<div class="floatleft">(http://i1210.photobucket.com/albums/cc415/TheValkryrieJessica/Eve/0c1aa9fb-06fc-4fb0-aeb0-3fc04bb56e3e.png)</div><strong>Character name</strong>:<em>Evangeline ‘Eve’ Blackthorn</em><br/><strong>Who:</strong><em>Layla</em><br/><strong>Where:</strong><em>Robichaux's Academy - Eve's Room</em><br/><strong>When: </strong><em>Friday, 13th of June</em><br/><div class="floatleft"><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Outfit</div><div class="spoiler_body">Eve’s Outfit (http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/set?id=112717305)</div></div></div><hr/><br/>Eve smirked as Layla scoffed at her being evil. Hearing her threat however, made Eve raise an eyebrow and give a nod.<strong>"Got it."</strong>Eve's nod and tone said she understood completely. She actually liked that the red head was so protective of the coven. Loyalty was hard to come by these days, especially in witches vying for power. It was something Eve, for as big a schemer as she was, respected greatly.<br/><br/>Eve just laughed at Layla's sarcasm about her being a princess. Eve know people would think what that wanted no matter how much you protested it, so she wouldn't push the issue further. She heard Layla mention that everyone came from magical roots be it generations upon generations or spread out in the blood and Eve nodded.<strong>"I know, you seem like come from a long line yourself honestly....Since you actually seem to know what the fuck is going on."</strong>She chuckled and shook her head,<strong>"I'm not sure Devin and Cadance know what they are doing here."</strong><br/><br/>When Layla pointed out she was 'allergic to posh' Eve let out a rather amused chuckle that seemed genuine.<strong>"Good to know. If ever you have to go to the hospital I'll remember that....And yeah, you don't strike me as the shy type."</strong>Getting out what she'd need to fix up Layla's back Eve went to work once the other woman's shirt was off. The responce of 'surprise me' got a smirk out of Eve when it came to stitch color and Eve nodding.<strong>"Hot pink coming right up,"</strong>the brunette's tone said that she was kidding as she threaded the needle with black thread and started the process of stitching Layla's back up.<br/><br/>Each tug Eve made at the needle was gentle as she basically sewed Layla's back up. All in all it took about five minutes, and Eve seemed rather skilled at either sewing or stitching as the skill could really be seen as either. Knotting the thread Eve picked up the scissors with her free hand and snipped off the excess thread before wiping down the wound one last time with a fresh cotton ball with peroxide on it.<strong>"Done,"</strong>Eve said softly as she stood packing back up her first aid kit and moving back over to the cabinet that she got it from.<strong>"If you need any help with it let me know...Like if you pop a stitch or something."</strong>Giving Layla a smile Eve walked back over towards the vanity and picked up Layla's shirt holding it up in her left hand.<strong>"I'll get the blood out of this and have it back to you by tomorrow. That is, if you still want me to."</strong>