[hider=EVE] [CENTER][img] https://media0.giphy.com/media/xEGqih6o0meyY/giphy.gif[/img] [img]https://i.imgur.com/R8eHbGA.gif[/img][/CENTER] π—™π—¨π—Ÿπ—Ÿ π—‘π—”π— π—˜ [color=#2f556b]β–”β–”β–”β–”β–”β–”β–”β–”β–”β–”[/color] [indent]Evelyn de les Beauchamp et Lumieres.[/indent] π—”π—šπ—˜ [color=#2f556b]β–”β–”β–”β–”β–”β–”β–”β–”β–”β–”[/color] [INDENT]24. (95)[/INDENT] π—”π—£π—£π—˜π—”π—₯π—”π—‘π—–π—˜ [color=#2f556b]β–”β–”β–”β–”β–”β–”β–”β–”β–”β–”[/color] [list] [*]Confidence seeps out of her pores like no one else. Prolonged eye contact, no boundaries, the full Monty. [*]Clothing that is nice, but not overly expensive. Lounging in dress shirts she has collected like trophies, sundresses on walks, and nice flannel when working at the bar. [*]Small scarring on the small of her back, looks pretty nasty it is small but very easily visible. No tattoos or piercings. [*]Wears her hair down in only the most casual way, but has been known to sometimes throw it up into a messy bun when she’s nervous. Which is nearly never, but who knows. [/list] π—’π—–π—–π—¨π—£π—”π—§π—œπ—’π—‘ [color=#2f556b]β–”β–”β–”β–”β–”β–”β–”β–”β–”β–”[/color] [INDENT]Bartender at The Slye Fox.[/INDENT] π—™π—”π—–π—§π—œπ—’π—‘ [color=#2f556b]β–”β–”β–”β–”β–”β–”β–”β–”β–”β–”[/color] [INDENT]Nah.[/INDENT] π—£π—˜π—₯π—¦π—’π—‘π—”π—Ÿπ—œπ—§π—¬ [color=#2f556b]β–”β–”β–”β–”β–”β–”β–”β–”β–”β–”[/color] [INDENT] Frankly, there are some weird stereotypes for lust demons. It’s not all β€˜I want to get at your bits’ and nothing else. Lust is read as strictly sexual, but people forget about those who lust for power, conquest, and all the other essentials for a fun Friday night. But, well when Eve is concerned you’d be forgiven for not remembering how singular lust can be. [color=#2f556b]Eve is a very singular person, she can make you feel like you’re the only person in the world or just one of a million.[/color]. Eve is a sucker, however, for a friend. She may not act like it, she may even lie to herself about it, but [color=#2f556b]Eve hates being alone.[/color] She works a social job, lives with a girl that is the source thousands of people get their news from, she likes the white noise of her life. She enjoys the hustle, there isn’t a doubt about that. Past all that though Eve is a force to be reckoned with when it comes to three things. Mixing drinks, social… Engagements, and [color=2f556b]loyalty.[/color] A mate is a mate for a night, a friend is a friend for life – As Eve likes to remind people. She has something of complex emotions surrounding other people, granted you wouldn’t know this by the way she acts, but one might infer through her actions. She is almost begging for attention in certain situations – not exactly an oddity among lust demons. All that to say, she has her flaws – even if she is confident to no apparent end and could be a textbook definition for the antonym of shy.[/INDENT] π—›π—œπ—¦π—§π—’π—₯𝗬 [color=#2f556b]β–”β–”β–”β–”β–”β–”β–”β–”β–”β–”[/color] [INDENT]Eve keeps her background pretty low key, but one of the few times she was drunkenly ranting to Blake about her past she did let a small story slip. At one point in her life, when she was still living in France or perhaps Quebec no doubt, she mentioned a war. It isn't clear which one, but she doesn't look a day older than 25 so it's probably Afghanistan right? The story drones on, it isn't all that interesting. She was with a nurse at the time, he goes off to war - the usual sappy story about