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Len entered into the under ground Haven facility, after, of course, another few brief speaking with the guards at the door and "Hunter" Wilson. Hoping to find Lydia here already, he continued to head down the security halls, giving the cameras a half smile as he made his way to the main room, turning and going down one of the halls.

His cloths looked a little tattered and he himself looked a little worn, a pair of crushed sunglasses was hanging loosely in the grasp of one of his hands. He stuffed it in his pocket when he lifted his head up to see Dr. Gail coming out of one of the medical storage rooms. He gave a her a smile as she looked over him. "Out on another night of hunting? No doubt one of William's eager scouts for the latest event." She said with a slight smile, she seemed to be carrying a couple boxes and pieces of paper, most dealing with medical supplies.

"Yeah, I suppose I never do really learn." He said rubbing his side, which was also barely covered by the shirt being torn there. Dr. Gail, being trained in high observation as well, could see the black dark-outline and purplish interior of a large bruise planted along the area.

"That looks like it hurts something terrible, Len. Maybe you should come back to the medical room with me. Kerrigan's also in there, mentioned something about quite the fight in the park." Len nodded, looking back on the demon he had encountered there, and the vampiress Kerrigan had been fighting.

"Nah, I'm fine, really." He said, kind of truthfully. She arched an eyebrow at him and ushered him to turn around to follow her.

"Trust me, with a bruise like that, if it doesn't get attension now, you're going to be down all day tomorrow." She said, handing Len the largest box and she keeping the two smaller packages and papers. He grinned and shruged, knowing that she was probably right. Getting slammed into a tree at high air-speed was bound to cause such a thing to happen. Hope this goes quickly though, gotta report to William... He thought as they approuched the entrance to the medical room.

He saw Kerrigan and to his surprise, William, who couldn't have been in a better place when needed. Len nodded to them both. "Ah, good evening...er, early morning to ya both." He said as Gail placed her labor down and directing Len where to place his, then motioning for him to take a seat on the second stand beside Kerrigan. He did so and looked to William. "So, I have a report for you William my good man." He said with a slight flinch as Gail poked at the bruise and then moved on to Kerrigan to deal with her first.

He grinned and arched an eyebrow over at her as Dr. Gail spoke up in reply to Kerrigan after turning to see Len. "He merely needs to be looked over and givin the correct pain-killers, you on the other hand have a bloody gash on your face that could easily get infected. And seeing as I'm a professional, I would prefer that I stitch it up." She turned and headed to her desk, opening one of the packages and gathering the right materials needed to sew up such a gash. Len gave a half grin and looked to Kerrigan, giving an 'oh well' type of shrug.

He then recalled Kerrigan's first comment. "Oh yes, I actually had him where I wanted him...Krii'Ouse and I had the b*****d pinned, but of course, the damned demons always have a way to escape critical death and his tactic was disappearing in thin air. Go figure." He said sarcastically, giving a look over to William then back to Kerrigan as Dr. Gail returned.

Len immediatly turned his gaze upon William at that moment. "You mean, she hasn't come back yet?" He was afraid of that. Naturally he was hoping that she had returned safely, instead of getting split up and wandering somewhere else. Oh, good one Len, real good. He thought to himself, turning to see Dr. Gail stitching Kerrigan up. He flinched, for it was rather odd getting a large wound stitched up, and it would even hurt a lot worse if not for the pain killers, or if preferred, large ammount of alchohol taken in before hand.

He turned back to Will, a calm, yet unsteady at the same time, look upon his features. He looked towards the ground, thinking of where he had saw her last. It was the park...but she was gone before he had left. He looked back up to meet his leader's gaze. "I don't know where she could have gone sir. She was there in the park, then when I looked again she was gone. I was hoping she headed back along with Kerrigan, Skiaska, and Krii'Ouse." He drifted off, thinking of what happened.

"Unfortunatly, we had little time to look around much for any of the Lunites. We found a hidden Lycan, but it was one of the same ones as the other night, and we were ambushed by two demons and a vampiress, well, along with that Lycan. Will, I'm curious; maybe we're becoming the main focus here." He scratched the back of his head, ruffling around some of his currently roughed up hair, but seemed to fit his personality in ways.

"Oh, and there's something else." He said, as if thinking it at the same time. He remembered the card that was slipped into his pocket by the shadow demon. "I'll talk to you about it later if you don't mind, I think it deserves a private meeting between us." He said, looking back down to the large bruise on his side and then over to Dr. Gail who seemed to have been listening in and finishing up on Kerrigan's wound.

Charles wanders into the place his contact had told him abaout. He had his pistol on him but he wasn't dressed for hunting. He has a plain black polo-neck Shirt on and a pair of brown chordroy pants on. He looks around the place, taking in his new HQ and he didn't like it. He liked the rugged temporary HQ of the battlefield where your only orders came in by radio. This palce was to... homely. He heads towards the lounge, looking around for other hunters. He wanted to know who he'd have to work with, although he didn't intend to make any friends.

"What do you mean by 'late as always?' I have not been late to my knowledge." She paused a bit, and then went on without waiting for a response. "I climbed a tree to get a better vantage point. My...abilities...do not always work in close quarters." She looked away from everyone, a slight frown visible on her features. "Seeing that my powers were of no use, I climbed down. And when I reached thr ground you were gone, along with the other hunters who had joined in the fight. I was looking for you for quite some time I'll have you know."

"Alright Len, come see me in my office in half an hour. Kerrigan, you can come see me after I'm done talking to Len. Lydia, I'm sorry that you got left behind like that. You should go get some rest. Len, please be more careful next time. Try to coordinate with your fellow Hunters next time, alright?"

With that said, he walked out the medical room door and out into the hallways. Going up the stairs and towards his office, he nearly ran into a British looking man in his middle ages. Not losing any composure from his near run in, Will stuck his hand out to the older man. "Hello there, you must be new in town. I'm Will Jackson, leader of the New York Hunters Group. Who're you?"

She waved to William and Kerrigan as they left, waiting for Len. When he addressed her, she merely raised an eyebrow. "You do look rather worse for wear. Now explain to me, how did you lose me in the first place? It is not like I am a shoe." She followed him, noting how tired he seemed to be. "And what possesed you to not get a good night's rest in five days?" She asked, not realizing that she had read his mind instead of hearing him say that aloud.