[color=ed1c24][b][h3]Dmitri Pavlovich[/h3][/b][/color]

[@xxrhoo][@Shikaru]

[color=f7941d]I grin a slightly predatory grin, as Elizabeth finally spits out Liz as her name... I could play this several ways, but no she wanted the information, and I was willing to trade. As both girls turned to me, I start my spiel, talking a in a low mono-tone that wouldn't carry well, even through apartment walls. [/color]

[color=ed1c24]"My name is Dmitri Pavlovich, and I do not exist. Liz, would be short for Elizabeth, your surname I can't recall, but I know where to find your file. Anya Sandrow, it is a pleasure to finally make your acquaintance, though I have known of you for some time now. It is my business to know, and do, things that should not be known or done. That said, there is a task that I may not be able to tackle alone. A group of neo-fascist cultists are or have summoned a demon of minor power on the range of such things, but enough power to be a massive throbbing thorn in the organized crime and what's left of Chicago's Police. It seems---"[/color]

[color=8882be]As the door cracks and splinters, Dmitri jumps up and whirls, shielding Elizbeth with his own body without any conscious thought, the PP-2000 seeming to magically appear in his hand pointed at the door, but the intruding object, a throwing knife partially encased in charred paper, embedded itself in the far wall from the door, and no further intrusion was made upon the home. Still, to Dmitri the message was clear enough, it was time for all of them to be elsewhere. Dmitri kept his gun trained on the door, just in case someone or something else tried to come through it uninvited. The safety was off, and his finger was inside the trigger guard, an experienced shooter, or even fighter, would probably recognize the lethal intent he was directing towards the mysterious source of the throwing knife, which shouldn't have been able to penetrate the door in the first place. His voice now was a distinct, clipped and rapid though it was surprisingly understandable for its being tainted by his light Russian accent.[/color]

[color=ed1c24]"Anya, do you have a safe house or fall back point in the city or surrounding lands? We can't stay here. Though you may be in little physical danger Anya, Elizabeth and I do not share your immortality, and I for one have no interest in changing that fact."[/color]