014, 05:48:58</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://25.media.tumblr.com/f44fa49b588f470ce4db9de4ce3ebd53/tumblr_mgecvsQx7e1rhv5mko1_1280.jpg)</div><strong>Character Name PC:</strong> Veronique Guillory (http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=193964.msg9540035#msg9540035)<br><strong>Year/House:</strong> Papillonlisse (Head)<br><strong>Relationship Status:</strong> Single<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> This purple outfit (http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/set?id=114468023)<br><strong>Location:</strong> Grand Hall<br><strong>Date:</strong> September 1st, 2014<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Ana Maria Delgado<br><hr>Veronique made her way into the Grand Hall, looking like she had just stepped out of a Gothic magazine. Her dress was ruffled, and colored black and purple. After all, she was a Papillonlisse alumni, not to mention head of the mansion, and wished to represent it well.<br><br>The Hall was lavishly decorated with ivy vines growing up the back wall where the teachers table was. Above, there was a beautifully bright moon with butterflies fluttering around. After a moment, she also saw birds flying around the butterflies as well.<br><br>Veronique could tell that this year would be interesting. She had foreseen events over the summer, and not all of them were in favor of the school. She needed to tell the Headmistress as soon as she could. However, when Veronique saw her, she seemed preoccupied with two other staff members. Perhaps it could wait until after the sorting ceremony was over. After all, none of her visions would be happening any time soon.<br><br>A young dark haired woman caught Veronique's eye, and she could tell the young woman was a teacher. Also, this seemed to be her first year, and she could tell she was nervous as she looked around the Hall. Veronique approached her with a kind smile.<br><br>"Hello there. I'm Veronique Guillory, the Divinations teacher. You must be Ana Maria Delgado. The new art teacher, right?" She introduced herself and held out her hand to shake. Veronique was so used to knowing things about others before she even met them, she just hoped she hadn't offended or scared Ana Maria.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Beauxbatons Academy of Magic - Sorting Ceremony</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>AdrianZef</strong> on <strong>24-02-2014, 06:36:16</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/8/84/Frchar2.jpeg)</div><strong>Character Name (PC):</strong> Marc Gasquet (http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=193964.msg9504971#msg9504971)<br><strong>Year/House:</strong> 3rd year teaching HoM / Papillonlisse<br><strong>Relationship Status:</strong> Single<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> Well-fitting bright blue suit (about as bright as the sorting cloak) with black shoes, black tie, and light blue button-up shirt.<br><strong>Location:</strong> Grand Hall<br><strong>Date:</strong> Sept. 1st<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Annabelle, Annalisse, Open<br><br><hr><br>Marc smiled as he gave the Headmistress a warm hug. It was nice to be in a place that was run by such friendly and open people. Sometimes he wished the Ministry was a bit more like this. He left those thoughts out of his mind, though, now was a time to focus on what was happening here. "I know, it seems like I only want to stay here more and more. At this rate, I'll never leave to join the Ministry." he said with a chuckle. His cheeks warmed as he received her compliment, and he responded, "Oh no, I just enjoy bringing cheer to wherever I go. It's a hobby of mine. And of course you know I would never give you anything that would clash with your outfit!" he joked, as he turned to see the newcomer join them.<br><br>The Deputy Headmistress was about as much of a mystery as the Headmistress was. Both were kind, beautiful women, but both also inherited some magical blood. This made them more mystical in appearance and in actuality, only adding to the fact that both were much older than it would seem, at least as far as wizard appearances went.<br><br>He shook his head in response to Annalisse's question. "If all of the interruptions I had were as lovely and charming as the sight of our Headmistress and Deputy Headmistress, I would very much enjoy interruptions." he said, ever so gracious, but at the same time it was clear that his graciousness wasn't just flattery but was genuine. He did take a step back to look at the two sisters, "I'm sure there aren't two sisters who are both so elegant in such different ways as the two of you." he said, noting their outfits, and also making an indirect reference to their earlier back-and-forth.