<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/>Laughter wasn’t something you often heard a ShadowHunter do in the middle of a mission. It was a good sound and it broke the rising tension of a ship sent to bomb mode and the possibility of demons aboard. Kaspian was relatively new to this life, he didn’t have all the ins and outs worked out yet. Mostly it was about surviving training, surviving the steep learning curve and surviving the missions. He deflected with humour; it was good to hear people actually laugh at it. Especially when they were pretty.<br/><br/>Her response to liking nudey mags made him chuckle. “What really? Home made pho?” he says looking back down to the centerfold smiling up at him. The alarms and general blowupidness state of the ship had him look away. “The things I do for the sake of the mission…” he ‘grumbled’. “Ok now you did it. I want pho.” he stated. “I totally blame you.” he teased. His favourite place was Anh and Chi.<br/><br/>Listening to everyone’s responses at the images he shared made him feel a little better. He hated always being the guy catching up or not in the know. Part of him wondered why they didn’t just mess with the ‘evil’ runes. If a ShadowHunter didn’t get an angelic rune right on his body, nothing happened other than the pain of getting burned from the stele. This looked like a demonic rune, just bigger. So, he did that, he took out his stele and make a break in the drawing.<br/><br/>If all of a sudden there were explosions and people being sent in all directions like some Michael Bay movie then he would know he was on the wrong track. He heard Melody approaching and Leigh calling out confirming their position. And then, as things are want to do on a mission, things began to turn sideways, laughing at the plans of mice and Nephilim. He nodded to Leigh about wrapping the captain’s corpse up. “Good idea.”<br/><br/>It was Michael’s predicament that had him pausing, well that and the Melody’s statement when she came into view. Putting the wrapped corpse down he was stumbling around the latin in Michael’s phrase. Sure it was a dead language, much like Sanskrit—it had no more native speakers, but his sister Katherine is a doctor and Kaspian had helped her study. “Not happening Michael.” he said almost quietly as everything began to slow down or he began to speed up, he was just never sure in these situation.<br/><br/>He complied with Leigh and threw everything in with the captain and was with Leigh. “We need to blur to the helicopter and then find Michael. He’s taking a stand he doesn’t figure he can win.” he said activating his speed rune and beginning the run to the helicopter. “He can call me insubordinate and reprimand me later, but I’m not going to let someone die when we are just down the hall from them.” He wasn’t the leader, so he didn’t have to make all those hard decisions of who lived and who died—Kaspian always chose life.<br/><br/>“If we live. Pho’s on me.” the speed rune always made him ridiculously hungry.