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Ein had figured what Zzeill's response would be on the subject of food. For a moment there, he had forgotten that lycans were cannibalistic. "I was thinking a nearby restaraunt or something, lord knows New York is full of 'em." The idea of going to a restaraunt seemed favorable, that way Zzeill could still have meat...and it wouldn't be the waiter, he hoped. Ein also thought that this would classify as sort of a first date to kick off their new relationship. "What do you feel like eating? Other than the waiter." Ein asked with a chuckle.

Letting go gently as he moved away she followed him with her eyes. Laughing she bowed her head in a promise gesture. Picking her violin from the ground nearby she toko his hand and smiled.
"We shall."
She laughed. She didnt notice what happened to restaraunts on a friday, so she was oblivious to that. Nodding she waited for him to lead before following after. A few building hops, she wondered where they were going. But she wasnt going to ask and ruin whatever he was planning.

The week went by fast as Bridget utilized the various training places in the
facility. She was there when Sanchez was purged from his tube and given a quick check up to see if there was any problems. As with Bridget was given a guest suite to stay in...there was a set of street clothes for him to dress in. He also noticed a Desert Eagle pistol with clips on the top of a stand near his bed.

Since both of them were healed Bridget found the elusive Mr. Ashe and asked for him to release them from the facility. Mr. Ashe said. " As part
of the contract; which has been beneficil for the both of us, we picked you up and healed you." "You are free to go now at any time; hopefully our
services will not be needed for a long time."

Bridget and Sanchez took thier gear and went to the garage and got into a
heavily tinted rear side and back and got in. They also were blind folded
before the car left the garage and went out into the streets. Bridget and
Sanchez were taken on a long drive before it came to a stop and they were
let out of the car and found themselves in the down town New York. They
had survived and that was all that mattered at this momment and they had an open invitation to go to the Stalker's Chapter House.. they would need time to get things in order but they needed a safe place for now.

(Exit Shadow Stalker's Chapter House)

There was a certain amount of stress that seemed to cling to the air, he would have to ask someone what was going on, he would have to find an immortal and ask.

He saw someone leaning against a wall, a paperbag in his hands. "Excuse me." He had an aura of immortal around him.

Salo lifted the bag. "Skin." He shuttered, "Looks like it was cut from a mortal's arm."

He looked toward the other who approched him, Aww s**t, a hunter... what does he want.

Skin!!!....Victor didn't want to know really how the skin came off the human nor did he really care. Hearing a mortal use the word demon Victor took a side step to expose himself to the demon. Tighting his fights. "Whats it to you if we do know where he is...what bussness is it of yours"

Victors fast mental awarness and concentration was racing through his mind. Victor and this other speed freak demon could hold their own to what looked like a hunter but Victor couldn't tell. Victor's eyes grazed a person leaning against a building not too far off. Victor not knowing the person feared to use his powers in the face of what could be a mortal which put him at a disatvantage to the hunter.