Name:Kyle Young (http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=150936.msg6902146#msg6902146)<br/>Where: Just inside the entrance to the Gala<br/>With: By myself, everyone passing by as the enter the event.<br/><hr/><br/>Kyle woke up in the morning long before the sun came up, grabbed his iPod and went for a run.  Starting low he runs the streets around the apartments working his way up the drain pipe onto the first roof of the local buildings jumping, and climbing until he is on the roof of his apartment building enjoying the softly falling snow.  Grabbing his favorite seat he takes out the camera from the bag he’d left waiting there and takes a few shots of the sun just coming out over the horizon.  He has been trying to get this shot since he moved into the apartments but never comes out as good as the one his mother took from the very same roof top to start her career many years earlier.<br/><br/>Sighing he grabs the bag running at the ledge, going up and over, his fingers grabbing the edge dragging his body back from midair falling the 10 feet to his balcony on the top floor.  As he drops in he notices his father has come for a visit.  Kyle walks into his own living room as his father stammers “What? Where did you come from?”  “The roof” Kyle replies like it was obvious, “What do you want?”  “You’ve got plans for this evening,” his father informs him, “Someone booked your mother to take candid shots at the Decatur Gala this evening and she had been called away on another gig. You are going to go in her place.” “But I had plans to go to…” Kyle starts off but is quickly interrupted by his father, “You’re going. Period.”  As his father leaves he turns and says off handedly, “Don’t forget to dress appropriately, as payment your allowed to attend the event as a regular guest once all the guests have arrived. Have fun.”  Groaning Kyle walks towards his shower…<br/><br/><em>Several hours later….</em><br/><br/>“I know” Kyle says into his phone, “I know, I was looking forward to attending your class tonight as well” pause as he listens, walking down the stairs towards the parking garage.  “Thanks DeLano, rain check for sure, please tell Midori I’m sorry and I’ll try and make it up to her as soon as possible.”  Walking into the garage listening to his phone as he approaches his V-Rod Motorcycle “Thanks DeLano, catch you later” Hanging up the phone Kyle gets on and rides over to his studio over in East Decatur.  He opened shop and sat around fulfilling the few orders he had online, waiting until the dreaded hour when he closed shop and had to go to the gala….<br/><br/><em>Shortly before 5pm….</em><br/><br/>Kyle closes his studio doors and goes into the back and taking a shower.  He towels off admiring the tattoo’s he’d had done over the last couple years; his family crest his left arm, the little cross on the inside of his right wrist, the tribal eagle on his right shoulder blade, wondering what of the many designs running through his head he should do next. Finally donning a pair of dark blue denim pants, a black button front shirt his father had insisted he’d buy, for-going the tie instead putting a silver necklace in its place, with the eagle talon his mother had had silvered and given him.  Rounding the look off with a with a deep brown leather jacket he grabbed his helmet and camera bag, ensuring it was packed and ready to go, and walking out to his bike….<br/><br/><em>Thirty minutes later arriving at the Gala….</em><br/><br/>Kyle drives past the front entrance noting how many people were swarming around with cameras.  He drives around the back of the building parking his motorcycle so it’s ready for a quick getaway.  He sneaks in the back door through the kitchen showing his ID to security who show him to the front office where he stores his camera bag and makes his way towards the entrance.<br/><br/>Arriving just in time to see the Roman family arrive.  Snapping a few pictures of the couple and their children noticing Gale isn’t having as a great time with his family as he was pretending to have.  Most would never notice but Kyle recognizes the look having felt the same way on numerous occasions, giving Gale a brief nod, “I hope your evening improves.” He adds under his breath. As the family moves off towards their table<br/><br/>Next to arrive was Kathleen Johnson with her mothers.  Posing for a few quick shots Kyle lets them pass, taking a few quick shots of Kathleen in her gorgeous dress, as he thought to himself, now there is a gorgeous woman I wouldn’t mind getting to know better.  Keeping his eye on her as she moves off Kyle nearly misses the entrance of the Holland family.<br/><br/>Kyle snapped a few quick shots of Mr. and Mrs. Holland, and their son Drake noticing how they all naturally lent themselves to having pictures taken.  He laughed to himself, must come naturally from being in front of them all day he thought. Almost immediately following them Jun Kawakita entered.  Kyle was taking a few shots of him before he remembered where he’d heard the name Taka before.  His mother always talked about a shoot she did with him and how nice and considerate he was during the shoot.<br/><br/>Kyle set up waiting for the remaining guests to arrive taking shots of anything and everything that caught his eye…<br/><br/>