Nyra could feel her skull tingling. Her temper was fragile at best, and being in a vehicle with someone who could influence emotions so strongly...it was difficult to keep her cool. She found herself staring out of the window, watching the buildings go past. Luckily the trip didn't last too long.
"Woah," they drove up in front of a massive hotel, all old stone and ivy. "This is amazing!" She whispered under her breath, then proceeded to turn bright red in embarrassment. Hurrying out the car, she went into the building to see what she could find, and came across Layla with her hand resting on the banister. "See...uhh, um sense anything?"

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Tarn was glad that he got paired with Vincent and Layla in the SUV. Although they weren't talking to him, the fact that there was a dog in the car made him feel at home. He went to stroke Ichi but stopped himself in time - if he was a dog trained to hunt down half-breeds then, well, it probably wasn't a great idea. His strays loved him, but he didn't fancy having his hand bitten. It was weird, seeing the sights of London out the window - he had a few friends in the city who'd moved down from Scotland.

Once they'd arrived, Tarn left Layla and Vincent and went on ahead. He noticed Blake standing and went over to have a glance. That's when the smell of blood hit him - after giving the half demon a look to tell him he'd noticed the odd freshness, he hurried back down the stairs to get some fresh air, clutching his forehead.
There was something about that blood that set him off. The demon half of him lusted for it, and it was tingling in the back of his scalp.

Still, it was strange. The blood had been so fresh...despite being old. And the sense of nothingness...It was all rather ominous.