Death smiled at Hatsu's words, although the expression was directed more towards his eagerness.<br/>"Perhaps. I have preparations I must make as well, but I can spare a few hours, at most. Truthfully, I do not expect any of you to take a full day to prepare, I doubt any of us has enough belongings for that; but it is my own work that will delay our action," he explained.<br/><br/>"Azrael," he continued abruptly after a moment of pause, turning to whom he addressed. He reached an arm out and set it on the demon's shoulder; not in an act of friendliness, but to send him an image, particularly of a place. He stared into his eyes for a moment as the vision flashed before speaking again. "Go to where I have just shown you and begin preparations at once. I will meet you there to finish it when I am able."<br/><br/>--------------------------------<br/><br/>The Reverend's hands came together behind his back as his protege spoke. "Most assuredly," he replied, returning the boy's smile with one of his own. "In fact, that is precisely what I wished to speak with you about." His head turned again to look outward, facing the south, as his right hand rose. A moment passed before a quick<span style="font-style: italic">snap</span>of his fingers, and a diabolical smile crossed his lips. "Do me a favor, would you? Schedule repairs of the southern residential quarters, to be enacted once the Hunters are dealt with. I have a feeling both goals will be met<span style="font-style: italic">very</span>soon."