WHO: Quentin Sollys and OPEN WHAT: Exploring Madison Valley WHEN: November 1 WHERE: The streets downtown WARNINGS: TBD, probably not STATUS: Open/Ongoing
Quentin hadn't done much in the way of exploring last night, mainly because it was Halloween and he didn't want to bother with the other supernaturals who were more likely to be out and about. He was also tired and had gone to bed pretty early; the stuff back home having exhausted him before he even got here.
But this morning, he'd gotten up about eight and took a shower and got dressed. After looking over the network, he grabbed his keys and cast a spell over himself to blunt the sharpness of his ears and soften his face to make it look more human. Without this mask, there would be no doubt whatsoever that there was something very inhuman about him. Changelings could sometimes get away with not wearing a disguise. Purebloods like Quentin had no choice whatsoever.
With that, he headed out onto the streets, the faint whisper of magic around him to anyone who might be able to sense that. Being a teenager boy, the first thing he did was stop by a Subway and buy a footlong sub, then carried it to a picnic table near the fountain to eat it.