[center][color=9950ff][h1]Iris Aderast[/h1][/color]

The car ride was boring, and having been pushed for more...intimate information was a little awkward. Iris never saw Baltimore until now, she wasn't used to see such large buildings, or that many buildings, for that matter. Iris dropped her bag beside the couch, with Corvus and his heart inside; The room was pretty okay, apart from the fact that they'd have to sleep together, oh well. Iris spent the better part of the day after they got there putting charms on the doors with the others as well as the jeep; When it got dark, everyone got comfy around one another and looking through dead people receipts to find when the vampires were coming around. Madison Hawkins. Poor thing, dead in a bar or something. Iris was sitting cross-legged beside Calypso's computer while they were figuring this stuff out. When they came to a plan, she got stuck with most of the people she was stuck with on the way over here, that wasn't much of a problem, as long as there wasn't much fighting to be done. 

Night came, and the vampires were surely out at night. The plan was simple, one half of the team went in to spy, the other waited out here. Iris was in the back seat with a small pouch of things they could use if they needed- medicine in case someone got bit, a charm with a piece of silver in it in case it worked on them, which she doubted, and some small vials of garlic; That won't kill them, but breaking a glass tube over something's face for an allergic reaction surely worked somewhat, right? Iris also carried a dagger long enough to really stick someone, and there was a golem on her shoulder. It was a little less intelligent than Corvus, who could handle orders based on numbers in a lab, but Crone was more sturdy, looking like a large crow made out of twin, sticks and rocks. If something happened, he could fly off and stab something in the eye, every bit helps. 

The air was cool with her window rolled down partially outside the graveyard. Iris and Crone peered out the window, she was nervous. Very few of them- if any- were versed in actually taking vampires down, if someone got bit, none of them had a chance at becoming a vampire, but the chance of death was very much equal to survival. The odds weren't great, and it was disheartening to say the least. Normally, Iris wasn't very bothered by this stuff, it just tended to roll off her back, but this wasn't like anything she experienced before; this was their lives being at life ending risk. 

[color=9950ff]"It's awfully quiet outside, even for vampires sneaking around..."[/color] What time was it? It didn't matter. They'd stay out here as long as they needed to, if that obituary was right, this [i]had[/i] to be the next place they would appear in. 

That was when the screams started.

Iris was a little drowsy from spending most of the day in a car, but her eyes shot open like she had been electrocuted. Someone screamed, not just anyone. That was Hana's voice. They were in trouble, it made Iris' nerves go through the roof hearing them scream like that, her heart kicked up into her throat. It was dead silent and then everything went bad. How far away were they? How did she hear? It doesn't matter. Iris started running...

[color=9950ff]"Hana!!"[/color] Iris flung the car door open, Crone almost fell off her shoulder before lifting into the air, Iris had a knife in her hand gripped like death on the neck of the dying. Without so much as a word to the others she ran like her life depended on it, and their lives likely did. The wooden creature soared just behind her in a strange manner, creaking wings and the sensation of magic only one born with magic could feel. The gate to the cemetery was still open, and she [i]would[/i] have gone through. Would have.

She ran straight up to a trio of vampires outside, guarding the gate in case some fervently sapphic, knife-wielding creature thought it was going to run in and same someone's wrist from getting nibbled. She stopped dead in her tracks, and Crone air-breaked over her left shoulder, hovering magically off the ground. Iris's mind went blank as they turned to face her, now what?!

[color=9950ff]"Crone! Attack!"[/color] She yelled at the construct, which twisted in the air somewhat before darting at the nearest one, aiming its beak directly at a vampire's face. Whether the attack would be successful or not wasn't clear, Crone was old, but should it work, something's going to get a face full of magic and splinters. Iris clutched her dagger in her shaking hands, where were the others?!

This wasn't good.

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