<br><br>Making more conversation, as Marc was like to do, he continued, "So, any special plans for this year, special events perhaps? I feel like I discover a new tradition or event every year I'm here. A few surprises will also serve to keep the students excited, I'm sure."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Beauxbatons Academy of Magic - Sorting Ceremony</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aiden</strong> on <strong>25-02-2014, 09:01:46</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg157/onilobo/BL-7_zpsaf330971.jpg) (http://s247.photobucket.com/user/onilobo/media/BL-7_zpsaf330971.jpg.html)</div><div class="floatright">(http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg157/onilobo/Marstonsmom_zps592ec7db.jpg) (http://s247.photobucket.com/user/onilobo/media/Marstonsmom_zps592ec7db.jpg.html)</div><strong>Character Name(s) PC:</strong> Madeleine Desrosiers and Emmanuelle Harlaw <br><strong>Relationship Status:</strong> Widowed / Widowed <br><strong>Beauxbatons Alumni:</strong> Papillonlisse / Papillonlisse<br><strong>Location:</strong> Arriving at the School (long before the carriage is scheduled to arrived)<br><strong>Date:</strong> September 1st <br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Annabelle Delacroix <br><hr><br>"My my, if the teachers are not tolerant of such mundane things, then the school has truly changed since we attended." Madeline commented, not hinting if she favored this revelation one way or another.<br><br>Emmanuelle was brought to smile, drawing the attention of her mother as the headmistress mentioned the traits of the head girl. "Careful now, those are his favorite. He is nothing like my sisters, myself or my mother...he is a Harlaw. You knock a Harlaw down a few pegs and they stand up even taller." She spoke with pride in her son and the family back home that had reluctantly accepted her. <br><br>"To add to what my daughter is saying, he is unlikely to be sorted into Papillonlisse. Over a five generations broken...imagine that." The older of the two commented to which the daughter simply dismissed with a wave. <br><br>Madeline turned back to Annabelle. "Well my dear, we will not take up any more of your time. Do you mind if we linger long enough for my daughter to give my grandson her wand in person? If not, we can leave it with you." 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Beauxbatons Academy of Magic - Sorting Ceremony</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>persephone325</strong> on <strong>25-02-2014, 09:43:23</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://25.media.tumblr.com/480eb0546320190050d53622275dd80c/tumblr_mg7o27OjML1rkrc64o1_400.jpg)</div><strong>Character Name PC:</strong> Annabelle Delacroix<br><strong>Year/House:</strong> Staff<br><strong>Relationship Status:</strong> Single<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> This (http://www.polyvore.com/annabelles_dress/set?id=113792403)<br><strong>Location:</strong> Grand Hall<br><strong>Date:</strong> September 1st, 2014<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Madeleine Desrosiers and Emmanuelle Harlaw <br><hr>Annabelle frowned at Madeleine. "Yes. Things have changed so much since we were in school. I believe it has a lot to do with...well that terrible dark time of when the Dark Lord tried to come back into power." She shuddered at the thought. If he had succeeded, Annabelle wasn't even sure if half the staff at her school would still be here. Especially the ones who had been here longer than her.<br><br>"Well, it certainly sounds like it will be an interesting year for him." Annabelle chuckled, wondering how much truth there was in what Marston's mother had said. "But who knows?" She turned her attention to Emmanuelle, "Maybe a great Ombrelune legacy will start with him?" She suggested with a smile.<br><br>"Please feel free to stay and give him his wand." Annabelle smiled. "I don't mean to cut our conversation short, but I do have some issues with some teachers I need to discuss regarding this coming term." Annabelle excused herself. "If you need me, please don't hesitate to call me." She nodded at Emmanuelle.<br><br>"It was so great to see you, dear." Annabelle gave Madeleine one more hug, and a kiss on the cheek, before heading off to talk to the other teachers.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Beauxbatons Academy of Magic - Sorting Ceremony</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>persephone325</strong> on <strong>25-02-2014, 09:56:23</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://25.media.tumblr.com/480eb0546320190050d53622275dd80c/tumblr_mg7o27OjML1rkrc64o1_400.jpg)</div><strong>Character Name PC:</strong> Annabelle Delacroix (http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=193964.msg9426847#msg9426847)<br><strong>Year/House:</strong> Headmistress<br><strong>Relationship Status:</strong> Single<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> This (http://www.polyvore.com/annabelles_dress/set?id=113792403)<br><strong>Location:</strong> Grand Hall<br><strong>Date:</strong> September 1st, 2014<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Professor Marc Gasquet, Annalisse<br><hr>Annabelle smiled as she heard a familiar voice whisper in her ear;<br><br><em>"Wonderful work, Annabelle. Though I think there isn't nearly enough butterflies flitting about."