It was a cold and stormy night...and surprisingly enough, Karl was wide awake. Anxious. Not many have seen Karl quite so anxious, especially since he was only ever this way when he was between new slaves. Wearing a pair of clean slacks,and a white dress shirt, he lay on the custom day bed in the darkness just out in the halls, outside of the kitchen, just staring hole into the ceiling...waiting. Waiting. Waiting...a lesser vampire servant of his was supposed to be back with to new--uhhmmm? Two new bed buddied? No no, two new sleep sentinels? No...ah, yes, the proper phraseology finally came to him, finally, and he spoke it out loud, "Two new bed warmers." Ah, yes, that sounded right? Right? Two people to make him feel warmer in his bed...bed warmers. Perfect.

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It was black in the forest, with the storm that raged, only a few flashes of lightning in the distance illuminated his vision and allowed for him to make sense of shapes. If only they'd stop, then his eyes would get used to the darkness, and Brian would be better used to foraging. Still, covered in as many layers as possible, he just waited under the shorter of the trees. The brown of his coat matched the tree. And, he waited. Waiting for the rain to end, waiting for clarity, waiting for maybe even just the light of day. Waiting. Watching.

Everything he did with a measure of caution. Brian may have only been five when his parents...met their ends, but he remembered the old rituals of getting rid of their tracks, gathering certain wild plants to eat or wear, making a shelter than nobody would notice...and eventually, finding a rogue's hide out. Reaching into his pocket, he pulled out a yellowing map, and made sure that he leaned a certain way so it wouldn't be touched by the water. Several Xs marked the compromised hiding spots, it would be up to him to find out if the other were compromised as well.