Name

Evangeline James Byrd

Nickname

Evie

Age

25

Gender

Female

Sexuality

Bisexual, leans heavily towards women

Birthdate

March 16th

Zodiac

Pisces

Aroma

Lavender, incense, tobacco

Appearance

Evie is a bit tall for a woman, standing at somewhere around 5'6. She's a slim woman with slightly tanned skin that's dotted with freckles. Her hair is black and is in between being curly and wavy. It falls just below her shoulder blades. She has a slightly sharp jawline and full lips, paired with an upturned nose.

Her eyes are doe-like and framed by long black lashes. Her eyes are a pale green flecked with a darker green, and a little bit of brown. She has rounded brows that she tries her best to maintain. She has freckles along her jaw, scattered on her nose and cheeks, and a few stray ones on her forehead. She has faint freckles all over the rest of her body, prominent on her chest and back.

Evie is a pretty woman, save for the scars littered around her body. The most prominent one is a clean scar going across the front of her throat. It was caused by her own stupidity, an accident with a knife. She also has two fang marks on the right side of her neck, the classic mark of a vampire.

She hides her scar and the marks with necklaces, or simply with her hair. She has one necklace she never takes off, it's a silver tarot card necklace with 'The Lovers' card engraved into it. It has a little charm with her zodiac sign on it, and when it clinks against the necklace, it makes a sound similar to the bell on a cat's collar. She has a septum piercing as well as two ear piercings.

Personality

Evie is a very kind and non-judgmental woman. She is quite caring and almost motherly in a way. Though she can be a bit of an airhead or an ignorant person, she will never say anything rude on purpose. She always works out issues or conflicts she has with another person, and does so peacefully without any violence or anger unless it's necessary.

She will never raise her voice at anyone, but also wont hesitate to correct them or argue with them about something they said. Evie will also never get snippy with someone no matter how much she wants to, it's just in her nature.

She's pretty positive and tries to keep everyone's spirits up, even if she can come off as annoying by doing so. She's very social and enjoys talking and spending time with people, even if she's just sitting in silence with them. She loves physical touch, even if it's just knees brushing together or hands slightly touching.

Evie believes that everybody is worthy of love and a second chance unless they prove otherwise. She cannot hate anyone or hold grudges, but she definitely can resent people. Evie is incredibly observant, she always notices if someone's in a bad mood or if something is off. She is quite intuitive, and is rarely wrong when she makes an assumption or feels like something isn't right.

Evie is a very romantic woman. She spoils her significant other with gifts and attention. Her main love languages physical touch, quality time, and gift giving. She will give them little things that she found or bought simply because it reminded her of them. She loves to cuddle and will always somehow be touching her significant other, even just slightly. Evie plans tons of dates, romantic nights out or in, and just little get togethers.

Likes

- Birds

- Cats

- Autumn

- Company

- Exploring

- Collecting things

Dislikes

- Arrogant people

- Hot weather

- Yelling and being yelled at

- Squirrels

- Changes in routine

- Passive aggressive jokes

Blissful said:

that used to happen to me all the time! what i like to do is keep two wolfplay tabs open, and use one to write and use the other one to check if ive been logged out

A hand slammed a glass down on an oak table that looked as if it had taken quite a few beatings before. Evie slowly raised her head to look at the woman at the table across from her, necklaces clanging against each other. Her grip on the glass of whiskey that she had slammed on the table tightened as the woman spoke. "Yeah, yeah. I know." Evie growled, glaring at the woman as she droned on.

She raised the glass to her lips and chugged the rest of her drink, a look of disgust crossing her face. She stood up and pushed her chair in, sighing as the woman continued. Glancing around the bar, she settled her gaze upon a woman who looked to be around her age, maybe younger. Perfect. Evie grinned to herself as she eyed the woman carefully.

She brought a hand up to her neck, running a finger along the two little holes. It had been far too long since she last fed, and now seemed like the perfect opportunity. She quietly watched as the woman chat with a few people before leaving the bar, and Evie took it as her cue to follow. She had done this countless of times, and knew how to blend in.

Evie waited for a little bit before leaving the bar, sighing softly as she felt the warm air on her bare stomach. She pulled her phone from the pocket of her jeans and pretended to stare down at it as she came closer to the woman. She still kept her distance, but was close enough to the point where she could smell the smoke from the cigarette the woman held. Evie stole occasional glances at the woman while she pretended to type on her blank phone screen.

Her pale green eyes flickered between the woman, her phone, and the city around her. She knew she had to get home soon, but she could make this quick. Her mother was not one to tolerate tardiness, especially to family meetings. Evie watched as the woman got spooked by a stray cat, and for a heartbeat she thought that the woman had caught her.

Behind her, she could hear the humming of cars and faint voices. They sounded angry. Her necklaces clinked against each other as she walked, which only irritated her. Evie loved the sound they made, but not tonight. She wasn't sure if the woman could hear them or not, as there was a good bit of distance between them now. But if she did, then that certainly wasn't good. She couldn't draw attention to herself. She was beginning to feel the effects of the drinks she had earlier, and she silently cursed to herself. She knew better than to have too much of that cheap, shitty whiskey.