</em> She chuckled softly.<br><br>"There's plenty of butterflies, Annalisse." She replied with a playful smile. "Besides, I'm trying to represent each mansion equally with their symbols. If the butterflies outnumber everything else, then it might make us look bad." She nudged her sister gently in the side. The older sister placed a kiss on the cheek of her dear younger sister, and then turned her attention back to Marc.<br><br>"Special plans? Nothing that I can think of, besides the Christmas ball. But that should be easy to prepare for." Annabelle nodded. She pursed her lips in thought.<br><br>"Oh!" She suddenly said, a little louder than she had anticipated. "Remember Rei Taniguchi? She's a third year now, but I heard from her parents that she <em>is</em> the granddaughter of Emiko Namatame. The Japanese Seer that's famous all through Japan." Her voice was hushed as she mentioned this to both of them.<br><br>"However, we can't let students know this. It might interefere with their own studies. They might constantly ask her to predict their future, or ask her for the answers from the upcoming test." She rolled her eyes. Even though Beauxbatons was a highly cultured and elegant school, there were still those slacker students that would use any means to get by.<br><br>"So this is strictly staff knowledge." Annabelle nodded, and her tone was firm which meant that she was serious. "And Camille from Ombrelune will be Mousquetaire Femelle this year. Alexandre Kalos is a Prefect for Belle, and Chloe LaBelle is a Prefect for Pap." She ran down all the information she could remember, just so her sister and Marc would know what was going on.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Beauxbatons Academy of Magic - Sorting Ceremony</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aiden</strong> on <strong>26-02-2014, 05:43:00</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg157/onilobo/BL-7_zpsaf330971.jpg) (http://s247.photobucket.com/user/onilobo/media/BL-7_zpsaf330971.jpg.html)</div><div class="floatright">(http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg157/onilobo/Marstonsmom_zps592ec7db.jpg) (http://s247.photobucket.com/user/onilobo/media/Marstonsmom_zps592ec7db.jpg.html)</div><strong>Character Name(s) PC:</strong> Madeleine Desrosiers and Emmanuelle Harlaw <br><strong>Relationship Status:</strong> Widowed / Widowed <br><strong>Beauxbatons Alumni:</strong> Papillonlisse / Papillonlisse<br><strong>Location:</strong> Arriving at the School (long before the carriage is scheduled to arrived)<br><strong>Date:</strong> September 1st <br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Annabelle Delacroix <br><hr><br>Both ladies nodded, said their good byes and returned to their carriage to wait for the arrival of the students. <br><br><div align="center"><em>-End Scene for these two- </em></div>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Beauxbatons Academy of Magic - Sorting Ceremony</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Loves</strong> on <strong>26-02-2014, 22:07:41</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i975.photobucket.com/albums/ae240/samanthamazur/qJLWCCg3Sr0I_zpsab863e38.jpg)</div><strong>Character Name (PC):</strong> &nbsp;Ana Maria Delgado &nbsp;(http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=193964.msg9627894#msg9627894)<br><strong>Year/House:</strong> 1st year teaching at Beauxbatons - Art Teacher <br><strong>Relationship Status:</strong> Single<br><strong>Wearing: </strong> Purple Dress &nbsp;(http://i975.photobucket.com/albums/ae240/samanthamazur/Desktop2_zps79299d5a.jpg) <br><strong>Location:</strong> Grand Hall (before the students arrive) <br><strong>Date:</strong> Sept. 1st<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Open<br><br><hr><br>Ana smiled as a woman approached. Part of her was worried she would be sent away, told she that she didn’t belong in such a beautiful place. But that was silly, was it not? She had after all been employed at the castle. These damn nerves were going to be the end of her! Biting the inside of her cheek, Ana plastered on her brightest smile as she thrust her hand forward, ready to introduce herself, only to find there was no need. Those with the ability to see into the future, or feel information that others were oblivious to were not uncommon in her county, though still rare. Her village had always believed in the spirit world, and those that were able to converse with them were highly revered. <br><br><strong>”Yes, yes that is me”</strong> replied Ana, her Colombian accent was thick and clung to each word, leaving a sultry ring in the air. <strong>”It is a pleasure to meet you Mademoiselle Guillory”</strong> the french words felt alien on her tongue, but she managed to speak the unfamiliar dialect without butchering it too badly. Still, her accent rang true, no one would ever mistake&nbsp; her for a born and bred frenchwoman.