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*She yawns as she leans back on the edge of a building. Her senses were alert, just incase a Lycanthrope tried to attack. She yawns again and stretches slightly*

Gaijin sat back in his chair, crossing his arms over his chest and stretching his legs out to their full length as he watches Logan's sleeping form. He decided it was time to clean his weapons, and stood up, moving the chair back to the desk where his weapons were spread and he beings to remove his armaments. The silver katana, 4 throwing silver blades with Holy Water, silver foot long wickedly-curved dagger, .44 Magnums Desert Eagles loaded with bullets containing silver nitrate hollow points, 7 vials of Holy Water, 8 vials of Luminence, and 1 empty vial. He unsheathed his katana, sliding it into an upright container of cleaning solution. He took off the gloves he was wearing, pulling on plastic ones and beginning to clean the other blades in a second bucket of the cleaner.

Gaijin reaches past the blades, which were soaking in the cleaning solution, he ejects the clip from the first gun and sets it down on the end and examines it. There are 5 bullets missing from the first clip and he looked to the box of extra bullets near the side. He reaches into the box, taking out and handfull of bullets into the clips. He sets it back down, ejecting th second clip and repeating the process to fill that one. He took the two empty spare clips and fills these with bullets as well. He smiles and shakes his head, suprised at the number of shells he's used recently. He slips the clips back into the Desert Eagles and slides the spares into the extra slots on his belt. He then ejects the clips bac out of the gun and sets them aside. He begins to take the guns apart to clean them, wanting to make sure his weapons were in prime condition.

Gaijin let out his breath as he put the gun back together and set it down into a holder to keep it out of the way. He took up the second gun, taking it apart and cleaning each of the parts in turn, putting them down as he cycled through each of them and made sure they were in prime condition. The mechanism for the trigger was wearing down, and he knew he'd have to replace it soon. He let out his breath as he made sure that everything would work properly before putting them back together into the gun. He slides the second gun into the second holder and slides the clips back in, taking them from the holders and sliding them into their respective holsters behind his back. He reached over, taking the throwing blades out one at a time and drying them carefully with a cloth. He set about putting the Holy Water vials back into the throwing knives and drying them before putting them into their 4 holsters.

Arceli goes back to the gunstore, with her liscence which arrived in the post earlier that day. She buys herself some ammo for the desert eagle She goes to a shooting club she'd foung on the net and decides to shoot the gun a bit. The last thing she fired was a old WW2 pistol. Probably a little less powerfull than this. She wanders into the pistol range out back, puts on a pair of earmuffs and holds the gun likeit shows in the little safety leaflet she got with it. She fires one shot and is surprised at how powerfull the gun is.

"Holy s**t..."

Stretching, she smiled at the light rain. Drizzle, she loved. It reminded her of back home, where her and Jace would go walking in it, just for the fun of it. Slipping into the steady stream of mortals passing by, she keeps her senses alert.

He couldn't stay away for long. The thought of tasting her blood made him smile. It wouldn't be long now. The way she was dealing with his kindred made him angry.. But the grace she was doing it with, all through determination to retrieve the love of one person.

He'd have fun with her.. If he could just get his hands on her, then maybe he could relish the metallic yet sweet taste of her blood. Lycanthrope blood was like poison to some of his kind.. But recently, Deacon had taken a liking to it. Especially the Dubray's.

Smiling, he steps into the shadows, and prepares to wait another night.

Arceli comes around the corner a a quick walk, she smiles a bit as she sees Xan. All the trouble Xan'd been getting herself into lately she was surprised she'd be outside at all these days.

"Hey Xan"

She calls when she gets close enough. She still has the desert eagle on her and it makes an angular lump at her hip under the long coat she's wearing.