<div class="floatleft">(http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_ma170wW8YH1rxnmcvo1_500.jpg)</div><strong>Character name</strong>: Layla Ambrosine Le Blanc (http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=195974.msg9564486#msg9564486)<br/><strong>Who:</strong>OPEN<br/><strong>Where:</strong>Robichaux's Academy, the library, Ancestry Room<br/><strong>When: </strong>Friday the 13th of June, Early morning<br/>Wearing (http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/set?id=112765205)<br/><hr/><br/>Layla looked to Cordelia as she gently scolded her for her reaction. A soft smile came to her lips as she shrugged,<strong>"If they can't hand a few harsh remarks from me then how will they deal with what is coming?"</strong>she asked with an almost curious look to her eyes. It was true the fate of the coven was laid before them and all they could do was fuss over being a meanie. As far as she was concern it was toughening them up. Still she gave Cordelia a slight nod of respect and pushed from the seat she had claimed for herself.<br/><br/>She glanced towards the two other girls and looked them over once more. One so quiet and unassuming that she seemed to almost fade into the walls. And the princess she wasn't sure about yet, was she preppy or just plain bitchy? Only time would tell in the end. But as always she kept her thoughts to herself and simply turned from the room. Her steps slow and easy as he heels clicked lightly along the floor as she held her sketch pad tight to her chest.<br/><br/>As she slipped to the stairs that lead to the basement Layla thought about possibility of becoming the supreme. She had in the past years learn to pull herself together, to control her gift and find her place within this new way of life. It may not seem it to the new comers but she had actually improved her way of life a great deal. But did that mean she was ready to stand as supreme? Only fate would tell who gained that burden. And that was what it was in a way...a burden. Some saw it as a way to power, but you had so much more on your plate then simple ability. She truly felt sorry for the coven if someone who simply wanted the powers that came with the title. Because they would never be able to handle it, or bring this coven back from near extinction.<br/><br/>Leaning against the door frame Layla waited for Cordelia, looking up she heard the familiar sound of her footsteps.<strong> "So how would you like to do this?" </strong>she asked sure Cordelia would deal with the boy’s absence very differently the she would.<br/>