&nbsp; <strong>”I confess my bravery was higher when back in my classroom”</strong> she glanced around the room and smiled at those that greeted her. <strong>”Have you been at the school long?”</strong><br><br>She waited and hoped that the kind Professor would show her to an acceptable seat, perhaps even introduce her to a few of her fellow teachers. It was hard enough moving from one country to another, but even more so when you knew not a single living soul in that new land. All of her nearest and dearest were back home, in the exotic and warm lands of Colombia. Ana shivered, and silently wondered if she would ever get used to such a cold climate. To others born in France it might have seemed to be a warm day, but to Ana it was freezing. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Beauxbatons Academy of Magic - Sorting Ceremony</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>persephone325</strong> on <strong>02-03-2014, 22:07:24</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://25.media.tumblr.com/f44fa49b588f470ce4db9de4ce3ebd53/tumblr_mgecvsQx7e1rhv5mko1_1280.jpg)</div><strong>Character Name PC:</strong> Veronique Guillory (http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=193964.msg9540035#msg9540035)<br><strong>Year/House:</strong> Papillonlisse (Head)<br><strong>Relationship Status:</strong> Single<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> This purple outfit (http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/set?id=114468023)<br><strong>Location:</strong> Grand Hall<br><strong>Date:</strong> September 1st, 2014<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Ana Maria Delgado<br><hr>Veronique smiled as Ana Maria greeted her. Hardly anyone referred to her as "Mademoiselle", but she had to admit it sounded nice.<br><br>"Oh, please call me Veronique. No need to be so formal, even if it is your first year here." She chuckled softly, hoping to put her at ease. If only slightly.<br><br>"I've been here four years. But I was pretty nervous my first year as well." She nodded, taking a few steps towards the staff table at the head of the Hall. "Back here is where the staff are seated when everything begins." Veronique motioned to the large table in front of the ivy-covered wall.<br><br>"We could head over there now and take our seats, if you want?" She suggested. "Or we could see what other teachers are doing, and mingle with them until the Sorting Ceremony starts?" Veronique noticed Ana Maria shiver slightly.<br><br>"Not used to the cold?" She smiled. "Where are you originally from?" She asked, noticing the dark haired woman had an accent, put she just couldn't place it.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Beauxbatons Academy of Magic - Sorting Ceremony</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>CurvyKitten</strong> on <strong>13-03-2014, 01:33:59</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v209/darkglitch/c6ca854a-5e04-4ddf-b6df-6c8fde2f2953_zps8fae1af9.jpg)</div><strong>Character Name (PC/NPC):</strong> Lily gibbons (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=193964.msg9698914#msg9698914)<br><strong>Year/House:</strong>Ombrelune 4th year<br><strong>Relationship Status:</strong>Single<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> (http://i197.photobucket.com/albums/aa266/afi_hottie/beauxgirls1_zpsfe3b0bec.jpg)<br><strong>Location:</strong>Sorting Ceremony<br><strong>Date:</strong>September 1st, 2014<br><strong>Tagging:</strong>OPEN<br><hr><br>The sound of soft footsteps could be heard as Lily walked towards the Grand Hall. Her hips swayed with each confident step she took, stepping into the Grand Hall with a soft nod of her head towards the teachers and Head Mistress that sat at the front of the large room before finding her seat and happily finding herself relaxed for the first time in weeks. <br><br>The long summer had been difficult with her mother, then again most times are where her mother was concerned. Thankfully she had managed to enjoy the most of it with her summer job in a dance studio. Lily even had a part in some local showcases, those things alone made whatever else she had to face almost easy. Now back at school she had a sense of grace and easy about her. The new school year was starting and that meant new blood and new experiences to be had.