<div class="floatleft">(http://media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/736x/03/af/0d/03af0decc30c7bc22db04899bd58e795.jpg)</div><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><strong>Character Name</strong>: <em>Cordelia Goode</em><br/><strong>Who:</strong> <em>The Witches of Robichaux's Academy</em><br/><strong>Where:</strong> <em>Robichaux's Academy - Ancestry Room</em><br/><strong>When: </strong> <em><em>Friday, 13th of June</em></em></td></tr></tbody></table><hr/>Her heels clicked softly as she more like floated as she walked.  She was brought up to be proper and told by her mother that even her actions were scrutinized by those around her.  As she approached Layla, who was leaning in the doorway, They young girl spoke.<strong>"We are going to do this as quick and painless as possible.  There are lots of things to do to make this a proper coven, and lots of training hours to be put in, but first I must plan."</strong><br/><br/>Her walk was brisk, but smooth like the river and she gave the girl a light smile.<strong>"To answer your earlier question...   I know they may need tough love, but at the moment it is time to acclimate them to our ways.  Not all of them have been afforded the same treatment and experience as Yourself and Theo.   Though I understand you, some may not, and we don't want to push those who are to be family away."</strong>She paused for a moment and looked Layla in the eyes.<strong>"However.  I have faith in you... in all of you.. to do for this coven, what my mother could not.  After all, you are all kind of like my children.  Some in more ways then others of course."</strong><br/><br/>It was then she continued down the steps to the basement, hearing rather loud.. mildly obnoxious music.  She knocked first, then went to turn the handle, which appeared to be locked and with a swift turn of her hand it unlocked, so she turned the knob and entered.<strong>"Jason..."</strong>she spoke, hoping for a response, but if he chose not too, or simply couldn't hear her, she had ways of getting his attention.