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"I know a little of almost every tongue, some more then others. An advantage of watching the human race develop." He was enjoying this conversation.

He replied to his friend in an inhuman tone, "No apologies needed, it's been a while since I've been on the surface."

"That it has, well give me a moment," he replied. Then turned to Core, "I'll see you miss." He quickly and turn and started walking and motioned for Shinigami to follow, as he didn't want to speak of demonic issues in front of none hellions.

{{Off for the evening I'm gonna enjoy this again}}

Kalan jogged down the sidewalk, on her way towards the deeper parts of the city. Cold breezes sent leaves scattering like shadows on the street corners, and lamps lit the way dimly. Only a few people were up and about at such an hour, and Kalan happened to be one of the few daring mortals roaming the streets. The thought of Asher tugged faintly at the back of her mind. He had been planning on going on a few missions while present in the city, and had been counting on her to be a good little master and stay in the apartment. But Kalan had made other plans. While he was out hunting, she had run through the large pile of security films that he had collected the night before, and had found something odd. Various folks all across the city had met her brother. None of course got very close or knew where he was, but they had seen either him or Tavar. At first that wasn't so odd. Nothing about it was strange. Of course the runaway had to have met some people. But then, looking at the screen and holding the accounts, she realized, they didn't match up.

Although people all across the city had met him, he had been seen on only a few security cameras. Ones matching up at key points would show him in one place and then somewhere totally different in only a short time span. And he had been spotted nowhere in between. At first it made no sense, but then she understood, he must have been using some way to travel without being seen. He was using some kind of hidden route, and the cameras were simply in the wrong places for him to be caught on any of them.

Kalan now searched for the coordinates of the last film she had seen. One on a street corner deep within the labyrinth of concrete. About halfway there, the stench of blood had found her. And since then it had only grown stronger. The girl had been forced to cover her nose for the wreak of vampires. She hated being close to their lair, but desperately needed to see the camera with her own eyes. So here she was, darting down the street, glancing at each alleyway in turn. The faint tugging of Asher's presence was solidly there, and so she knew he was even further in than her. Kalan slowed to a stop, leaning against a wall for support as she took deep breaths. "What is he doing so far into this territory? He cant be planning on hunting on their own lands can he?" She leaned on her knees and shook her head a few times before turning down the street again.

Diego sighed deeply at the bus stop, he was so bored and it was such a late night that he needed some sort of something to do. His mid shin cut baggy jeans wiggled in a slight breeze the blew cold air up along his leg causing goose bumps along his form. He muttered to himself. "I hate this... I miss Northern California."

A scent caught his attention perked his curiosity more than his memory. "What's her name." The lonely figure rubbed his stubbled chin in mid thought before he simply stood up and decided to find the source. He headed off in her direction. "Alethea was her name?" He spoke to himself as he round the corner.