<div class="floatleft">(https://64.media.tumblr.com/9ce98617e7caea3944f7056e038c845a/tumblr_od84mliuPi1vdaxzpo7_250.gifv)</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 -> Container Ship<br/><strong>TIME:</strong>Early morning<br/><strong>CONTENT:</strong>Investigating the Song of Demeter<br/><strong>TAGGING:</strong>Melody Fairchild-Harrow, Kaleigh "Leigh" Keo, Michael Brightstar<br/><br/><hr/>Even after hacking off its leg at the knee he still had no idea of what kind of demon he was fighting. He felt that was somehow wrong. If you were going to try and kill something, you should at least know its name. It was during the running for his life towards the helicopter and perhaps after the third pipe bursting explosion that Kaspian decided he was going to create his own bestiary. Yeah, yeah there was databases and holograms, probably a danger room he hadn’t discovered yet where this was already done, but he remembered best when he wrote it down himself and he was a fair artist, so his book would be pretty.<br/><br/>Looking down at the demon glaring back he really didn’t feel all that bad for the evil bastard. It was a jerk with no redeeming qualities. The fireballs and destruction were like right out of a movie. Part of him wondered if there was a rune to heal the oceans or nature in general. It would seem thematically congruent since God made everything and all that, another search for the database.<br/><br/>It was pretty quiet on the trip back. Michael still looked bad but he was breathing. Landing, teleporting and then the medic. I guess you have to check for any black goo entering the Institute. His sister was a doctor so he was cooperative with the medic instead of trying to rush them. The healing rune burned into his flesh and he felt better in a rush. It even got the kinks out of his back from being flung against the ships walls. He nodded to Francis and headed off with Leigh and Melody to document their experiences.<br/><br/>It was hard to miss Frances’ reaction to Michael’s condition as several medics tended to his injuries. It must be hard to send people into battle and see them come back like this. You feel less guilty if you suffer the dangers with them. Kaspian left it alone since Frances shifted gears back to professionalism. “After we get this down, who wants to head out for some pho? My treat.” he asked Melody and Leigh.<br/><br/>Typing out his report was pretty simple. He told the truth, which was pretty basic and included the pictures he took from his phone. Part of him wanted to name the demon; something like Steve or Reggie so it was a bit more personal. Sadly, Reggie didn’t have a lot to say so it was difficult to get a proper handle on naming him. Kaspian did jot down to look up the demon subtype and buy himself a sketchbook along with some pencils for his bestiary.