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"[b]Ah. I'm glad to see that everyone is getting along just fine[/b]" A thick British accent called out, opening the unnecessarily large- yet beautifully embellished doors. Judging by the aura he was giving off he was someone of importance, but Akio just scoffed it off, the fight between Monsters and Humans need not carry gratuitous titles and rankings- just men and their war against the dark. Well, atleast that's what Akio personally thought, not that he was going to give it away or anything

They were led through a stretching hallway, alluring and ornated, almost gleaming a pure, incandescent white. Rows and rows of intricate paintings littered brilliantly on the walls, each and every painting having minute touches to them. Looking closer, each painting were signed by painters- all renowned and high class, ranging from renaissance to traditional oriental. It was a rather pleasant sight to behold, but these all looked incredibly pricey. They even passed by some masterfully crafted statuettes on lavish pedestals. Surely a place like this wouldn't get targeted from attempted robbery.

Finally, after two heavy baroque-esque doors were swung open, music could be heard playing from the furnished Gramophone. A western tune, it played a soft, rhythmic melody- soothing to the mind and body. "[b]We shall adjourn to the study, feel free to warm yourselves by the fire and make yourselves some drinks[/b]" As those words left the man's mouth, the pipsqueak spoke up, [color=7ea7d8]"I've worked with your people before, sir. The Order, was it? I hunted and brought down Wendigos alongside a fellow assigned to me-"[/color] Mid speech the young man took a glance at Akio. He shot him a scowl in kind. Ignoring the rest of his rather boorish and unneeded words he sauntered towards the bar counter. Took a seat on one of the high reaching stools and grabbed a drink.

He slid 180 on his bar stool, now leaning leisurely against the counter. With a hard cider in hand. Usually he would try to avoid being inebriated since it eventually wears down your body- and by extension your reflexes, which were very necessary for 'work'. But sometimes, Akio drowns himself in beer- to forget, even if just for a single fleeting moment, to forget that... [i]night[/i]. He snapped his gaze from his reflection on the cider, almost crystal clear in appearance. After a few sips, he turned towards the main individual behind this;

[b][color=#A4A4A4]"Before anything. Aren't introductions in order."[/color][/b] Akio scoffed, drink in tow [b][color=#A4A4A4]"Being elusive is not really an excuse for formality."[/color][/b] with those words said, he got off the stool and walked over towards the bookcases. He scanned the area, checking if it was alphabetically ordered, and indeed it was. After glancing over the 'W' section he found exactly ONE book about his 'hunting choice', well from the short amount of time he searched. A book about Wendigo's. He carried the book and drink, and lazily plopped down one leg crossed in an open, single seat, slightly adjacent towards the fire.

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While the illustrations were... rough at best, it was close enough that a hunter would be able to identify it, probably. He skimmed through the books, it had what one would expect reading a book like this- a limited worded description of the beast, it's weaknesses- obviously fire and some odd weapons. General warnings about it's speed and precision. It even put down common myths, such as a human would not turn into a Wendigo if it was scratched, rather a human would turn into one if it performed the act of cannibalism. The book was atleast adequate, it would give a rough idea of what a hunter would expect when trying to fight this creature- even if it IS limited. However it missed a few key details, like voice mimicry or how the monster cannot pass through Anasazi symbols. These key details may even be the line between life or death- so Akio was a bit irked at it's lack of information. Well given that Wendigo's weren't exactly prominent on the West as it is on the East, it is to be expected. Akio wanted to jot down these information and draw the symbols, but he figured that he shouldn't really be touching or altering these books.