Tristen smiled as he finished his elaborate breakfast wiping his mouth with a napkin and freezing the waiters feet in place. "I'm not finished with you." The waiter rolled his eyes.
"What else can I do for you sir?" the waiter had a French like accent.
"Your service is crap, and I dont like you." Tristen then froze up to his neck. "I especially don't like your accent." He stood up on the table and reached into the waiters mouth before he could speak again. He grabbed the man's tongue and pulled it. The man struggled in writhing pain. Tristen put his thumb down on the gag reflex on the waiters tongue and pulled harder. The entire place had been in shock as the young sadist smirked at the man gagging and in agony in front of him, not to mention his body numbing from the ice incesement.
"Plea..sop," The man tried to cry out coughing and his eyes started to water. Tristen smiled and continued to pull.
"Thats it, beg! Beg like a dog! Ha ha ha!" He then encased the mans tongue in ice and broke it off. The man paniced while the boy pulled on what remained of his tongue and laughed in his face. "Yes! Yes! YES! Ha ha!" He then let go and turned to face his audience. The cashire hid behide the counter, some people under there tables. "I think I'll let him rot," he hissed. He stared coldly into each persons eyes who dared to look back and smiled sinisterly. Some people turned away, others were too shocked to move. The boy then walked out leaving the man there, frozen but taking his tongue, almost like a trophy. Tristen could not be happier. As he left a few workers tended to their frozen friend. He looked back and laughed at the workers. He then turned and began to walk poudly with his hands lightly swaying by his side.

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Jason's hair was now down and drenched and so was the rest of him. He shapeshifted and shook like dogs and cats do to dry off and stood up and brushed his human self of what was left of the water. He licked his lips to slip his fang into his mouth and looked around him. As he looked back to his home he saw the clouds had already cleared and he just shook his head in discust. "Go figure," He said as he pushed back his hair attempting to spike it back up with the water. He stuffed his hands into his pockets and began to walk. As he did a spike of hair fell in front of him dripping wet and his face fell into an upset appearence. He was frustraited but stopped caring after walking a block

Riley = Darkness & Wolf Shapeshifting
Akio = Lightining & Advanced Agility

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Riley
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Riley is a fair-skinned male who is probably the average height for a male of his age group. He may come off a little short but you wouldn't really notice until you put him right next to someone else. He seems to have a rather lean and slender build and has a rather toned structure. His muscles are more tight and flat than large and bulky. Riley has light, brown hair that appears to be cut shorter at the sides than it is at the top and back of his head were the hair is a little longer but still classed as short. He has a extra piece of hair at the back of his neck that is often reffered to by others as a pony-tail. It isn't really a pony tail but it's just a little piece of odd hair that only measures up to about 2 inches in length, so it isn't very long. It's unknown why he doesn't want to cut it but people who know Riley will know how much he fusses about his appearance. He has golden coloured eyes that are darker at the edges. It's clear that they aren't the eyes of a human as it isn't very natural to have such a strong topaz colour. He has brown eyebrows and eyelashes that match his hair colour and he has a scar across his right eye. It's almost like his trademark as the scar is more or less like his main feature. If you happen to ask were he got it, he is most likely to tell you that he doesn't remember and that's most likely the truth and the closest you're going to get to it. Riley is often described as dark, mysterious and handsome by some which is the repetation he was aiming for seeing it's easier to gain trust. He finds his appearance to be a useful tool to swoon people into his plans.

Riley usually dresses in mainly dress-shirts and/or sweaters. He is never really seen wearing hooded tops or t-shirts that aren't of his favorite Scottish football team: 'Celtic Football Club.' Even so, he never really wears them often. Even during the summer, he is usually seen in a dress shirt but he always has his sleeves pushed up to his elbows. The shirts he wears are mainly either black or white as he isn't too fond on other colours. He doesn't like patterns either. Black with white pinstripes are the furthest he's ever going to go with patterns shirt wise. He is usually seen with his top two buttons undone and seeing that he always has his sleeves bunched up to about elbow height, he wears a silver watch