[@KatherinWinter]
[color=slategray]"Griffin, the store owner is being uncooperative. Do I have your permission to detain him for hindering a federal investigation? Or would you have an alternative means to make him more cooperative?"[/color] The golem asks the vampire agent. Astra had some built in scrying spells that would work on even the most uncooperative beings; though the issue was that doing an invasive scry would violate a number of their rights. Though if push came to shove, she would use it. Lives were on the line and she was not willing to endanger or sacrifice any more lives just because a supernatural was being uncooperative.

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[@Phantomlink959]
The old man nodded and laughed at the dijin's joke. Though soon he purses his lips as he scans his aged mind for relevant information for the 'veteran' that stood before him. [color=orange]"I...hmm. Yes, I served in the Gallipoli Campaign. 22nd infantry brigade, [i]'The Thunderers.'[/i] I tell you now Argus, Richard; they were some of the dumbest, meanest, and bravest bastards that I could ever have served with but I wouldn't dare have switched to another brigade other than them."[/color] Argus then asked about his grandchildren. The old gentleman already had a wide smile, but at the mention of his descendants, his smile widened even more and there was a spark of life behind the old man's bespectacled eyes. [color=orange]"No issue, Argus. No issue. I would say that this year would make me..."[/color] The old man begins to mutter to himself and uses both sets of fingers before nodding in satisfaction. [color=orange]"...about 353 years old? More or less."[/color] The old man states nonchalantly, not even considering that such an age would be impossible for a human being. He then produced a worn leather wallet and opened it to reveal dozens of photographs. [color=orange]"Back to the matter of my descendants..."[/color] He rambles and gushes for approximately twenty five minutes regarding his grandchildren and the fact that he was there to meet the newest member of the family tree. [color=orange]"The handsome young lad's name is James. Brilliant isn't it? I can't wait to meet him and reconnect with the family."[/color] Argus asks about George. [color=orange]"Nothing really wrong with him. A little too chatty for a grown man like himself, but I do enjoy spending time with him."[/color] The old man replies honestly, as if he didn't realize that George was not alive, or for that matter, a rotting animated cadaver.