"Most around here call me Kyle." he said smoothly, waving a dismissive hand to the door he had just entered. Claire was now complaining pitiously to her friends outside about what a 'complete and total loser jerkface' he was and Kyle gave a small laugh. It sounded a bit unnusual to his ears, though he had laughed the very same way every single time he came to this realm. It was more of a bark or dark chuckle, though in its velvet softness, there was no bitterness, merely a scorn for the foolish blonde mortal who thought she would ruin him by whining to her other pathetic mortal friends.<br/>"Though, as you can see," he said "I'm far from dishonest. Some have difficulty with such honesty."<br/>In all truth, he'd felt a fierce enjoyment when the drunken girl had gaped at him, as though something inconcievable had happened. It had been hilarious. He would love to see the young woman's face as she look in a meeting at Court. Satyrs and kelpies and all manner of creatures of the Fey blood cavorting about while drinking chilled wine and playing with thier mortal pets however they chose. If they wished for their pet to become drunk on the icy alcohol and stumble about until they met thier end, so be it. it would be amusing to watch as they tried to stop themselves from drinking and the look on thier faces as, for a moment they were roused from thier drunken stupor and saw that thier deaths were at hand. They were replacable after all- mortals bred like some sort of virus.<br/><br/>Throughout these -to the human mind at least- unsavory thoughts he kept a pleasent smile on his face, resising the urge to roll his eyes as the dark haired, emrald eyed smiled up at him. He really should change his glamour next time- it was too easy even without using his voice to convince them. He should try something uglier. Or perhaps just plainer.<br/>He leaned against the nearby countertop, knowing that the table would not hold his wieght.<br/>"So, Alex..." he said, tasting the name on his lips as though it were some exotic fruit. "Is that short for something? Alexandria, maybe, the city that was at one time the epitome of human knowledge?"<br/>Realizing that most mortals 'his' age would not know that, he added.<br/>"And no, I'm not like most seventeen year olds."<br/>The way he said it though, was not arrogent, he was simply answering an unspoken question.