(After some thought here are some characteristics of the casters and magic.<br/>1. Casters abilities have no effect on other casters.<br/>2. Casters can see a different color of other caster's eyes. We see black in our eyes and other caster's, but the rest of society sees green.<br/><br/>I think that is two good ones to start out with, we can add more as the story needs it and as long as its not absolutly out of some reason, feel free to add something.  Good call though, Ben.)<br/><br/>Walking the blocks to Denney's, I keep thinking there is something that seemed familiar about that girl.  Do I know her? If so, from where?  Home? I couldn't put a finger on it.  And then it hit me, her eyes.  They were the same color as mine.<br/><br/>Quickening my pace I was through the door in a matter of seconds. I looked all around till I noticed her in a booth to my right.  I paused to question the creepyness of what I was about to do. Would she call the cops? Shit, that would be bad as their probably already looking for me.<br/><br/>Then I realize what I have to do.  She will know its me.  She will have to. I walk back out the door and light a smoke.  Standing with my back turned next to the window at her booth, I move her knife, fork, and spoon to her seat.  Reforming them into thin strands of stainless steel I spell it out,<br/><em>"Black eyes"<em></em></em>