&nbsp; Some may dread summer ending and school returning but for Lily it was a wonderful reprieve. <br><br>Taking her seat she crossed her legs and smoothed the fabric of her dress with her hand. It would be only moments before the rest of the carriages arrived and the sorting would begin. She half smiled remembering the way her nerves were on edge as it happened and how nervous she was. Not that she would ever admit that now. After all she had a reputation to maintain. <br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Beauxbatons Academy of Magic - Sorting Ceremony</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Josietta</strong> on <strong>13-03-2014, 21:36:02</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/c/c2/Colette.png)</div><br><span style="font-family: candara;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 11pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Character Name (PC):</strong> Colette Rosier (http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=193964.msg9515883#msg9515883)<br><strong>Year/House:</strong> 3rd year / Papillonlisse<br><strong>Relationship Status:</strong> Single<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> Uniform<br><strong>Location:</strong> Paris Carriage --&gt; Sorting Ceremony<br><strong>Date:</strong> September 1st<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Open<br><br></span></span><hr><br><span style="font-family: candara;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 10pt;" class="bbc_size">Colette had made her way off the carriage with her carry on and knew the rest of her things would be awaiting her in her room later. For now she tugged her bag over her shoulder, it wasn't a large bag by any means and as it held her newest treasure inside from her best friend, Virginie, she wasn't going to let go of it anytime soon. She glanced around for her friend excited to walk with her into the Grand Hall. She had to tell her about what had happened moments ago with the half blood Alex. It was scandalous to think of and she shouldn't even be considering talking in such private manners with him let alone spending more time with him. Though she had to admit he was handsome and charming beyond anything she'd experienced with most of the Pureblood boys she had met. They were typically very serious and almost arrogant. Alex seemed like fun. He was like a breath of fresh air, even if Kristoff would kill her for even thinking of the older wizard. <br><br>She didn't see Virginie just yet so she was ushered on through by various people in charge and she reminded herself to look out for her friend later. It was going to be a long ceremony with the sorting of the new students and then possibly some dinner before they were all able to go back to their rooms and unpack. She had a book in her bag just waiting to be opened and read and the table at dinner was no place she could even consider opening that book. It was far too.... private and personal for that. She stood straight in line after smoothing her skirt and making sure everything was in order then entered the Grand Hall after another group of girls from her same mansion. She'd save a spot for Virginie and any of their other friends if needed but hopefully they would find her first. <br><br>She sank down into her place and crossed her feet at the ankle in the appropriate manner for a young lady. Her hands rested on the tabletop as her bag was under her chair and held in place by her foot so that couldn't be lost or taken by mistake. Her bright blue eyes scanned the room watching and waiting for a familiar face.</span></span>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Beauxbatons Academy of Magic - Sorting Ceremony</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SpiralSpider</strong> on <strong>14-03-2014, 00:50:52</strong>
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				<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>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Beauxbatons Academy of Magic - Sorting Ceremony</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Wajin</strong> on <strong>17-03-2014, 00:19:12</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i.imgur.com/Llp09JH.png)</div><strong>Character Name (PC):</strong> Olivier Ange<br><strong>Year/House:</strong> Potions/Alchemy Teacher<br><strong>Relationship Status:</strong> Single<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> Same suit as the picture<br><strong>Location:</strong> Grand Hall<br><strong>Date:</strong> September 1st <br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Annebelle Delacroix<br><br>Olivier had walked into the Grand Hall with head held high, his usual elegant stride and a rather charming smile playing on his lips. He was happy to be back at Beauxbatons after all these years. He grinned happily and approached the head mistress, gave her a small bow and then looked to her companions <br><br>"Head Mistress what a pleasure to see you again" He bowed softly to the other two <br><br>"My name is Olivier Ange, I will be teaching Alchemy and potions from now on" He said with a small smile <br><br>"Or I hope the Head Mistress will be satisfied with my abilities so I can stay" He said honestly. If it was up to him, he would never leave the palace ever again, he felt more at home here than he did anywhere else. This place was where he had learned magic, where he had learned to control his abilities and where his love for potions had blossomed. He was looking forward to inspiring all his new students, get them to share his love for his fields. