[center][h2][color=ed145b][b]Aria Kelly[/b][/color][/h2][/center]

Aria snapped his finger. Fairies and Pixies always gave him trouble. He then realized that the man was wearing a glamour, his human and Pixie forms trading places every time he blinked. His Kin blood would reveal truths in all of his senses, much like synesthesia however discernible to him. Which sense it takes advantage of and when was completely random, so it hardly has any practical uses, excepting for silly parlor tricks. Sometimes it was even disorienting, when it took over his hearing while someone was lying.

He knew his patron wanted an answer, but he didn't exactly have one. The name of his mother's race wasn't exactly readily available to him and probably inexpiable without being very long winded. He settled on his usual response; one he loathed. [color=ed145b]"I'm a Royal Vampire or rather a royal vampire half-breed. A bit different from my cousins, who can't control themselves around humans. Blood has no addictive properties for me."[/color] Aria took a sip of his drink and hummed with delight. [color=ed145b]"I can see through simple magics like that on occasion. If I was drunk, I'd just be a normal human as it does require some focus."[/color] He calmly placed his glass down on the bar and leaned over. [color=ed145b]"Anywho, I'm terribly boring so why don't I ask you this?"[/color] He said with a grin. [color=ed145b]"What is a doctor Pixie doing in my bar humble bar? Shouldn't you be defending the forest or something?"[/color] He said with a chuckle. Aria already say a business opportunity in this. Could he be another client for his more satisfying work? It had been a solid 2 months since his last case and last time it was a simple ghost. Aria continued to sip on his drink whilst he waited for a response.