The two women were in the midst of bickering back and forth as Evangeline swept. 

[i] "You're sweeping too hard!"[/i] Mrs. Delvine complained from behind the counter as she checked a few of the packages that were ready for pick up that day. The young woman began sweeping in smaller, lighter brushes. [i]"Now you're sweeping too softly!"[/i] she called, her eyes narrowing as she looked at her daughter. The girl stopped sweeping together as she turned towards her, [i]"Why don't you bend over and I'll show you where you can stick this broom- right up your a-"[/i] Eva's comment was cut off by a man stumbling into the store's front door. One would assume It would be too early to be drunk, but with the people struggling as they were; it wouldn't be too surprising. 

[i]"Good Morning sir. Welcome to E&E tailoring and alterations. The E's stand for my name; Elyncia and my daughter here Evangeline." [/i] The woman started, noticing the man was not too familiar looking. [i]" What can I do for you this morning? Are you here to pick up a package for your wife? Perhaps the captain of the ship you've stumbled off of?"[/i] her foot pushed the satchel of gold coins she hard farther underneath the counter as he approached closer, her mind a little weary. There had been several robberies in the last few months, and she did not want to take a chance on a drunken stranger. 

"I have an emergency sewing job, and can pay handsomely. I will answer no questions, you simply perform the service, and I pay you. Do we have an agreement?"

The man spoke and Evangeline's mouth gaped in shock. Alas, did this man have a lot of moxie. Mrs. Delvine looked at the man as if he had asked for her hand in marriage. Her blood pressure raising as this stranger asked her for such a filthy job in her well respected store. [i]"I'm not sure if you heard me correctly."[/i] Elyncia started, [i]"I do alterations and tailoring, I'm not a doctor! No amount of your filthy money would encourage me to help the likes of you!"[/i] she exclaimed. Coming from behind the counter and snatching the broom from Evangeline and shooing the man out with the end of it. [i]"Stay out of my sight!"[/i] she exclaimed angrily, threatening to call the guards as she did.

Eva couldn't believe her eyes. Her mother had too much pride, her mother was being unreasonable. [i]"Evangeline! Clean up this blood quickly before anyone else comes in this morning. I don't want to be seen as filthy lower class."[/i] Elyncia scolded her daughter, finding a bucket of water and a spare rag for Eva to use to clean up. [i]"You're going to let that man die in an alley somewhere? What if that had been my father many years ago? Would you have let him go and bleed out like a hog?"[/i] Eva stated, throwing the rag she was handed onto the ground. [i]" I can't stand idle while that happens. You might not want to appear as lower class scum, but you sure act like it."[/i] she spoke, scurrying from the front room and back into the small bedroom she had to herself. She began collecting a few items; A scrap of fabric, a needle, some thread and a half empty liquor she had hidden in a chest her father had brought home for her once. She walked back out to the front room to her mother scrubbing the ground from the blood the man had dripped. Eva felt badly, but showed no remorse as she walked out past her mother and followed the small blood trail into the alley that was on the side of the store.

The man appeared weary, his eyes heavy as his toned body was slumped against the wall. Evangeline opened the bottle and began soaking the rag with most of what was left of the alcohol as she approached the man. Dipping down onto her knees she pulled up the man's shirt without permission and slapped the rag on it with a wet splat. [i]"This might hurt, but I'm one of the most steady handed people this side of the port."[/i] Evangeline handed the man the almost empty bottle, [i]"You're welcome."[/i] she smirked removing the rag and wiping the needle with it. [i]"I'll count you down from three."[/i] she warned, as she threaded the needle quickly. [i]"Three!"[/i] Eva spoke as she shoved the needle deep into the man's skin, doing a quick but proficient job of closing the wound. [i]"Two, one."[/i] she grinned, reaching her head down to the man's stomach as she used her teeth to snip the end of the thread. Her dark green eyes looked up at the man as she lifted her shoulders back up into a sitting position, waiting for the man's response.