-Yamato Eiichi-
His strange device crackled again, asking for a report on his distance from the station. They must be a little worried. Yamato broke into a fast jog, crossing blocks quickly. Arrival at the station only took two minutes or so at that speed, but the Vampires and Lycans should get here at a better pace if they were hurrying. He swung open the right glass double door entrance on the station easily, already past reception before it shut. His personal office was littered with papers on various things of interest to his family; they wanted to know everything going on in the town. Yamato swept the pile of seemingly random documents off the table and into a heavy folder. They all had connections, and this case would be no different. Connections. He had just begun copyiing his few notes onto a larger notepad when his radio crackled again. Meet them halfway, and aid in escort back to headquarters.

And then the office was vacant again. The Eiichi were not a family of fools, well, usually. But Yamato did not take after the poor example of his great great grandfather so there was little risk in that kind of incompetence. On top of that, he could not enter homes, or even tell lies easily- Even at this age! They just seemed to stick a bit in his mouth. It made Yamato the perfect patrol man. But it was his power that qualified him as a body guard. Quickly the man's pace picked up again towards the D'finn nest, hoping to catch the group sooner rather than later.