It had taken a bit of arm twisting and some hokey excuses, but in about a day Kyra had gotten a listing from her realtor. All the likely properties for sale that Ray thought a cabal of evil acolytes would be bringing their "dead" master back to the land of the living.
Ray was still limping and taking it slow, his ribs were still giving him hell, and above it all he was just fatigued. He could hardly sleep with the threat of both a morbidly powerful Warlock and an enraged Vampire Lord both out for his blood.
[i]If only Mathias could take out Kaeli for us, then that narrows the playing field down a bit...hardly levels it though.[/i]

The sun was out, and it was bright and warm, even if it was still a cold day...something to be thankful for. They had needed to leave early to buy Ray some new clothes. So now he wore sneakers, jeans and a t-shirt with a black hoodie over the top. Much more preferable to the tattered sweats he had on the past couple of days. He hadn't realized how much his hair had grown out either, now that it wasn't a shaggy mess. It touched the back of his neck at it's longest point, almost on his shoulders. He kind of liked it. he who had always kept his hair fairly short his whole life. He had to have something to feel good about...anything!

"This is going to take the better part of today," he muttered in a sullen tone, "And I don't even know if it will pay off. There's still the matter of abandoned buildings, condemned lots...fuck. Detective work sucks. And I am going to pay you back for the threads, by the way. Just as soon as I win the lottery."