<div class="floatleft">(https://i.pinimg.com/564x/d0/dc/92/d0dc92c15b16a3c5a862b98103af0eac.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong>Ksenia Ashlace (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=347468.msg16356551#msg16356551)<br/><strong>WEARING:</strong>Combat boots, black jeans and a grey tank top<br/><strong>LOCATION:</strong>Vancouver Institute infirmary<br/><strong>DATE/TIME:</strong>July 6, mid-morning<br/><strong>CONTENT:</strong>Damage control<br/><strong>TAGGING:</strong>Delilah, Alex, mentioning Lydia and Alric<hr/>A look of mild comfort passed over Ksenia's face when she saw Delilah deflate slightly, less pained and anxious than before. Her mouth turned upward in one corner to a half-cocked smile that felt infectious from the stranger's thanks. It was still a whole lot to take in that reasonably couldn't be summed up in a quick heart-to-heart on a gurney in a place the mundane didn't know. She gently shook her head and tipped her head towards the mundane. "No, what you saw was real. He was a vampire. They turn to ash when they're burned like that. Internally anyway, to minimize the mess." She patted her hip where she previously kept the rune etched knife for emphasis.<br/><br/>Ksenia took a deep breath and went on. "My name's Ksenia. It's going to sound crazy and if you need to tap out just say the word but I -- we, live here at the Institute. Sort of like a family. It's a place for people like you who can see these things that others can't. We call it the Sight. Basically, we go out and keep Downworlders like that vampire from harming regular people who wouldn't know what he really was. Think supernatural spec ops." She trailed off slightly with an affected chuckle to try and add some levity to thee situation, but also to provide a pause for the mundane to chime in or to take a break if she needed to, understandably. Behind her there was a commotion as the infirmary door was flung open and a literal giant Shadowhunter named Dima was carrying in a med bay regular: Alex.<br/><br/>An inward groan squeaked out through Ksenia's clenched jaw as she looked between the most blatant example of a Shadowhunter fresh from the fray. This would truly be a trial by fire for Delilah if she didn't pass out from shock already. Ksenia snapped her attention back to Delilah just to check, of course, and went on with a grimace through Alex's very loud exclamations to explain. She wasn't sure if he was out of it enough to notice her or the very new face in the bed nearby.<br/><br/>"That's Alex. Kind of goes<em>through</em>problems more than around them but he gets the job done really well. He'll be fine soon when Alric gets him patched up." Ksenia tossed a curious look back to the infirmary doorway where Lydia and Alric's private conversation had been interrupted. She saw the older male Shadowhunter was visibly putting a hand to his face in exasperation, muttering something quick to Lydia, then followed the trail of Alex's blood to his latest patient.<br/><br/>The blonde turned back towards the girls at the bed.<br/><br/>"And you met Lydia. Lady with the kind of sour look right now. She's my adoptive mom."