<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/>Kaspian’s attention was equally divided between the spread of food and Kiara. It took him a beat to notice Alexander all in black predating upon said food. He was good with putting faces to names so he wanted to call him Zander or …Alex. He was pretty sure they had not been on a mission together yet otherwise more than his name would have filtered into his head. So far, likes to dress like a vampire and hungry were mentally penciled in.<br/><br/>The soft shriek from Kiara almost had him take a step back. “Sorry, didn’t mean to startle you. And Kiki it is. Well, in case no one has said it yet, welcome to the Institute.” It was curious to watch man in black steal the food. He had grown up with kids like that in the orphanage. They would steal some food then head to a spot no one really went to and gobble it down. Kaspian was expecting a smoke bomb and poof, Alex would be gone. Nope, he just ate them right there on the spot. Dude had balls. If he tried that around his sister in the kitchen, he was pretty sure she would chase him around the table with a knife.<br/><br/>After being referred to as K-man, he had to rethink this whole had they been on a mission together thing. Maybe they had and ninja boy was in disguise? Or maybe it was just in the beginning and Kaspian was insanely concerned about screwing up that all the people he went with sort of blended together? “I’m good Alex. Yourself?” He didn’t have some cool way to brake up the name so he just went with simple.<br/><br/>Kaspian’s interest grew at the mention of pho. “Pho you say? One of my favourites.” He could eat it every day. He had in fact when he was poor for a few years. He listened to the rest of what was being prepared. “Tell me you are going to sit and eat with us.” he asked of Kiki. “You are sticking around, right Alex?” Alex, like himself seemed to be hungry, like a man that hadn’t eaten in a number of hours.<br/><br/>Turning back to Kiki. “That all sounds amazing. And you have an instant fan in me if this is how you work out your nervous energy. Me, I just spar—this is way better.” He took a seat and made sure he and Alex could both see Kiki instead of someone having their backs to her, that would be rude. He leaned in and scented the food before picking up his chopsticks and rubbing them together for a few seconds out of habit. “I can just tell this is going to be so good.” And then he let his hunger have its way with the food. After a few bites he could tell there would be thirds and maybe fourths.<br/><br/>He managed to not just tip the bowl and slurp the food down like some cartoon. “So, Kiki. Where did you come from?” he asks, wanting to get to know her better. “I’m kinda boring. Born and raised here. Haven’t done all the globe trotting that everyone else has.”<br/>