Vladimir felt the thin line of patience he had snap internally. He shook his head. [color=lightgreen]"I am going to explore...if you need me have the pup track me"[/color] with that he gave a nod and proceeded in walking away. He tried to untangle the mess of scents and found himself rather unsuccessful.

That is until he heard it. The first scream as other humans charged them. It took him a moment, a blink really, before one of those..things were upon him. It it at his arm and took a good chunk out which caused for his skin to make that lovely spider noise as only a small amount of old blood sluggishly oozed out. He glared at the biter before he twisted the thing's head enough to snap the neck. 

He inhaled the air and paused. It did not smell right...not even a little. He started following the oddness. He figured when it reached max intensity he would find his location...and he did. He did not pause as he entered the building and upon chance went down instead of up. The sight before him gave him a rather large smirk. The individuals ahead of him were all facing forward presenting him with a unique opportunity. 

After killing most of the night crew that were headed toward deon he put one of their uniforms on over his clothes. He felt a weird need to mess with his target. He made his way to a few feet behind from before he cleared his throat. [color=lightgreen]"the hell is going on boss?"[/color] the sarcasm dripped a bit. He did not expect his little dress up game to work...just that it would catch him off guard.