<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>The group<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/>Eva said that she was a night time girl, but all Layla saw was spoiled princess when she looked at her. But protesting the girls rather adamant disclaimer of the fact was probably a waste of breath. Only time would tell if she could live up to being more, or just end up being another annoying little shit. "Suns evil...nuff said." Layla shrugged as if that was all the explanation that was needed. Honestly the sun probably wasn't evil, but it was hell on her pale complexion. And she didn't feel like getting burnt any time soon.<br/><br/>Holding her sore arm Layla kept any complaint of pain to herself, really pain was easy, pain she understood, and at times welcomed it. The hall way sounded with their footsteps and Eva's to cheery voice.<strong>"Big family then."</strong>she said more as a statement then trying to get more information on her family. It was the cool me too that made Layla blink, the girl had too much energy for this early in the morning that much was for sure.<strong> "I'll hold you to that."</strong>she said making sure Eva knew she was serious. Her eyes turning away from the girl and to her room, the sights before her suddenly making her stop in her tracks.<br/><br/>Layla said nothing at first and just slipped up and took the offered seat. Her fingers reaching up and poking at all the expensive make up and so forth for a moment.<strong>"Tell me again how you’re not a princess."</strong>Layla said not really expecting and answer, or at least an answer that was more than anything she had gotten before. Her thoughts cut short by the sudden sound of approval, no doubt because Eva found what she had been hunting for. Layla watched as she stepped back out of her room and moved to sit just behind her.<strong> "Don't know how bad it is honestly; just do what you need to. Don't worry about the pain ok."</strong>she said not wanting the girl to end up being squeamish on her. Hesitation would only make it hurt more in the end.<strong>"It’s ok I'll wash up afterward and just wrap up in a towel. Don't want to get blood on your shirts too."</strong>she said her words not seeming as harsh as they had been before.<br/><br/><strong>"I'll take it off, hope you’re not shy."</strong>she said moving to take the shirt off, a silent wince coming from her as she moved her hurt shoulder before handing the shirt back to Eva. Her back had blood running down it, the bright red a stark contrast to her ivory skin. Her back marked with a few short scars that almost looked as if they came from something that struck her multiple times. Layla said nothing and simple waited to see what the damage was as Eva looked to her wound.<br/>