<div class="floatleft">(http://i1289.photobucket.com/albums/b515/Katsofiya/53db0b48-fa05-472d-81df-f2c82cb0d03f_zps1d7e2d14.jpg)</div>Name: Blake Morse<br/>Species/Element: Non Magic<br/>Wearing: Jeans, Black t-shirt and steel toe capped boots<br/>Time: August 1st, Afternoon<br/>Location: Town Square. Etreinte Elégant Cafe<br/>Tag: Aiden, Yana, Cali.<br/><br/><hr/><br/>He smiled at her answer, he could always rely on his little sister to be cool when it came to his choice of men, sometimes she was a little bitchy with the women he brought home and he suspected she was a little bit jealous. He could certainly see where she was coming from though because he never liked the men she brought back to meet him and in most cases felt intense jealousy and dislike as she fawned over them.<br/><br/>His eyebrows rose as Cali barged in sniping at her brother as she went, he was slightly amused though at the way she greeted Yana, he knew he didn't have to worry, his little sister was sweet and patient but she could certainly look after herself. Her own smile was totally false but he was pretty sure that nobody would notice unless they knew her well, her eyes had narrowed slightly as well indicating that she had noticed the thorough once over he had received. He was relieved,<em>his</em>sister had never behaved in such a way and especially around other people. They had their fights but they would always wait until they were alone to explode at each other or discuss what the problem was.<br/><br/>Blake was so busy mentally comparing his sister and Aiden's that he totally tuned out of the conversation until he heard his name, it was at this point that he found himself thanking all that was fucking holy that he wasn't self conscious or he would have blushed, damn her and her wicked sense of humor. He tried to retain his dignity by dropping into the seat next to her,<strong>"this is Aiden, I broke his cell phone, so the least I can do is buy him lunch, don't you think little sis?"</strong>He draped his arm around the back of her seat nonchalantly and tugged gently at a section of her long hair as he spoke.