Laughing softly, Kai shook his head at Asmodei's remark. "Naturally, I'm not as much of a distrustful fool as to doubt you in these cases... But after all, seduction and lust is<span style="font-style: italic">your</span>domain, is it not?" he joked light-heartedly. "Though, I do not deny that entering wedlock with a human is worrisome - if not done right. You just have to know how to convince them on transferring the family's heritage to you, and then get rid of them in silence and solitude." And leave no tracks behind once the soul's consumed and beyond salvation; the best time to do so is when they begin noticing that you've not aged a day since your marriage, yet their face is already wrinkled by the passing current of time, and hair is graying like iron. Fragile and expendable like they were, humans were at least easy to get rid off.<br/><br/>He returned Erlind's smile with confidence, rising from his chair as well, though one of his hands rested on its back even then. "Well, well, congratulations - and I thought I was the only one getting tangled in these webs. I can't say no to a request like that, in all sincerity, for I am curious... Mostly in whether Udo has made his mind up and come to his senses, off course. "It's never a shame to have a few more guests stay over for dinner, especially if the guests are a special sort just like the aforementioned."<br/>Right after he stepped forwards to put the champagne back into the fridge, and exit the kitchen, too, he looked over his shoulder from the fridge door, taking Asmodei's request with little surprise. "First floor, third door to the left after walking up the stairs. May you need anything - towels, a new shirt - just give me a call." he informed him casually, and softly closed the door, careful not to slam it like some uncouth, uncultured, ruthless ruffian would.<br/><br/>He didn't say a word of the blood, leaking through Erlind's shirt, though he noticed it. It wasn't as if he was that unacquainted with that sort of things... Releasing a soft sigh, he quickly walked up the stairs of dark oaken wood himself, aiming straight for the second and uppermost floor, where his bedroom was.<br/><br/>Quickly unbuttoning the white shirt, he pulled it out of his pants, throwing it onto the floor as if it wasn't an expensive piece of high-class clothing, but just a rag. His body was almost bare from the waist up now, dressed in nothing but a white vest despite the cold air, filling the premise. He drew a deep breath in, slowly setting himself onto the bed that stood in the middle, a beautiful masterpiece of a master carpenter, yet quite simple and devoid of ornaments.<br/>Upholding a human guise was so difficult. It drained him badly, really badly. Dim echoes of the Witch's voice were constantly shouting at him from the back of his mind; he pressed his palms onto his ears, letting himself drop into the covers and rest his back on them. He didn't listen to her anymore, but he couldn't just drown her out as he wished.<br/>If he wanted to regain his full power now, he'd have to consume at least all of this neighborhood... This was so bothersome!<br/><br/>The long strands of his hair slithered on the white bed covers like venomous snakes as he stared up, at the high ceiling, eyes a couple of bottomless wells, swirling crimson. He needed a vacation, and he needed it badly.<br/><br/>He placed his hands onto his chest once more, but a slight change of the feeling in them could definitely be felt. The pair of hands that he placed on his pectorals was no longer white and humanly; sharp, wicked claws instead protruded from his palms, harder than adamant, and the white was peeling off, revealing nothing but a charred blackness underneath. His eyes widened, and he ran his tongue across his teeth, not entirely surprised to find its tip brushing against a mouthful of wicked, razor-sharp fangs. Dammit. This was getting out of hand! A growl made its way out of his mouth, and he forced it back, turning around and muffling all sounds by pressing his face straight into the covers, eyes shut tightly.<br/>Forcing himself to sit back up, and return to his wholly humanoid form, he took the used pair of pants off, exchanging all clothing for a new suit, rather similar to the one he wore that evening; only minute details, such as the slight creme tint the suit possessed, or the slight matte pattern, adorning the vest under the suit, the masterfully made silver cufflinks on his wrists, would distinguish it from the previous one. This one, too, was masterfully crafted by the best of Italian and French tailors; by far, those were offering the highest quality on the market.<br/>Keeping one's composure and appearance intact was crucial if one wished for success. And that was what he was aiming for all those years he's spent on Earth. He knew a lot of humans, he understood the ways their petty little minds worked - after all, it wasn't as difficult as one would guess - and he found out at least that one thing.<br/><br/>The wheels of the Heinkel screeched before the house once more as he made his way out, the coat and hat from the hallway missing once more. He might have to meet up with Annika before work as well... Even though his first case to attend was at 10 only, there were other things on his schedule.<br/><br/>When Erlind would exit the bathroom, he would find a clean white shirt and a pair of dark grey suit pants, together with a small towel, hanging from the door opposite it. The clothes were, naturally, Kai's, meaning they may be a little small for Asmodei, but not in a way that would make him appear utterly ridiculous. And there, too, was a note, written by Kai's elegant, tilted handwriting, though clearly a tad rushed.<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">Erlind,<br/>I need to depart for work now. May you need anything, feel free to search the house until your needs are satisfied, as long as you break no china and tear no suits. If you need a drive, all local taxi services do serve this neighborhood; would you, however, be in the need of my personal help, between ten and noon I may not be available. <br/>With the best regards,<br/><br/>Your Host</span>