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Beauxbatons Academy of Magic - Sorting Ceremony</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>AdrianZef</strong> on <strong>18-03-2014, 06:58:13</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/8/86/Frchar.jpg)</div><strong>Character Name (PC):</strong> Jean-Paul Lesperance<br><strong>Year/House:</strong> 3rd year / Ombrelune<br><strong>Relationship Status:</strong> Single<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> Uniform.<br><strong>Location:</strong> Grand Hall<br><strong>Date:</strong> Sept. 1st<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Lily, Open<br><br><hr><br>Jean-Paul let out a little sigh of relief mixed with a little bit of joy as he entered the Grand Hall. It had been a while since he had last been here, and he did love school so much. Summer sometimes seemed boring without anything to challenge himself against. And in his 3rd year, things would finally open up. More classes, the village, and potentially a spot on the Quidditch team. There was just so much to look forward to, even if Jean-Paul wasn't normally an emotional person.<br><br>He walked along the tables, admiring the attention to detail that he saw, with his analytical mind and eye for art. He nearly tripped at one point before he decided he may as well sit down instead of walking, or he would eventually run into the Headmistress. He happened to sit down next to someone he had met before, but hadn't talked to much. Their relationship had been very much an Ombrelune one so far, studying together or just chatting between classes. He turned upon seeing Lily, and smiled and waved, "Hello again, Lily." he said as he sat down properly, smoothing out his uniform to keep his crisp appearance.<br><br>His raven Athena let out a loud squawk at that same time, and he remembered she had been perched on his shoulder since he had gotten off the carriage. He didn't want her getting away just yet, since he hadn't been settled into his chambers. Once she knew where he was staying, he would tell her should could go hunt for baubles as she pleased. "And Athena says hello as well, I suppose." he added.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Beauxbatons Academy of Magic - Sorting Ceremony</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zelric Miras</strong> on <strong>20-03-2014, 15:47:56</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i56.tinypic.com/2j6ahk6.jpg)</div><strong>Character Name (PC):</strong>Ryūjin Montmorency <br><strong>Year/House:</strong>First year<br><strong>Relationship Status:</strong> Single<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> Green cloak with a silver lining and a crest of a rampant lion on the back, a gift from his friend, over a white robe.<br><strong>Location:</strong> Great Hall<br><strong>Date:</strong> Sept 1st<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Open<br><hr>It didn't seem like someone was going to appear and tell them what to do, so he finally filed in the Great Hall with the others that had been in the carriage. Unsure about what to do, he surveyed the place with a quick glance and decided to follow those that seemed to be new arrivals. He moved towards the wall so he could lean against it and hoped that the Sorting Ceremony would be over soon so he could get seated. His father had dropped out before finishing, but he had told him a few things about the Academy, at least enough to not be as fazed as some of the others seemed to be. The decoration was nice but he had expected something different, he didn't saw a flaw in it, though. Just expected something different . The butterflies were a nice touch, but some might think they favored one of the houses. Behind them the moon shone as it was outside, he wondered how things were going for his friend in Hogwarts.