At five-foot six, Ian Stewart is one of the smaller guys in the Coven. But he's Alex's Second, one of the soldiers, and the one Alex can depend on to get the most heinous jobs done. His FBI file agrees. Then again...some jobs... Alex's brother-in-law and sister came home to find Ian calmly sitting in the living room, fire popping quietly behind him, and they boggled at the armaments. "Ian?" Cass (Alex's sister) said. "What's with the guns?" "You told me to keep them safe, didn't you?" "But...GUNS...and the three-year-old...!" Cass got white around the mouth. Somehow, she did not start screaming at him and tearing her hair out. "Nah, he wouldn't have gotten to them. We made sure." Morgan, Cass's husband (and also Ian's uncle), said, "Uh...so, were they good?" "Yeah. And Juliana [the oldest] told them I'd shoot the twins if they were bad. It worked pretty well." Cass: "..." Morgan: "Hmm, I'll have to try that one." If you look closely, you can see that Ian's smiling. He loves pulling people's chains. He also hopes to get out of babysitting again. Hah, fat chance. The kiddies think Uncle Ian is scary cool, especially since he taught the twins [10 years old ] how to clean his Glock. Dear god. No, you don not want Uncle Ian babysitting for you. He'd organize the children into a commando raid on the candy store. But they *would* be in bed by nine, sharp. Or Else. Production notes: My M4 Enhanced character with ID Kitt skin (his usual) and M4 hairy; Gym Rat Extreme shirt; Captain Hero pants with RoMan's Captain Yes texture; Treadz on the feet; Peacemaker watch and Dark Line vambrace; guns by Wartech; Ness' Regency dining room & Chinoiserie chair; my own lighting setup. Hair, specular highlights, corrections and so forth done in post.