Thread: Not So Snow White (Mr Quixotic & Aurelia)

At the beginning of his words, 'I can't' Evelyn did only a raise of her brow with the slightest of tilts to her head. It causing the recently dyed hair to shift as she gave him the most calm look of disbelief. However, he seemed to be thinking something over and within a moment, had regained whatever posture he deemed worthy of his situation right now and was speaking. A smirk curling to the sides of her mouth as she began to wonder what he had just figured out amongst himself. What her name meant? The position he was in? The position he would be in if things did, or perhaps, if they didn't, work out in his favor? No matter what it was, it seemed she had his even more undefined attention and she couldn't be happier. When he began to come towards her, she merely seemed to relax into her position. Be it from his words that seemed less then threatening or that he himself, didn't seem like someone who would take much action. At the very least, wouldn't do it himself. Then again, that was sort of the root of his problem with all of this, wasn't it? But a scoff escaped as her arms held tightly under her chest as he drew to the final step. A mother award would be the last she would ever want to place on her shelf it only meant she had spent time doing for her daughter what she could do for herself. And quite frankly, who would want to do a thing like that? Was all that crossed her mind as the man in front of her began to quite, unabashedly, lower towards the teasing bit she had hanging from her shirt. That ever devious smile lingered on her lips as she watched his face even until he regained eye contact with her. You've heard right. Was all she answered back to him as he excused himself around her. She took the moment to stare ahead towards the opposite wall now, finally blinking down towards the computer and his previous comment of the girls upon it before looking back up. With the laziest of turns, her eyes danced about the room until she was finally facing him once more. She had been listening to everything, sure, but Eve couldn't possibly give away just how excited she was that her plan was working out so well. Especially when a brown package appeared from the safe behind the wall she had just been admiring herself in. This was turning out beautifully. A sigh of the most depraved kind escaped her lips at her daughters name. We are. She agreed before letting her eyes roll, quite forward, as he began to describe her in more words then she would ever deem the little brat worthy of. Something of that nature, sure. We'll go with that. But as he began to describe just where little mini White could end up, Evelyn's mood was up again with her grin. It sounds like a perfect fit for her, Mr. Forsythe. It sounded as if they were discussing a bright future for the girl waiting outside of the room. At last the brown colored gift was in her hands. A dark laugh pressing under her breath as she looked back towards the taller man and nodded. Oh, and you will be receiving a call very soon. At that moment, her hand reached out and she gave two pats towards his shoulder before turning, brushing back some hair over her shoulder. Thank you for your help again, Hunter. I do believe our partnership will prove wonderful later down the road. Evelyn had reached the door, opening and turning to smile darkly over her shoulder, glancing at his computer one last time for the day before going back towards him. Enjoy your free time. I'll be in touch. And with that, she was gone. Keeping the package tucked tightly under her arm, Evelyn White had quickly made her way out towards Sofia who was still waiting obediently. Good, she should have known better by now. The older woman took no time though, yanking up the raven haired girl's bag and kept going. Come along. She demanded, Sofia having to scramble up to quickly catch up with what was going on. By the time she was with her mother's side, the drugs had already been planted, shoved towards the very bottom of her bag under a scarf that was luckily stuffed inside it. Roughly shoving the bag at her which caused a soft grunt, she was going towards her car, waving her off to head to class. Like she would drive her to the building she needed. Evelyn sat herself in the drivers seat, watching her daughter throw her hands up and huff off in a direction, the smile crawling up as if touching both ears. She left to eat, giving a small time frame to where Sofia's current class would be almost over before calling back to talk with the Dean of the school. Once reaching him, she merely said two words before hanging up. She's yours.