<div class="floatleft">(https://pbs.twimg.com/media/EBTzr3bUEAA9uYM.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong>Kaspian Herondale (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=347468.msg16356305#msg16356305)<br/><strong>WEARING:</strong>As picture<br/><strong>LOCATION:</strong>Vancouver Institute -> Pho place<br/><strong>TIME:</strong>Noonish Wed July 5th<br/><strong>CONTENT:</strong>Heading out for some lunch with new friends<br/><strong>TAGGING:</strong>Melody Fairchild-Harrow, Kaleigh "Leigh" Keo<br/><br/><hr/>When Leigh and Melody came down he had to make it a point not to stare. His sister Katherine was drop dead beautiful and it annoyed him when people leered, so he tried not to be a hypocrite about the way he conducted himself. The plunging necklines and form fitting clothing didn’t make that easy on him though. Still, there were far worse things than being in the company of two beautiful women.<br/><br/>He answered Leigh’s question first. “I grew up here not knowing about all of this…” he said gesturing around at the institute instead of her angelic tattoos. “So yeah, I have a sister and all kinds of people—like regular people, I still keep in contact with. I’m still getting to know the various vampires, werewolves and fae…” why did he want to add in an ‘oh my’ at the end of that. “I’m happy to introduce you to my friends and acquaintances. We can start with Donman, the guy at the cash when we get to the pho place.”<br/><br/>Kaspian felt it was hard to get to know the other supernatural races. Every time they showed up it was like they were performing an investigation where someone in the crowd was under suspicion and were about to be taken in. Why didn’t they attend a vampire mixer or a wolf barbeque…he was pretty sure that Fae had formal balls and warlocks…yeah that was harder. What do you do for fun in a group setting when you can literally warp reality? Bowling? He mentally shrugged and added to the list of things he wanted to ask people when he got a second with them.<br/><br/>He smiled at Melody’s concern. “Scupper?” he shakes his head loving the different terms people had for things. “Don’t worry, you aren’t going to scupper anything. You aren’t the first goth in Vancouver that got hungry and wanted to eat. I mean you’ll likely get your share of looks.” he said because she was a striking woman. “And yes, I grew up among the non super powered people.” he knew that wasn’t enough, because his surname was sort of a big deal although he never saw anyone come forth to claim him. “I was dropped off at the Cathedral of our Lady of the Holy Rosary when I was a few months old and grew up there until Kat and I were adopted.”<br/><br/>He gestured towards the door since his stomach was becoming impatient again. “How about you two? What is it like growing up around all of this?” He didn't make himself invisible outside of his weapons. It would be problematic to suddenly become visible and decide to order food. "Were you learning about vampires instead of drawing with crayons?"<br/>