<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/sTBpBUf.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong>Alexander Greyhallow (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=347468.msg16379290#msg16379290)<br/>(Optional)<strong>WEARING:</strong>Black boots, black trousers, black shirt<br/><strong>LOCATION:</strong>DARKEST Vancouver Institute Kitchen<br/><strong>TIME:</strong>Thursday July 6th, 2023 | Just before 5 PM<br/><strong>CONTENT:</strong>Food uneaten? Not on Alexander's watch!<br/><strong>TAGGING:</strong>Open; Kaspian Herondale, Kiara Skye<br/><hr/><br/>"I need them too. Lost a lot of blood." Alexander said, with an affected expression that questioned if Kiara's reaction was truly warranted. Alexander felt that it was not. But he did not push the issue. When she referred to his stealthy ways, he put an arm in front of his face and did his best Christian Bale impression. "I'm Batman." The voice was gravelly and deep, perfectly growly.<br/><br/>"Yeah, I'm here to eat, K-man." He answered Kaspian, and pointed finger guns at the other male.<br/><br/>In point of fact, Alexander did not know where chop sticks were kept, or even if there were any. He did, however, know where forks were kept and got one for himself. Not because he could not use chop sticks - and although it was a fact he was probably less proficient with them than either of the two Shadowhunters present he would never admit to it - but because he preferred a fork. There was nothing else to it. Alexander watched as Kiara made two bowls. She took one and then Kaspian got the other. Perhaps this was intended as punishment for his 'thievery.' He narrowed his eyes for a moment - to say 'so that's how it is, huh?' - and then just fixed a bowl for himself - adding more tenders to his bowl than Kiara had to either of the other bowls. Roughly one and a half times as many.<br/><br/>He remained standing while he ate his soup. The only fixing he added to it was some beansprouts, because he liked the crunch.<br/><br/>"Unlike K-man, I never ate this stuff before. Tastes good, but what do I know, K-bud? Mostly I just eat whatever they put. It's what you'd expect from a kitchen that has to cook for big numbers fast." Alexander related to the other two. Which was to say that the food was not often very good. But it had a minimum quality and it was there. It was always edible. And since Shadowhunters were trained to suppress their emotions so that they did not cloud judgement nobody complained if the eggs and bacon were crunchy and brittle and tasted like nothing at all.<br/><br/>"So, how you two liking the lifestyle? Pretty cool, huh?" Alexander tilted his chin up at Kaspian and Kiara, alluding to how they came to be Shadowhunters practically as adults rather than being indoctrinated at a tender age to be child soldiers against the forces of darkness. Alexander ran his tongue over the skin under his lower lip. "Bet you both thought Anne Rice was full of it and Twilight was a crock." He chuckled to himself.<br/><br/>Alexander did not eat his food like a cartoon but he did finish faster than Kaspian. How? It was a secret technique passed down by generations of Shadowhunters in an unbroken line - no that was not it. But whatever the truth of the matter, Alexander was starting on seconds before Kaspian did. "I was born and raised here too. Like, here here." Alexander twirled his fork around, to indicate that he meant the Institute. "Born and raised a Shadowhunter. Even have a tear jerker backstory and everything." He chuckled again and chewed a mouthful of sprouts. "Missed out on stuff like Happy Meals, hockey . . . didn't taste a drop of maple syrup until I was a man grown." The Shadowhunter poked at a chicken tender piece that was tangled up in some noodles. "I bet you both got up to all kinds of Mundie shit. You guys probably had Happy Meals, Kinder Surprise, played hockey, watched cartoons." He was just a little bit envious at the childhood experiences he imagined them having. Then Alexander let out a breath.<br/><br/>"Like what did you do on your twelfth birthday? Cake, pizza party, bowling maybe?" He guessed haphazardly. Alexander was not really about to share his - after banishing a Raum demon he spent the night in the infirmary fighting off the effects of its venom. Not the greatest time for anyone.