<div class="floatleft">(http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7190/6918329441_71dc17c694_s.jpg) </div><strong>Name: Todd Williams</strong><br/><strong>Race: Witch</strong><br/><strong>Location: Murphy’s Tavern </strong><br/><strong>Time: Day 1, Evening</strong><br/><strong>Tagged: Any</strong><br/><br/><br/><hr/><br/>Now that was not something you saw every day a man carrying a pig sticker like that. Todd took in the rest of the man’s attire and thought to himself a traditionalist. Although the woman he was sitting with was certainly modern in dress, an interesting combination.<br/><br/>Then he turned his attention back to Leona. “You ever find dealing with Mr Carter a bit like peeling an onion. You peel off one layer and yet there is another and another and some how you never get the whole picture?”<br/><br/>Todd smiled, there was a twinkle in his eye and humour in his voice as he spoke, “Oh come to my room and see my information and we have only just met. Although Mr Carter did say that I was to be under you I had not realised it was to be in other things as well.”<br/><br/>He was testing her, curious as to how she responded to his humour. You could tell a lot about a person watching their reaction to humour he had found.<br/><br/>The waitress arrived with the meal asking if they needed anything else. Todd glanced up at her and then became curious, there was that buzz in his mind that said Vampire but also he was getting the feeling she was a witch, how weird.<br/><br/>Then the lady Vampire walked past dropping a comment about them having no secrets from her. Todd watched her retrieve a book and sit herself at the fire. For a moment he wondered how she would react to the fire exploding out of the fireplace and engulfing her.  But there where many ways to skin a cat as they say.<br/><br/>“Yes, I would like a coffee, Latte if you do one and.” His face twitched as if in a smile. “If you could ask the lady by the fire if she would accept a drink from me and put it on my tab.”<br/>