<div class="floatleft">(https://stories.isu.pub/50266227/images/69_original_file_I0.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 kitchen<br/><strong>TIME:</strong>Thursday July 6th, 2023 | Just before 5 PM<br/><strong>CONTENT:</strong>Sitting down to eat<br/><strong>TAGGING:</strong>Kiara, Alexander, Open<br/><br/><hr/>Alexander was definitely the most human of the Shadowhunters he had met from this institute. Actually, he shifted that around in his head. They were all human, but Alexander seemed more in touch with the mundane parts of himself. Usually everyone was so serious or took themselves very seriously. He snorted at the Batman impersonation. Part of him wanted to ask if they felt Batguy was like…weeny for a superhero since most of them went beyond what mortals could do. “That makes two of us…three if we are counting our hostess Kiara. Grab a chair.” Kaspian could deal with a lot but there were rules to breaking bread. You all sat down at the table was one of them.<br/><br/>Finding the chopsticks because he did know where they were he got a set of Kiara as well and some napkins for all of them. He brought out some spoons too. If he were with his sister, they would slurp down some of the broth, because you gotta love the broth, but since he wasn’t, spoons would have to do. A few bean sprouts and some lime juice went into his. “Thank you.” he said to Kiara and then chuckled at Alex’s remark about just eating what is in front of him. “Ok, that is totally a polite way to go. But I figure if it is going into my mouth, I should generally like it.”<br/><br/>He listened to Kiara describe her upbringing. Marine martial arts were no bullshit. What she described was like one long and rather extended bootcamp. It seemed that if you had the blood of an angel in you, the training found you one way or another. “I’d like some corn please.” he responded after swallowing. He thought about his own experience with the ‘sight’. It was a werewolf and it scared the shit out of him…and the entrails out of someone else. It’s the day things changed for him, like really changed.<br/><br/>“Of course, if you can’t cook—you are at other people’s mercy. That is why I learned how to cook.” he states. “Ok that and I was broke for three years.” You learn to roll with the punches life throws at you and get back up. He thoroughly enjoyed digging into some home-made pho. Kaspian managed to get about half the bowl into himself before Alex’s question about liking the lifestyle came up. “It’s been a rather steep learning curve. I was used to the martial arts and became a private detective…so the searching for people I’m good with. The powers are definitely a rush.” He thinks about the allusion to the ‘real’ supernaturals. “Honestly, I really loved Anne Rice. I met her in a mall once and she signed my Queen of the Damned.” He considers the Twilight saga. “Yeah…uhm, that was a harder pill to swallow. I was with her until Bella needed to be a vampire so she could be ‘super hot’…not to address the power disparity between her and Edward, but she just needed to be better than a supermodel all of a sudden.”<br/><br/>“No…no happy meals. The Cathedral of our Lady of the Holy Rosary were on a ..budget. The couple that adopted me from the church were ridiculously rich but they were against all the fast foods…and some of the slow ones too. It was all about having our own garden and everything being organic.” That and the what seemed like a hundred supplements to take care of what they were missing. “Maple syrup was on the menu…from our own trees we had to drill into. Made some pretty good batches if I do say so myself. Although you would be amazed at how much sap it took to handle one breakfast.”<br/><br/>He nodded to the hockey and cartoons. It was a long lineup of superheroes and loony toons. He thinks about the twelfth birthday question. “So…Kat would have been ten…we didn’t have a birth certificate so our adoptive parents just made our birthday the same day, the day we came home with them. Kat wanted to go to a petting zoo. So we went there. She wasn’t as quick as some of the goats liked and a few started bucking her then chasing her around until I caught up..’ the memory made him smile. She was very cross at the goats and they came off her list of cute creatures.<br/><br/>After relating his own tale he listened again to Kiara’s. His own adoptive parents pretty much ignored him since they really wanted to only adopt Kat. She wouldn’t let that happen so they got a twofor. Kiara’s father seemed to want to produce a super soldier or something. “I’m pretty sure I would never survive four months in the mountains.” he easily admitted. “I’m glad you’re here though. And not just for the cooking.”<br/><br/>He turned back to Alexander. “Your turn bud.” he prompted.<br/><br/>He shrugged at Kiara’s question. “I ..don’t have anything to compare it against. I got here three years ago and have been on an extended crash course in all things supernatural, learning about glyphs and of course fighting within a unit. I can tell you that I like it…not an easy thing for someone with a few authority issues.”