[center][h3][color=pink]Finian Callahan[/color][/h3][/center]

It was interesting to see the others chatting with each-other but Finian wasn't really in the mood to talk to the others he just sat there, quiet while drinking  a bit of his coffee. It was just how he liked it and thank-fully Prism moved on from him to talk with other girls, actual girls. Finian's eyes perked up as if interested by the topic of the blood mages. Why weren't they so involved in with the others? Was Prism a blood mage as-well? These were questions that ran through his mind but he decided not to speak upon it and sip some more of his coffee. Finian turned his head slightly over to John as he rose an eyebrow while slowly nodding to his statement. There wouldn't be none Blood mages in their little group, and even if they were... it wasn't nothing bad or anything. Finian wasn't judgmental or anything -BUT- if they did mess with him or his family/friends they would suffer very very bad consequences. For examply, Finian could totally turn into a very very bad boy, oh yes he can. [color=pink]"Hehehe.."[/color] he started to giggle to himself that the others could even hear him out if they were near him. Finian stared down at his cup of coffee as he brushed his hair off his shoulder and pushing it over to his other side of his shoulder. There were some males that were still staring at him and whispering but Finian just ignored them and his attention went back to the conversation.