<div class="floatleft">(https://i.pinimg.com/originals/d0/d4/7d/d0d47db9ed54b1b5397f3affa9100577.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Tyr<br/><strong>Date and Time:</strong>May 29, Lunch time<br/><strong>Location:</strong>The Public Garden Park<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>Jeans and tshirt<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Gin<br/><strong>Mentioning:</strong>None<br/><strong>Content warnings:</strong>None<br/><strong>Extra information:</strong>None<br/><hr/><br/>He smiles at that. "I'm sure that we'll hug when we say farewell for now." he stated as he watched her eyes glow. "I do love being right upon the ocean and the beach. It's a beautiful spot." he says happy of his home. It was his place of comfort and retreat. Unlike many who had the means that many of the monsters of the world possessed, his wasn't lavish or expansive. It grew when he came upon some hobby but he lived there alone, without servants. Many thought he kept his treasures there and not throwing huge parties was a security precaution. They were wrong, it was just his home and he only invited those close to him over.<br/><br/>"I'm afraid I haven't kept up with you so well. Who is Alexander? Or is Alexander a pet?" he asks thinking it may be a fox she found as a stray.<br/><br/>He sighs when she mentions his family. "I only visit them once a century. They just don't know where to fit into this world we've created. They want to destroy and cause catastrophes but we aren't quite ready to handle that just yet. My mother is still trying to understand why I am so different. My father is still waiting for me to grow into the power that my older siblings have. My grandfather Tartaros, one of the scariest beings out there is the one I miss most and talk to more often."