<div class="floatleft">(https://media.discordapp.net/attachments/567887516154331152/584106902942908435/Screen_Shot_2019-05-31_at_3.51.41_PM.png?width=209&amp;height=300)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Owen Christopher (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=308599.msg15002076#msg15002076)<br/><strong>Age:</strong>32<br/><strong>Sexuality:</strong>Straight<br/><strong>Hometown:</strong>Hamilton, NZ<br/><strong>Date/Time:</strong>1 July, 2019, Evening<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Villa backyard<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>Light weight denim shirt, partially unbuttoned, white linen pants, brown leather sandals (https://imgur.com/lWslOYk)<br/><strong>Coupled with:</strong>Cassandra Pendragon<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Cassandra/Open<br/><hr/><br/>She had a pretty laugh. That was the first thing he’d noticed about her and made a mark of that wasn’t purely about the redhead’s physicality. And he appreciated that she was willing to make a bit of glancing contact with him while they spoke, showing at least an interest in making a connection.<br/><br/><em>"We haven't even had a chance to get to know each other and we already have to deal with the new arrivals?” </em><br/><br/>Owen nodded.<strong> “Certainly looks that way,” </strong>he quipped, reaching back down to his plate. The food was better than he expected. Not quite up to the quality of the catering the pro team’s he’d played on got in the locker room, but passable enough to not be junk. He chewed slowly for a minute as he thought about the best way to answer Cassie’s question about his vocation.<br/><br/><strong>“Well,”</strong>he said just after he swallowed,<strong>“I’ve spent the last decade or more playing professional rugby here in Europe and on my national team back in New Zealand. I’m sort of on the edge of it right now. Not sure I want to slum it, but not really ready to stop playing. I think I want to go into coaching and maybe go to school when it’s all over, you know?” </strong><br/><br/>Owen’s gaze came back down to Cassie. Whatever there was to make of the new folks, he was willing to wait until later to pass judgement. Besides, he had a hunch he and Cassie were only going to have a short time to converse before time for lights out. The sun was already dipping below the horizon, in fact. He took a long sip of his water, his large hand crunching the frail plastic just a bit.<strong>“And what about you? How do you fill your waking hours?” <br/></strong>