<div class="floatleft">(https://www1.pictures.zimbio.com/gi/2021+Met+Gala+Celebrating+America+Lexicon+lE-F4bvS0RHx.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong>Ken Nightshade “Ken” (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=347468.msg16356526#msg16356526)<br/><strong>WEARING:</strong>Black blazer and slacks, suspenders, white shirt (open like in picture)<br/><strong>LOCATION:</strong>Penthouse apartment | Downtown<br/><strong>TIME:</strong>July 6th | Early evening<br/><strong>CONTENT:</strong>Heading to a party<br/><strong>TAGGING:</strong>Warlocks of Vancouver and any party crashers<br/><hr/>Waking up at the crack of noon Ken stretched like a cat and yawned loudly. He and the panther cub he had recently inherited, were coming to terms about the morning routine. Ken liked to sleep in, Morticia liked to run around like a freak first thing. The compromise…ok there was no compromise there but Ken had created a magic self cleaning kitty litter box for when she needed to do her business and she had stopped …nothing, she kept clawing at his walls and furniture. He would just repair them every afternoon. What as Jax thinking in willing her to him? Stupid Jax for dying fighting demons.<br/><br/>He wasn’t quite over his friend’s death yet. Morticia was on the bed waiting for him. He knew she had fresh food and cool water…he heard the purrs and gestured her over. She could have come over and cuddled, but now, she went for a pounce on his chest that turned into some affectionate roughhousing. Her eyes were a striking green, he remembered when Jax first found her and her eyes were a vivid blue. She could only have been a few weeks old then.<br/><br/>Ken was rarely hungry first thing, he needed to wake up first and his body sort of did that in stages with his stomach being last. First thing was a run. He could have lived in the sheik downtown district but Ken liked his view of the ocean on his two acre lot on Bowen Island. Slipping on some shorts so he wasn’t naked, he padded out to the living room with a little fierce/cute  predator in his wake. Grabbing some runners and strapping on his weighted exercise vest, he headed around his property and then down to the beach. Morticia got to get her zoomies out at this time so was a happy participant in this.<br/><br/>The lapping waves intrigued her. “Come on. We’ll swim in the pool. The ocean is still a bit big for you young lady…hey don’t give me any sass. You know I’m right.” She gave one of those over the shoulder looks at the waves and followed behind. True to his word they went for a swim to cool down from the run. She really loved the water, they splashed around for a while.<br/><div class="floatright">(https://image.winudf.com/v2/image/Y29tLmFuZHJvbW8uZGV2NzQ2MDU3LmFwcDg2NjA1NF9zY3JlZW5fMl8xNTM5Nzg1MTMxXzA4MA/screen-2.jpg?fakeurl=1&amp;type=.jpg)</div><br/>Finally warmed up he headed to his gym and picked up a practice sword after putting on his weighted vest back on and the wrist/ankle weights. He had learned to fight from his father, who a demon lord learned from is one of the questions he never asked. He practiced until he pretty much fell over—that is what happens when your dad wants to teach you to do something right, except his a demon prince and doesn’t trust anyone so he casts a spell on you every day for a century forcing you to give it your all. Some parents go for teachable moments, Azazel didn’t have the patience for that kind of bullshit.<br/><br/>After a hot shower and watching Morticia run around until she just fell over and slept right there on the kitchen floor he checked his schedule. Tonight, was the night of the party. He loved parties. Conjuring a plush bunny for Morticia to cuddle with he teleported to Italy to get a new suit. He knew a guy who was descended from a warlock, all he could do was minor magics but he was one of the best and ‘fastest’ tailors in town. Of course Tomasso wasn’t at his place of business, so he had to buy a cell phone and find him. He really needed to learn some tracking spells.<br/><br/>A quick jaunt to Lake Como, apologize to the lady who looked like she was dressed up for a date and one Tomassino special creation. The fitting was always the fun part as it went from loose to fitted in a matter of seconds. It was probably something Ken could learn to do, but his to do learning list was already big and Tomasso had a gift for fashion. His friend pulled out a tie, his lady Seylah shook her head and encouraged a more bare-chest approach. Conjuring her a dark chocolate cheesecake, Ken won a smile and some forgiveness.<br/><br/>He waved at Tomasso and kissed Seylah’s cheek for her help then popped back home. Morticia perked up when he teleported in. It was close to feeding time so he got the bottle out and warmed up some panther milk he conjured. She couldn’t eat solids yet. After some cuddles and a healthy and very ladylike belch he kissed his baby panther goodnight to teleport off to the house. Some people tell you that you can’t teleport to a place you haven’t been to. Ken says that is what Google Earth was for, checking out his phone he gated to infront of the building.<br/><br/>He summoned a  jade plant (https://evergreen9.weebly.com/uploads/1/2/5/1/125181499/img-20201101-wa0025_orig.jpg), they symbolized luck and wealth, always a nice housewarming gift if you were into that sort of thing, to Ken plants brought in life to a place and that was the symbol he always liked. He got inside with an easy smile as someone was leaving and headed in. Knocking on the door and gave a sassy smile to his hostess. “Hi I’m Ken. I was really happy to get your invitation.” he greeted. “This is for you.” he states offering the plant.<br/><br/>He had let his glamour drop and his violet eyes were easily seen. The tiger stripes on his back and upper arms, not so much. Looking around her place he liked the old world feel. He loved being surrounded by books. "Hey Elias." he greets the High Warlock.<br/>