Evelin Ivory Ashmore. A girl with wild hair, and tastes to match. She and her parents had left on the road trip around Japan two weeks prior. It was her anneversary present for beating her cancer. She was officially cancer free for two years of her life. What a wonderful thing to celebrate. They just drove around, stopping at beautiful areas of the country to let her feelings of artistic passion flow. She had brought 3 new sketchbooks and a bunch of canvases, as well as her big tote of drawing and painting supplies. In those two weeks, Eve had never seen her parents so into each other, and so supportive of her in her life. It was beautiful to see them renew their marriage vows on the beach, and get to paint the scene of the sunset. Arriving at the camp was almost, sad, in a way because she couldn't go back with her parents and keep going on their adventure. But she needed to start one on her own. Sighing as she got out, she grabbed her backpack with her essential drawing supplies she always had, she hugged her parents and watched them drive away with her gut twisting.

Brushing her hair back from her face because of the breeze, she took in a deep breathe and let out a heavy sigh. Oh this was going to be a doozy. Looking up at the escort, she smiled and followed him to the breakfast area. Looking down at herself she shrugged as she realized just how out of place she was going to look. This wasn't the city anymore, that was for sure. But she would get plenty more great material to draw and paint, she was determined! Adjusting her tie on her outfit Eve put a smile on her face and walked into the room. Heading straight for the food, she hummed as she grabbed herself some french toast, strawberries, yogurt, and a cappacino. Turning around she looked for anyone that was a bit out of the ordinary, like herself, and found she stood out worse then she could have imagined. Sighing she then went for the next best thing, anyone who was Japanese like herself, and not super intimidating! Oh, dear. Going up on her tip toes as she bit her bottom lip, the girl then took in a deep breath and headed towards a table with a few people at it. Hoping that it wouldn't end badly.

Putting on a big smile she looked to the two girls conversing and sat down, being careful of her food as she did. "こんにちは" she said happily, and then looking to the other who seemed not to be Japanese, she corrected herself. "Hello, I mean. Sorry." the bright haired female said as she straightened out her skirt. "Is it alright that I sit here?" she asked lightly as she took a sip of her warm drink. Smiling as it slid down her throat nicely, she then pulled off her panda bag and pulled out her almost full sketchbook. Grabbing her pencil from behind her ear she sat the pad on her right and her food on her left. Eating with her left hand, and sketching with her right, she began sketching with great skill and realistism the girl and boy talking at the other table. The girl had said some weird American thing like yeehaw? Well it caught her attention, so she figured they would be her warm up sketch. Taking another bite of her french toast, she glanced to the other girls. If they didn't talk to her, that was fine, she was a pro at throwing herself into her art. It was her life, after all.