[center][h3][color=0076a3]Tobias Rieper[/color][/h3]
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[b]Location:[/b] Home/Café 
[b]Interacting with:[/b] Angel [/center]
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Tobias knew that their powers were the result of the occult, the arcane, as turning into an animal and having supernatural powers clearly was not the norm. Yes, last night's events should have been expected, but it seemed so surreal. Grimbold sacrificed a swan to someone.. or something. He tried not to dwell on the thought, but hell, this was the stuff of horror novels and movies. What could possibly be what he assumed was Grimbold's master? A bloodthirsty god? Unholy specters? Tobias hated to admit it, but he was a bit fearful of the truth. 

Not that he was going to tell anyone anyway. If there was one thing he didn't need, it was Sloane finding out and giving him more shit than usual. Just the thought of it made Tobias cringe. The group was fine and all for small talk, but Tobias doubted giving the group personal information was the best idea. Tobias didn't quite trust any of them with anything significant either. 

Damn, even when he was in that gang there wasn't much to worry about. Sure, there was the whole gang rivalry thing and cops beating you to a pulp trying to "arrest" you, but if you followed orders you'd be fine. The gang would have your back. Usually. That might also be the case with Grimbold as well, but when you added in black magic, Tobias wasn't so sure anymore. Perhaps if he crossed Grimbold one day, Tobias would be the one on the altar, being sacrificed up to whatever.  But it was late and he needed the rest, so Tobias tried to dispel the thoughts from his mind and at least try and get some sleep.

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He ended up getting very little sleep, his thoughts from last night preventing any sort of restful sleep. Tobias was used to it, as he woke up as early as 4 am to get to work, but the first few minutes of trying to get up was always a personal battle. Eventually, after using up every single drop of willpower, Tobias dragged himself out of the bed and then to the fridge, where he would whip up a breakfast of...

Nothing. Looks like Tobias would need to use his day off to hit the market to replenish his barren fridge. But first, he was going to get some breakfast at the Café. Luckily for his sleep and food deprived body, it wasn't much of a walk to reach the entrance. Quickly looking at his own reflection in the glass door, he made sure his hair was at least somewhat presentable. 

Tobias eventually ordered some breakfast pastries and a cup of OJ. Tobias didn't really like Caffeine, and despite what anyone else said about it, he was pretty sure coffee was some sort of liquid narcotic. Why else would someone spend dozens of dollars buying that crap?

He had gotten his order, however; Tobias found his favorite spot taken. Well, not exactly taken, just that the table half occupied. Shame really, it was the only spot that you could eat your breakfast in some relative silence. But Tobias soon realized the person that had taken his spot was Angel, the newbie, so he took the opposite seat across from her. Looking at her breakfast, Tobias was no longer sure what invoked more fear into him, last night's events, or Angel's food choices. He opened his mouth, intending to make a remark on her diet, but in the end decided against it and decided to just greet her normally. 

[color=0076a3]"Mornin Angel. I don't usually see you here."[/color]