Evelyn Deavor
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Evelyn Deavor
@SlavesnScreens
Beat or be beaten. Take or be taken. (NSFW #LewdRP #RP18+)


Wrapping her arms around the blushing witch, Evelyn grins. "I can't imagine why anyone would choose a creature as a servant when they could employ the aid of pretty little things like you." Evelyn is feeling particularly charming today.

The thought was merely written on Evelyn’s face. She’s incredibly perceptive you know. “Oh,” Hermione flushes scarlet. “Yes in fact I was. I just…erm. Hello.” How..eloquent Hermione Jean.

Rolls her eyes, playfully of course. “You got lucky, I was looking for you anyway.” She hums, padding over and setting herself in the inventors lap. “Oh and a house elf is a magical creature. Purebloods use them as servants. A disgusting practice, truly.”


Quietly appears behind the inventor. Head titled curiously. “I’m not a house elf, you know. Can’t just snap your fingers and summon me.”

"Not minor at all, if I punch a bladed limb through a lesser, they won't die. If I did it to your torso you would expire in less then a minute."

"Not a demon in the least, I can smell the ascended."





No, the demons job isn't to "Help" those she maims.

“Could grow a moral compass.” The super retorts, eyes rolling at the wink thrown her way. “Guest implies, -I don’t live here-.” Helen corrects, scowling at the amber coloured liquid. “I’m serious, the last thing I need is to babysit a drunk mad scientist.”


