<div class="floatleft">(http://s1.hubimg.com/u/3006156_f496.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Dominic Keagan<br/><strong>Alias:</strong>Artemis<br/><strong>Where:</strong>Apartment complex: Dominic's apartment<br/><strong>Time:</strong>April 8th,1:35 pm<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>A button down long sleeve olive denim shirt with a black t-shirt underneath, blue jeans, brown, black and white prayer beads around his right wrist<br/><strong>Tagging: </strong>Eden (mentioned), open<br/><hr/><br/>The sound of the door opening and keys rattling could be heard from the vestibule as he carried a bag of groceries in one hand a his keys in the other. Sighing loudly he saw Eden laid out on the ground with all of his things strewn about and couldn't help the irritation that came over him. Ever since he discovered Eden's true identity of being Sailor Venus and took on the duties of being his guardian the white haired teen seemed to make himself quiet at home in his one bedroom apartment.  A sullen expression came over his face before his life was interrupted by finding the scout he was supposed to protect, train and advise he had a very quiet life. Dominic was a professor at Aoyama Gakiun University and had just finished an especially trying morning class of students who took his religious studies course in the hopes of obtaining an easy A... He loathed slackers and yet here was one self indulgent little slacker who was sprawled out on the floor of his very apartment.<br/><br/>Although he himself was dressed less than professional given his chosen career he looked more bohemian with his light olive colored button up denim shirt the sleeves rolled up to just below his elbows, his pants were blue jeans but slim fit that suited his narrow waist and trim physique. The black t-shirt he wore beneath his button up peeked out slightly as he had the top buttons of his denim shirt undone. Dangling at his wrists was his prayer beads that he wore at all times to remind himself to quell his trademark attitude that was prone to sudden mood swings.<br/><br/>Sliding the paper bag of groceries he had obtained on his walk home he surveyed the small living quarters. Like most Tokyo apartments it was modest to say the least, but he prided himself on keeping it tidy. The space had a joint kitchen, living room and bedroom. Right now Eden occupied both the bed and living room areas at once by sprawling himself and all his merchandise every which way across the floors over the counter and even some on the bed. Twitching he regretted giving him a copy of the apartment key. Placing the key onto a small peg hanger near the door he then quietly approached the sleeping teen crouching on his knees. A small patch of red spread across his face when he realized Eden was only wearing a jock strap clearing his throat he had originally planned to slap his hands together next to Eden's head to wake him up but now he was slightly apprehensive.<br/><br/>This was the boy he was supposed to be watching over and honing to become a force of good against the threats looming to destroy earth and yet he couldn't help his attention being drawn to his shapely rear. Forcing himself to look away he merely grabbed the cartoon sized bag of popcorn he was snuggled against and yanked it out from under him in one swift jerk.<br/><br/>"Oy! Wake up! Its nearly two pm... I brought home some groceries to prepare some homemade ramen so clean up your stuff and I'll let you have some okay?" He said in an unnecessarily loud voice in attempt to rouse him, the hint of his Italian accent still lingering on in his speech even after the many years of living outside Italy.<br/><br/>His dark eyes were studying his face to see if he would be awoken so easily the boy slept like the dead when he had these fits of narcolepsy which made him constantly worry over his condition. Dominic's perpetually tan skin was especially noticeable with the sunlight peering in through the large screen doors that were at the opposite end of the meager apartment. He had shaggy multi-toned brown hair that wasn't styled in any particular way the dark strands falling haphazardly with a slight part on the right side. Standing up he walked back over to the kitchen pulling out various ingredients he had purchased to make the aforementioned ramen. Despite his slight annoyance over the state of the apartment he actually was quiet fond of Eden viewing him like a little brother, an attractive little brother, but still his little brother as he reminded himself regularly when he saw him in his various states of undress.