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

[@mewgirl99][@Shikaru][@Apollosarcher][@FantasyChic]

[color=f7941d][i]As I head out of the apartment, I nod politely to Trinity, who hadn't said much since she arrived. She seemed to be a decent person, Dmitri wondered what sort of person she was, and set the question in its place as he left. 

The Solomon kid prattled on some more, and I gave him a birdie for his trouble. Any arse with half an eye could tell that A: I couldn't have known he wasn't the idiot throwing a knife through the door, and I'm still not to be quite frank. B: If he thought I hadn't dealt with powerful families before, he was sadly mistaken, if I had killed you, I was completely confident that the Solomon family would be saddened and I would very publicly share their grief and sorrow, which would leave the Solomon's with little enough to do but take back your remains and the artifact, and leave it at that. C: I didn't give any F's about David and his history, I'd seen to many families wiped out to care anymore. And if he thought he could show up with some tale of a demon lord, and a fancy staff, and run the whole show because he had big name, he could think again... or even just the first time for all I cared or knew. Chicago had taken care of itself this long, it sure as hellfire didn't need any help now. 

I turn back as Anya calls after me and incline my head to her in thanks, wait a moment more as Liz walks past David. I glance warily around the street, but don't see anything suspicious, which only worries me. There's always someone watching, it was the ones you can't see watching that got you in the end. I was glad I'd decided to get Any'a help in this hunt, I could handle the cultists just fine, but I was pretty sure the little devil running the show was expecting me, I'd needed to find surprise for him. Vampires made excellent surprises, unless you were the one being surprised. I only hoped it would be enough to finish the little devil this time. I'd come close at it's summoning but he'd managed to escape, taunting me as it went, and I hadn't been able to do anything about it.[/i][/color]

[color=8882be][i]Dmitri walked to his wagon, keeping an eye out for stalkers. He was pretty sure what ever had thrown the knife had stuck around to learn the results of their attack. He hadn't seen or heard anyone or anything when he'd exited the apartment, but that just meant that the spotter knew their business. That worried him slightly, and he kept a furtive eye aimed at the usual shadows and hiding places. Thankfully nothing attacked them or jumped out at them while they walked. When they got to the garage, Dmitri warned Liz not to get in the car until he was certain it was safe to do so. He quickly checked the undercarriage and door handles before making a more thorough search of the vehicle. Once he was satisfied, Dmitri opened a door for Liz and motioned for her to hop into the back seat. He noticed a that he was genuinely concerned for the girl's health, and that puzzled him. He hadn't cared for anyone since, well, since he'd lost his own parents. He noted the connection, and set the note aside for now, it would be something he'd need to consider very carefully if he didn't want to drag her into his underworld. After Liz climbs in, or decides to go home by another route, Dmitri hops into the driver's seat and starts the car. He calls over the back seat, if Liz is in the car.[/i][/color]

[color=ed1c24]"Do you know how to get home from here, Liz? Or would you rather I dropped you off somewhere?"[/color]