It took the policeman one or two more attempts to actually obtain Balthazar's attention. At least the sunglasses were still on, otherwise that flashlight might have revealed something rather discomforting perhaps. Still, the demon's eyes hurt from all that light. Damn those modern, high-powered flashlights!

"Yes, yes... I am fine." Balthazar replied more absent-mindedly than he intended as his focus had already shifted towards the circular metal thing that had just bumped against his foot. The policeman did not appear to have noticed it yet, but the way it glistened in the light of fire and sun coming into the parking lot automatically gave it a touch of preciousness in Balthazar's dark eyes.

The officer turned away, his attention drawn to countless other things in the area that, luckily, no longer included a bloodsucker divided into two parts. The demon picked up the ring, then pulled out his cellphone, accepted the call with a single touch he didn't even look at, raised the device up to his ear and could only listen to silence. It was only an odd "Hello ?" later that he realized that there was no call. Confusedly, Balthazar then pulled the mysterious orb out of his jacket next and put the phone back in.

"You dirty little thing!" he murmured to himself while staring at the object. The second object that was as the ring had already found its way into another pocket. Was it even clever to pick up all that trash ? Could have just dumped them into the next bin...

A less then gentle nudge on the kickstarter later and Balthazar's motorcycle hummed away under its sole occupant. The demon bent a few traffic rules on the way out of the city quarter as he figured that nobody cared while inside a disaster zone. He also turned his head more often than usual for a quick look behind: Was there anybody with a full auto weapon following ?


[hider=Synopsis]Balthazar is a good boy who doesn't leave any garbage behind, yet is also concerned about vampires with too much ammo on his way out of the scene.[/hider]