<div class="floatleft">(http://mehwhatever.com/profile/pics/marathefau.jpg)</div><strong>Name~</strong>Mara Capra<br/><br/><strong>Job~</strong>(https://s10.postimg.org/x9itnt1fd/banners4.png)<br/><br/><strong>When~</strong>17 September, morning<br/><br/><strong>Tagging~</strong>John Smith, Artemis, Rui, open<br/><br/><strong>Side Note~</strong><br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><br/>She had not, in fact, noticed if the freezing of time had (or had not) affected anyone else. It would work without a hitch in the outside world. Being accustomed to that, Mara hadn’t thought to pay attention. But she was now in a fae zone, so all the usual bets were off. It didn’t work with other faun from her clan. It was their power, their ability that gave them an upper hand in hunting or other confrontations. Mara had no real idea at all if it would work on other fae. She didn’t have the ability to determine types of fae, she could only tell who was human. With one curious exception. Smith.<br/><br/>She couldn’t get a read on him at all. Fae? Maybe. Human? Likely not, although maybe. Perhaps he’d been enchanted or something, allowing him to pass among fae. Smiling at him, she placed the coffee in front of him. As the inspector sipped, she watched him. Mara tried to determine if his stoic, hyper-professional demeanor was due to his being on duty or simply his nature. Maybe he was A.I.? Her rectangular pupils narrows as she took him in. Curious indeed. Her mind did wander, wondering what it would take to break his vigilant demeanor. If he ever loosened his tie, maybe even unbuttoned the top button. Something crazy like that. Her lips lifted in a private, amused and curious smile, watching his throat move as he swallowed the coffee.<br/><br/>Her smile widened as he acknowledged the coffee was good. Her little episode nearly forgotten, that is until John said his next sentence. Her pupils widened, making her light grey eyes appear dark. Tugging at a lock of hair nervously, she nodded numbly. What could she say? It was a family ability? No. That’d bring about that line of questioning and clearly she wasn’t in the right headspace for that topic. “Yes, of course Inspector. I’m typically steadfast with my caution. I just...needed a moment.”<br/><br/>Considering him for a moment longer, she wondered if maybe he had a bit of faun in him as well. Perhaps that is how he was unaffected by the pause. Brows furrowing, she then wondered if she might get into trouble by her bosses. That’d be a damned shame, she thought as she twisted her pencil between her fingers.