"You know. Girl about yey tall. Blonde hair, I think. Bigger than me?" Which wasn't hard nowadays. Evie stood in Chrysalis' office asking the woman if she'd seen her sister. "I know she's here, it has to be her. No one else looks like that one, and I have a feeling mom might flip if she finds out why she's here. That's my doing. " Evie sighed and leaned her head back. No better person to ask than the Gossip columnist -- and her employer. "I mean, I know I've been pretty damn selfish about the whole thing, but I want mom to get better, but somehow I think I might make things worse until I can explain." It cost her a lot of money to send for Jacquielle, and Evie wanted to find her before she got lost or kidnapped.. or something.
Gripping the roots of her hair, she touseled up her red tresses. In Evie's aging, she was beginning to look like her mother. Though, her hair was more of a mahogony red than the vermillion red of Jezika's. "Ever since da.." Damnit! She needed to quit that. "Ever since Morlis left her, I've been blaming her for everything." It was a hard habit to break, but Evie should be used to being a bastard child by now. As her lips parted in a sigh, the tips of her retractable fangs could be seen. The Lamia in her was beginning to manifest and she couldn't stop it, let alone understand what the fuck was going on.
"I sure hope you can help me, darlin'. I really don't want to have to scrape my skin off the wall when Jezika fellet's me for this." They haven't exactly been on speaking terms lately, Evie was pretty convinced that Jezika hated her and wished she never gave birth to her. For once in Evie's relatively short life, she agreed with it. Evie was nasty and cruel towards her mother. She said things that she ultimately didn't mean, and she knew would hurt the most. She was, after all, her mother's daughter. A flustered sound parted her ruby lips and she shook her head. "How could I lose track of my own sister. I'm worthless, I'm sure glad I'm good at what I do because I've got nothin' else to offer the world. It sure doesn't need another idiot." Evie had seen her share. Pale eyes looked at the woman. With the change came physical changes as well. Her eyes were so pale gold they almost looked white. It seemed that while Evie was half in metamorphesis, she was rather startling looking. From everything she managed to compile, it would change eventually. But, she'd have to endure until it came to be that time.
"She holds our last name, I hope it's not too hard. I suppose she'd have gone to look for mom first. Which, I don't even know where she's living anymore. I could just ask da.." Evie caught herself again with a sigh. When would she get over that. Pausing a moment, she blamed the anxiety. "Maybe Morlis would know, seems like he's there often enough." Yeah, Evie read the gossip section of the newspaper. She reported things to her, so said her job description. In all actuality, Evie would do whatever needed to be done for Chrysa or Akuma.
Of course, Evie didn't realize how fast she'd been talking or even if she gave Chrysa a chance to think about what she'd said. "Sorry. I'm just a bit on edge. Jezika's not someone you want to get mad at you. And I know you know everything about everyone, so I'm hoping you've heard about someone new coming. I mean, I'm not certain about the physical description. I called her here, but didn't really give any details since I didn't have them myself. It was a rush job, because I'm really.. well.. worried." That was a good enough word for it. Evie had fucked up, and she was desperately trying to fix it. Which could end up badly for everyone involved. Jacquielle was her sister, maybe not of the blood, but just as close. They had been raised together, and she was all Evie knew growing up. That is, until the girl ran off, which Evie didn't quite understand. But, all her questions would be answered, she hoped, when she found her.
Posted: Fri Jan 09, 2009 6:22 pm