writing and writing. Eventually Eve is delivered a coffin and a flag. She keeps the flag in her suitcase, folded incredibly neatly. It is around this point in the story that Eve gets quiet and even vaguer. Something about making amends, and showing them the consequences of their actions. She then showed her friend her scar, and after a truly strange fifteen seconds of silence laughed it off as some old bullshit that doesn't matter anymore and went to her room. There are seeming holes in the story, how could she have been old enough to be with someone during the time of a war? What are the consequences she talked about? Eve is nothing if not an enigma, as is her history.[/INDENT] 𝗙𝗔𝗩𝗒𝗨π—₯π—œπ—§π—˜ 𝗛𝗔𝗨𝗑𝗧𝗦 [color=#2f556b]β–”β–”β–”β–”β–”β–”β–”β–”β–”β–”[/color] [INDENT] [b][color=#ffc2cd]α΄‹[/color][color=#ffbeca]Ιͺ[/color][color=#ffb9c7]α΄›[/color][color=#ffb5c4]α΄›[/color][color=#ffb1c1]y[/color] [color=#ffa8bb]α΄‹[/color][color=#ffa4b8]ᴏ[/color][color=#ffa0b5]Κ€[/color][color=#ff9cb2]Ι΄[/color][color=#ff97af]ᴇ[/color][color=#ff93ac]Κ€[/color][/b] [color=black]➞[/color] On slow nights for the bar, or just when Eve wants to pick up some extra money she strips here. She isn’t a regular but rather a once a week kind of girl, every once in a while she’ll also attend as a voyeur. Lust demon gonna lust. Her stage name is Lights. [color=#65482b]T[/color][color=#735934]h[/color][color=#80693d]e[/color] [color=#98814b]S[/color][color=#a1885a]l[/color][color=#a98f68]y[/color][color=#b29677]e[/color] [color=#e7c9a8]F[/color][color=#eed0b2]o[/color][color=#f4d6bc]x[/color] [color=black]➞[/color] A small old creaky pub that Eve works at. It hosts primarily two crowds. Tough guys that drink tough beer because they’re tough, and a lot of hipsters looking for something β€˜classic’.[/INDENT] 𝗙π—₯π—œπ—˜π—‘π——π—¦ & π—™π—”π— π—œπ—Ÿπ—¬ [color=#2f556b]β–”β–”β–”β–”β–”β–”β–”β–”β–”β–”[/color] [INDENT].[/INDENT] [/hider] [hider=RELATIONSHIPS][center][img]https://i.imgur.com/JM0vOWD.gif[/img][/center] π—˜π— π— π—” π—₯π—˜π—‘π—¦π—›π—”π—ͺ [color=623034]β–”β–”β–”β–”β–”β–”β–”β–”β–”β–”[/color] [indent][i]"She’s a little firecracker isn’t she? She’ll go far with an attitude like that."[/i] Eh I’d serve her if she came in. Think Nico would mind too much? Probably. But hell, she’s a cute one and she reminds me too much of myself to resist. Frankly it’s a wonder she hasn’t already come in. Although I’m sure there’s a cooler bar or club that she frequents I just get that vibe from her.[/indent] π—žπ—”π—Ÿπ—œ 𝗔𝗑𝗔𝗑𝗗 [color=CC823D]β–”β–”β–”β–”β–”β–”β–”β–”β–”β–”[/color] [indent][i]"Yeah, I mean, damn."[/i] Named after the goddess of destruction, I’ll probably keep a wide berth – but with a face like that she could get me to come a little bit closer, she’s my kind of woman. She seems fine though, nothing that I’ll have to protect… My apartment from. [/indent] π—Ÿπ—”π—¨π—₯π—˜π—Ÿ π—•π—œπ—‘π—Ÿπ—˜π—¬ [color=a20105]β–”β–”β–”β–”β–”β–”β–”β–”β–”β–”[/color] [indent][i]"Dhamp’s drink free, house rules."[/i] Most others live for as long or longer than humans. These kids really get the raw end of the stick, as far as I’m concerned they’re welcome anytime in the bar. I’m not going to say shit to the cops or Nico about one of them asking for some liquid Advil. Can’t say it’s ethical to be feeding alcohol to a 17 year old kid, but what would you do if someone who was less than 20 years out of dying from old age came you’re your bar. Because I’d start pouring shots.