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Beauxbatons Academy of Magic - Sorting Ceremony</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>CurvyKitten</strong> on <strong>21-03-2014, 20:59:01</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v209/darkglitch/c6ca854a-5e04-4ddf-b6df-6c8fde2f2953_zps8fae1af9.jpg)</div><strong>Character Name (PC/NPC):</strong> Lily gibbons (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=193964.msg9698914#msg9698914)<br><strong>Year/House:</strong>Ombrelune 4th year<br><strong>Relationship Status:</strong>Single<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> (http://i197.photobucket.com/albums/aa266/afi_hottie/beauxgirls1_zpsfe3b0bec.jpg)<br><strong>Location:</strong>Sorting Ceremony<br><strong>Date:</strong>September 1st, 2014<br><strong>Tagging:</strong>Luc-Ambroise,Jean-Paul, open<br><hr><br>Lily felt this eager energy fluttering around inside of her, it was as if she was waiting for the story to begin. Granted she wasn't sure what story it was that she was waiting for, but there she sat waiting none the less. Most of the students were chatting around her, discussing the incoming fledglings and the coming school year, or summer events that seemed just silly now. Looking about she caught sight of Luc waving to her. She smiled and gave him a soft wave back. He was an interesting puzzle, he seemed very proud of whom he was and didn't like hearing no (not that those were bad things), or at least it would seem like it. And there was a certain something about him that would draw your eye his way. <br><br>Her attention drawn to Jean-Paul as he took a seat and began talking with her, <strong>"Hello to you too."</strong> she said with a soft smirk coming to her lips once more as she nodded towards him. The birds squawk caused her to laugh softly, "<strong>And hello to you as well Athena.'</strong> she said glancing to the bird. Diana was as always a bit wilder then some, the young Falcon was found with a hurt wing. Lily had spent a great deal of time nursing her back to health, but found Diana still preferred the outdoors when given a choice. And Franky would be far too eager to greet everyone, and as well behaved as he was most days Lily didn't want to have him bustling about and causing a ruckus on the first day.<strong> "How have you been?"</strong> she asked him having not really spoken to him since they parted ways at the end of last school year.<br><br><br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Beauxbatons Academy of Magic - Sorting Ceremony</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SpiralSpider</strong> on <strong>22-03-2014, 07:59:57</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i1226.photobucket.com/albums/ee406/Mostly_roleplay_pictures/People/Males/Andrej/tumblr_lxotmdqECP1qj1a61o1_500_large_zpsb472841e.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> the powder blue of the Beauxbatons suit, contrasted against his bright red hair...<br><strong>Location:</strong> joined carriage<br><strong>Date:</strong> September 1st<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Papillionlisse table, OPEN<br><br>Afanassii's heart was a bit down in that the moment they arrived at the school he had to gather his items and make his way inside without any time left for more chit-chat with his new acquaintances. His sullen tabby stayed right at his heels, weaving in and out them in an excellent rhythm to his steps - though only when the act became necessary in order to avoid the unwanted attention of others. In fact, Margaritka did such a fine job of keeping in his shadow that she was rarely noticed when the two kept in sync like this. <br><br>The long-haired boy's trunks deposited in his assigned room with little ceremony, kicking up dust as they fell heavily to the floor. He was unconcerned with unpacking or making is personal space feel more like home, now that he had arrived his main concern was joyful reunions with friends and, of course, curiosity over what new faces would be joining his Mansion. Ah! That's right! He'd met a few first years not long ago in the carriage. It would be so much fun to find out which house they end up belonging in. A new spring found its way into his step then and he raced down the halls and stairs - careful not to rouse the ire of the few faculty members about - and sprung into the Great Hall as quickly as he could manage. <br><br>The boy was fairly in shape, having been on the Quidditch team the previous year, so he was only slightly out of breath after his jog. Still, the scant panting was enough to make him realize that he'd allowed himself to fall out of practice over the summer. He smiled sheepishly while he walked to the Papillionlisse table, fully expecting to earn a few jabs from his teammates. A quick look around revealed that he wasn't quite the last student to arrive, the hall was still filling up and not even all of the teachers were present yet. That was good, at least. Taking care not to sit upon his very long red hair, Afanassii took a seat at the table and began to fiddle with the flatware in front of him. 
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