This is not the normal Alec who bounces around the bar. This one is a few years younger with rounded ears and silver flecks in his brown eyes. He's walked into the bar, again, with a bunch of files in his arms. All of them are marked with a bright red "Top Secret" on them and for those with the ability to see magic, a faint glowing ward.
"Adriaaaaannn..." he bemoans. "Not again..."
Clearly this is an opportunity to get some sugar. He drops the pile onto a table and orders what looks like a Halloween bag's worth of sugar and a soda. It's put on the company tab. YAY.
Since it's just about Halloween, or is Halloween depending on where you are, here's a gentleman who's all about Halloween like things. Such as the undead. He's looking sour tonight and constantly scratches the back of his neck. The usual healthy, smug glow, isn't around him and instead he looks down right pale and drained.
Bad shit has happened.
Sir used to be appearing with kittens is here, but without the kittens. They've all gone to good homes. So, it's just him and Veena. Veena is not a happy kitty. It could be the little cape that Trever's gotten on her. She keeps on trying to yank it off, but never succeeding. Instead she just turns around in circles.
Trever's amused at his kitty cat and is reading the latest on Magical Zoology Journal.