[/indent] π—π—”π—–π—ž π—Ÿπ—”π—­π—”π—₯𝗨𝗦 [color=6e9887]β–”β–”β–”β–”β–”β–”β–”β–”β–”β–”[/color] [indent][i]"He’s the one that fixes everyone’s dogs? How bad could he be?."[/i] Part of me hopes he’s at least a little bad. At least in the way that makes Blake all chastisey and red. He’s a looker, there’s no doubt about it. I wonder if Blake is into older men… It’s worth asking, at least a few dozen times – in case she’s embarrassed. Strictly to help her out, of course. Regardless, in case we adopt a dog it’s good to know there’s someone reliable in town..[/indent] π—œπ—‘π——π—œπ—šπ—’ 𝗕π—₯𝗔𝗬 [color=9dc680]β–”β–”β–”β–”β–”β–”β–”β–”β–”β–”[/color] [indent][i]"Works for me."[/i] I’m not planning on thinking about her too much. When I’m with her she has my full attention, but if I want to see her next week it’s best if I don’t think too hard about what we mean to each other and where we’ll be in another week, or a month. I- I don’t really want to think about it. The way I act around her reminds me of the way my neighbor acts around me, which tells me I should probably take him out for coffee at some point.[/indent] π—•π—Ÿπ—”π—žπ—˜ 𝗣π—₯π—˜π—¦π—§π—’π—‘ [color=2f556b]β–”β–”β–”β–”β–”β–”β–”β–”β–”β–”[/color] [indent][i]"My little Blakey angel cakey. She’ll make someone very happy one day – or she’ll keep whining about the cost of her reduced rent for living with me, coin flip really."[/i] Blake is at all times my soulmate, best friend, Tamagotchi, pet rat, Clark Kent, and mother. Needless to say our relationship transcends the trashy Thai food and Netflix we consume together. People never really know what to make of us, but that’s alright because I don’t know if we’ve made everything of each other yet either. I think I’m going to tell her about everything… I hope she doesn’t become afraid of me or something. But she wouldn’t. It’s Blake. She’s one of the best girls you could meet. But I’ll never tell her that. Still, if she ever needed something or someone hurt her in some way… Well I’d burn Edgetoun to the ground either getting what she needed or my own revenge. I don’t know why or how we became so close over this past year of living with each other. But at some point my bugging her for cuddles turned into cuddles. My complaining about never having anyone to shop with turned into mall trips. I don’t know it’s nice having a friend again.[/indent] π—”π—˜π——π—‘π—¬π—« [color=680110]β–”β–”β–”β–”β–”β–”β–”β–”β–”β–”[/color] [indent][i]"Honestly, I don’t know."[/i] I couldn’t tell you a thing about the guy. Scares me a bit – mainly for that reason. But from what I’ve seen of him around town he is out in the sunlight enough to not be planning anything major or be so confident in his plans that he’s going to run this town into the ground. Make of that what you will but take it from a demon when I say you might wanna stay away.[/indent] π—¦π—œπ— π—’π—‘π—˜ 𝗦𝗖𝗔π—₯π—₯𝗒π—ͺ [color=F7941D]β–”β–”β–”β–”β–”β–”β–”β–”β–”β–”[/color] [indent][i]"Simone, hm? I think Blake told me she works at the bookstore – haven’t had the pleasure of introducing myself yet, but if there were ever a potential protΓ©gΓ©..."[/i] She’s got the look in spades and the attitude on even tighter lock. I like her, honestly there isn’t much to dislike with this one. I appreciate what she stands for and that she stands for it. I have no bead on her as far as other-status which makes me lean towards human. But I’m not too sure, she seems young..