<hr/><br/><div class="floatleft">(http://i1137.photobucket.com/albums/n520/undisclosed2you/E%20char%20pics/tumblr_loahfnIbTS1qga03vo1_400-2.jpg)</div><br/><strong>Name/Alias:</strong>Wyatt Halliwell<br/><strong>Creature Type:</strong>Witch/Whitelighter<br/><strong>Location:</strong>P3<br/><strong>Tagged:</strong>Everyone<br/><br/><br/><hr/><br/>Wyatt watched as Connor went after his little sister and though he wasn't sure what was said, he couldn't help but notice as he attacked the palm of her hand with the side of his face.  The<em>bastard</em>.  He frowned... a bit distracted as they both stormed out of the club.  He wanted to go and fix things... stand up for his sister, but he knew that she was old enough to take care of herself when it came to men.  He turned back to see that Angel and Lee had gone off dancing and it looked like Jinni was walking toward him with a purpose.  His lips felt dry suddenly for some reason.<br/><br/>He was stunned like a deer in headlights, and was only able to move when she stumbled over herself and a couple others and ended up with drink on her dress.  He blinked, about to move to her side when she ran off to the ladies' room.  He sighed, shaking his head.  He looked to Brie and the Asian woman, who were having a pretty intense conversation it seemed.  He offered a smile to them both but didn't say anything as he didn't want to interrupt.  He spoke to no one in particular.<br/><br/><strong>"What just happened?"</strong>