<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/>Cordelia, when she had walked to the basement to retrieve Jason, nodded her head in the discussion of Layla's ways.  She was not up for changing the girl and in her own way admired her hard strength, having seen the girl at her weakest point, it only made sense.  The assault on her nose and ears was nearly too much and out of respect for the student she let the music finish, but at a softer level because as she twisted her wrists slightly as though touching the volume switch, the stereo turned down.  She fanned a bit in front of her face, to get a small breath of fresh air.  As Jason talked, with a mild amount of smartness, it seemed in his tone Cordelia was not amused but still kept her gentle facade.<strong>"The pleasure you owe, is your company on the lawn.  There are matters of Coven business to be taken care of and you are required to be there.  Besides, you could use the fresh air it seems."</strong>The smell was overbearing for Cordelia who had an affinity for the greenhouse, perhaps she could arrange special lodging on the grounds for Jason rather than chance the smell coming to the upper levels.<br/><br/>Suddenly, the smell began making her nauseous and she covered her mouth<strong>"No items will be necessary, other than yourself.. We need to go ahead to the lawn though."</strong>As she turned, she heard the mention of knives, she was about to speak in rebuttle when Layla spoke up, covering the question for her as she turned and headed up the stairs waving her hand in a motion to open the small windows at the top of the room, which led to the lower part of the house facing the lawn, hoping to air it out.<br/><br/>Cordelia walked with them as she reached the top of the basement stairs, leading them to the lawn, letting them talk if they wished until they met with the rest of the group.