<strong>Name:</strong>Oleg (http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=158203.msg7308086#msg7308086)<br/><strong>Species:</strong>Demigod<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Los Angeles, California, USA<br/><strong>Tagged:</strong>Enoch, Tiam<br/><br/>Oleg started as Tiam appeared from nothing. He was not accustomed to magical beings coming and going as they pleased with no warning that he could perceive of either event. It was to every sense that Oleg possessed as though Tiam were not present in any capacity, and then, in the span of a second, was there to be seen and heard. Whatever the nature of the newest arrival, it did not set Oleg at ease to be in its presence, though there was yet no rational cause for that sentiment. He glanced to Enoch, and then to Tiam, and then back to the table.<br/><br/>"The angel told me that there was a government agency that worked to combat supernatural creatures that posed a threat to humanity and the world. And that, if it mattered enough to me to do what I could to help, I would given a summons and that I should answer it." He answered to Tiam. There was no dissembling to Oleg's speech; he was transparent and plain as day. An open book laid bare - a castle with its gates unbarred and unguarded. The youth laid his hand flat upon the table and regarded it absently, considering. The angel had said other things, less flattering things, as to the nature of the other beings that operated with the DCE. Things that the suits had corroborated. His blue eyes looked over to Enoch for a moment. "You are not alone in that sentiment; the angel and the agents I met said much the same." Oleg omitted that they did not consider his demeanor a flaw.<br/><br/>The youth withdrew his hand from the table's surface and let his arm rest across the duffel bag on his lap that contained the bulk of his worldly possessions. There was nothing to his name that merited the interests of the other beings he currently found himself conversing with; Oleg could not fathom what might have even motivated them to converse with him. Some it might have been Oleg's humility - he did not consider himself especially noteworthy or spectacular - but the better part was perhaps how inscrutable the other two were and Oleg's lack of skill or experience at discerning the motives of others. He simply did not come from a background that demanded he look with deep scrutiny at others. "Are there leprechauns? Are those real?" He asked with a genuine curiosity born of a genuine want of knowledge. Oleg hoped for an honest answer, and the more likely notion that the other two would have fun at Oleg's expense did not occur to him.