[/indent] π—”π—Ÿπ—œπ—¦π—§π—”π—œπ—₯ π—€π—¨π—˜π—˜π—‘ [color=253B7D]β–”β–”β–”β–”β–”β–”β–”β–”β–”β–”[/color] [indent][i]"He is the tool I use to embarrass Blake on the regular."[/i] He is generally attractive enough for me to make jokes about him fixing our plumbing to Blake. And I thank him for that every chance I get. Of course, he doesn’t play ball but he’s got enough mystery in him to keep me curious for the next while. Chances that he’s human? I’d say 70-30 against. But it’s hard to tell nowadays..[/indent] π—–π—’π—Ÿπ—œπ—‘ π—₯π—˜π—‘π—¦π—›π—”π—ͺ [color=black]β–”β–”β–”β–”β–”β–”β–”β–”β–”β–”[/color] [indent][i]"We, in the Eve and Blake household do not like competition, sorry Colin."[/i] He’s a cutie, but Blake would kill me so it’s hands off until she decides she doesn’t want to win the hearts and minds of the UK.[/indent] π—”π—’π—œπ—™π—˜ π—₯π—˜π—œπ—Ÿπ—Ÿπ—˜π—¬ [color=c8a2c8]β–”β–”β–”β–”β–”β–”β–”β–”β–”β–”[/color] [indent][i]"An Angel, by all accounts.."[/i] I mean I’m a lust demon, she might as well be the Virgin Mary reincarnated. I’m not interested in crossing paths, no matter how many people tell me she’s little Mrs. Sunshine..[/indent] π—Ÿπ—”π—‘π—š π— π—’π—‘π—¬π—˜π—§π—›π—˜π—•π—˜π—‘π—š [color=b59130]β–”β–”β–”β–”β–”β–”β–”β–”β–”β–”[/color] [indent][i]"Yup, I’ll take a tall glass of that."[/i] If I told you, prowling around the streets of Edgetoun every night there was 250 lbs of pure American corn-fed beef stomping around, would you believe me? Well he frequents my bar and he says y’all. I might faint if he wasn’t already feeling something for somebody. But with an accent that thick I don’t know who he could’ve met yet, that lucky duck..[/indent] π—žπ—˜π—œ [color=00FF7F]β–”β–”β–”β–”β–”β–”β–”β–”β–”β–”[/color] [indent][i]"A little too preppy for my tastes."[/i] She looks like she could be nearly high school-aged, but she’s older than I am. I don’t know if she’s an other but that would certainly explain the youthfulness. I can’t believe she’s nearly 30 – honestly..[/indent] π—Ÿπ—¨π—žπ—” π—£π—”π—©π—Ÿπ—’π—© [color=854442]β–”β–”β–”β–”β–”β–”β–”β–”β–”β–”[/color] [indent][i]"A lot of people take the credit of having a smile that will light up an entire room, but damn he’s got one."[/i] He’s probably old, older than mid 30s that’s for sure. My only grounds for proof are how wonderfully his handles the aging process – frankly. But I believe that he isn’t human. Don’t tell Blake! Or she’ll try to interview him or something weird like that.[/indent] π—Ÿπ—’π—¨π—œπ—¦π—˜ π—Ÿπ—”π—‘π—šπ—•π—₯π—’π—˜π—ž [color=DC9C74]β–”β–”β–”β–”β–”β–”β–”β–”β–”β–”[/color] [indent][i]"The voice I listen to when I need to know if it’s going to rain tomorrow. Can also have some fun listening to her callers."[/i] I think Captain America has a Texas-sized crush on lil’ miss radio host. His accent is easier to pick out than an American in the UK and he calls more than any other single person I can think of off the top of my head. That being said she seems to answer quite a bit too. Perhaps they’re hooking up on the side.[/indent] π—Ÿπ—’π—žπ—œ 𝗩𝗔𝗑 π—¦π—§π—˜π—‘π—•π—˜π—₯π—š [color=9a130a]β–”β–”β–”β–”β–”β–”β–”β–”β–”β–”[/color] [indent][i]"I work in a bar, I know enough to know to stay away from his business."[/i] I’ve got nothing more worth saying.[/indent] AILA ATLEO [color=49ad79]β–”β–”β–”β–”β–”β–”β–”β–”β–”β–”[/color] [indent][i]"She’s built like a tank and looks like a soldier, big nope from me."[/i] She’s also like 19 so Blake would call me gross.[/indent] [/hider]