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((We call them truck cabs in America too, I just think she got it confused.))

Dom jacked up the iron cage with the controls on the hover-platform's handle and with the amazing wonders of government technology, Dom pulled the entire cage and captive with less force it took to pull a wheelbarrow down a sidewalk. He lined it up with the back end of the bed and walked the cage up into the truck.

He kept an ear open on Marc's movements, and listened as he spoke to the human woman with short and terse tones. Something had definately grated on the other werewolf's nerves on this assignment. The woman seemed to be cooporating now, but whether or not she remained that way throughout the rest of this process was yet to be seen.

He secured the cage and platform, and closed the back of the truck bed with a loud slam of metal and patted the side to let the driver of the truck know it was checked and locked.

"Alright," Dom said, approaching the younger man, "it's all set to go whenever you're ready."

"Alright," Dom said as he walked over, "it's all set to go whenever you're ready."

Marc gave a nod, closing the door on the young woman, and leaping up into the front passenger seat. The first thing he did was roll the window down and stick his head out. There are some things that really are just hard-wired into the brain.

"Was the cafeteria still doing dinner when you left?" he asked the other werewolf. "I hardly got in the door before they called me out again."

Dom watched Marc pull himself up into the truck cab from the ground and roll down the window immediately after closing the door, causing the older werewolf to smile knowingly.

"Was the cafeteria still doing dinner when you left?" Marc asked. "I hardly got in the door before they called me out again."

Dom nodded, "Should be. With the hours this company holds, they're pretty good at having food available at all the strange hours of the day." He peered through the rain at Keima, who was walking off into the distance. He had lots of sympathy for both of the younger men, they'd been rudely introduced into the life that he'd chosen willingly. He pulled himself into the truck cab behind Marc and signaled to the dispatch driver to take them back to the Bureau.

It was not a long journey back to the shabby-looking building which housed the Bureau of Supernatural and Paranormal Affairs. The truck pulled into a loading bay in the carpark up against the side of the building, and Marc was swinging out almost before they had come to a complete stop.

"Do you want to look after the fae, and I'll take care of our lovely lady, hey, Dom?" Marc asked, the promise of food inside lightening his mood considerably. "There was a bit of a misunderstanding involving a gun and my stomach, so I think we may have gotten off to a bad start, he explained to the other werewolf as he opened Aileen's door, and offered his hand to help her down. "You eaten?" he asked her.



For the second time in roughly as many minutes, Niqui's long red toungue snaked out of her mouth, this time in answer to the oh-so-charming incubus Albion's remark. Of course, that didn't stop her from givign him a look from underneath her tick white eyelashes, her tail snaking back and forth and betraying her.

Albion had very efficiently diffused the tension between Vi and Aamira with his cheeky flirting, and now Niqui was starting to look forward to tonight.

"For now, we get it into one of the interogation cells and see if we can coax Marduk into coming out of hiding. I 'hurt his feelings' eariler"

As Charlie said it Marduk popped in. In the blink of an Eye he was simply there. No fading, no light to announce his arrival. He was simply there behind Charlie. He reffered to this particular mode of teleporting as 'Blinking' becuase in a blink you were there and in a blink you were gone. He managed to catch the hurt feelings part.

"Well how would you feel if you were just overly helpful to you children and got insulted in return?" He told her obviously still alittle miffed. "I'm I'm not going to disappate that purple smoke until you apologize." He told her defiantly.

He was once more in his full grown form. He chose to be a little taller this time at 6'2. He'd changed his clothes as well. Instead of wearing the brlliant whiite of before he was wearing a suit made entirely of black that was so dark it didn't even reflect the light. It simply looked like he was wearing a suit that was devoid of any color or light. His tie was made of real flame. He'd pulled his hair into several tight braids and braided them togther as well. He was also wearing think glasses that sat on his nose. If the Devil had a Lawyer, it would look much like how Marduk looked now. The only except was his transparent butterfly-like wings were now free and twittering behind him. He was ready to interoogate. Or at least sit in on it. By the look of him, playing the 'Good Cop' role wasn't an option this time.

"I'm sorry. Besides, I wasn't serious and you know it."

Marduk gave Charlie a very suspicous look. He looked her over with a face of stone. "You sure sounded serious at the time."

Then his face broke and he smiled widely. "But apology accepted." He told her with a grin before becomming very serious again. "The iron burn on his arm looks worse then it did before. I think it may be slowly poisoning it's system. We'll need a bigger containment area and someone to take care of the arm. I may not like the poor thing but I don't want to see it whither and die either." He said. The part then went usaid was the he didn't want that becuase he wanted it to suffer. It would pay for belittling him.

It seemed that everyone had decided to drop by tonight, no sooner had Sayne mad his entrance Alby came thundering in after him. Aamira sigh, annoyed at the delays, she wanted to play not stand here waiting for everyones imput.

She was about to snap at Visna again when Albion decided it would be a good plan to physically impede on her train of thought, his arms around his neck lips puckered comically. Aamira didn't laugh though, she sighed again putting her hands on his chest to push him away she let a small current flow through them, just a little spark, she was in no mood for his games today. Though she never really was, but that wasn't the point.

"Christ, Albion! Get off me."

Her voice more annoyed then angrey now, Alby had indeed succesfully changed the mood in the room. He was aggrivating and tiresome but he was good at what he did, at least she was distracted enough now not to fry Visna like bacon.

"If I'd known, I would have sent for a healer to be available when he got here. Anyway, do you think an interogation room will be big enough, or do you think we should go bigger?"

Marduk considered this for a little bit. "Well the interrogation room is most certainly large enough, but it isn't excatly a sealed iron chamber. We'll have to see about expanding the cage I guess." He told her dismissing the part about the healing. That could be taken care of at their end. He wasn't gonna lift a finger to help if he didn't have to.