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Beat scratched her head in annoyance. The bills kept pilling up, and Dracula's acountants were very strict about how re-embusment forms must be filled out. She reclined in the chair lazily, stretching and placing her feet unhappily on the desk.
Youri was out at the mansion. Zhan was about being responsible, and Rei had disapeared. Beat dearly wanted to do the same, but unless the entire crew wanted to live on Ramen, she ahd to get back to work...

She was lost. Quite lost.

This large place wasn't the Gracey Mansion, nothing like it. The wereduck crossed her arms and bit her lip before looking the place over. Tall... imposing... it probably looked a lot friendlier in the sunlight. Still, it probably had a phone.

So, the short girl found herself at the door. She was staring at the large handles with her wavering yellow eyes and longing to touch them with her sweaty palms. Still, she resisted, knowing that it would be impolite. Instead, she raised her white knuckles to the door and rapped, letting her presence be known.

Now she waited for someone, or something, to answer the door.

Rylerion cursed, loudly, as he stumbled through an unfamiliar area, his toe aching. He knew he shouldn't have wandered so far so late in the evening, but noooo....he just had to do it anyway. It was surprising how many times he wouldn't listen to his own good advice. And now he was paying the price, meandering around an unknown forest with a bummed toe he'd hit on a rock earlier. Just...great.

There was hope in the distance, though. He thought he'd seen what looked like a building on the horizon, and that's what he was seeking out at the moment. A building meant cover at least, and it was better then trying to find a place to sleep on the forest floor. Upon breaking through the foliage, though, a frown came to his lips, though it was unseen behind his mask. Someone was already there.

Rylerion rolled his green eyes as he let out a heavy sigh, leaning hard on his cane as he kept onwards towards the door himself. He had rather hoped to find the place abandoned, but if he had to put up with company, he would...begrudgingly. He took pause for a moment, though, shifting his glance slightly to the right. "And you don't start any trouble," he mumbled as he approached the stoop and it's occupant.

He cleared his throat as he waited at the bottom step so his presence would be known. "Excuse me..."

Kaze turned to address the man but soon found herself in presence of the master of the house. Was he the master...? She thought she had heard someone else in there, but she pushed the thoughts aside as she shook her head, "I was wondering if you know what direction I could find Gracey Manor in. Oh... I suppose you wouldn't know where that is."

The wereduck swished her tail begrudgingly as she turned to the masked man standing beside her, "I'm not sure about this gentleman here, but I am in great need of a phone. The house may be empty, but I'm pretty sure I trained the ghosts to answer the phone. .... I think." Kaze scratched her head, trying to find the correct words without rambling.

Rylerion had to choke down a laugh, though he wasn't very good at it and it came up none the less as a rather...strange sound. Gentleman? He'd been called many things, but that was certainly not one of the most popular words. He glanced at the open door, eyes the man that stood in it wearily. 'Great,' he thought to himself, 'with those ears, he's probably some kind of...elf or something.'

His blood ran cold at the woman's comment about ghosts. Just behind him, the air started to grow in temperature, and it almost sounded like an angry male voice was saying something to the extent of 'trained ghosts my...' before Rylerion whirled around, glaring at the empty air. It was certainly a strange motion to make, and it nearly knocked him off his feet.

Rylerion quickly tried to shift the motion into some kind of...'I'm-just-fixing-my-cape-don't-mind-me' action as he turned around again, the temperature leveling once more. "Ah, pardon my intrusion...I was just wandering by and was wondering if you know how to get the hell out of here?" he asked, blinking a bit at the interesting interaction between the now two at the doorway.

Heather sighed and wondered back to the waiting area and blinked when she saw Zhan answering the door. "....." She said then slowly walked up for a closer look. She had run off to the bathroom for a few moments and now that she had come back she was surprised to see more people and a long eared teen. Was it? Could it be? She snuck even closer and reached a hand out to touch one of his long, slender ears. "So cool..." She whispered.

Sai muttered something along the lines of "great, a visitor", and heaved himself off the crate, running into his father on the way to the door.

"Dad, move."

"And where might you be off to in such a hurry?"

"Dad. MOVE."

Redd obligingly stepped aside, and let Sai pass, sitting on the crate himself, and watching his son run off to make a fool of himself.

Sairym arrived at the door, and glanced at Zhan. He didn't know why, but he found the older vampire downright damned attractive. He tried to get his mind off that, and onto who was at the door, simply standing and watching.