A little headcanon as the writing bug bit me while I was getting ready for bed.<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Spoiler: Click to Show/Hide</div><div class="spoiler_body">   Rentaro Akashiya was, to put it none too tactfully, a spy.    He had been at this place known locally as “Monster High” for the better part of two weeks now.<br/><br/>   To the best of his knowledge, his clan elders had become aware of this particular dimensional nexus for a month before making the decision to send someone to investigate.  After careful consideration, the bulk of his normal vampiric powers and abilities had been sealed in several layers to give the appearance that he was much weaker than he, in fact, was.   He could certainly unlock those seals to varying degrees depending on how and when he saw the need.   There had even been a provision made for removing the seals entirely, but he'd been warned that once the seals had been removed...they couldn't be replaced without returning home.<br/><br/>   Something he'd prefer to avoid entirely, as the sealing rituals had been both time consuming and rather strenuous as well.   He'd spent virtually the entirely of time that he wasn't eating, sleeping, or in class, exploring the school and the surrounding grounds.  The need to go to class was obvious, as it was already proving to be the best method of gathering the information he wanted without explanations to questions he'd prefer not to answer.<br/><br/>   This particular evening found him in the catacombs re-exploring, and by proxy memorizing, an area that seemed to be both abandoned and out of the normal flow of traffic.   He'd had the sense of a monster following him around for quite a while now, and that presence seemed to continue to linger.   Perhaps once he'd done what he came here to do, he'd be able to figure out who they were and why they were following him.<br/><br/>   He stopped near the middle of the room, having selected a location with limited line of sight.    Whomever it was that had been following him was going to have to come out into the open if they wanted to keep snooping on him.<br/><br/>   “Limited seal release for training purposes has been approved.”   He chanted formally.   “Setting seal release to level two.”<br/><br/>   It was a bit like an adrenaline rush, having some of the barriers on his powers removed.   He lifted his left hand to shoulder level, flexing then unflexing his hand into a fist.   He then lashed out, hitting the closest rock with a precisely placed palm strike that didn't quite break the boulder in half.<br/><br/>   He then turned to where he could still sense the presence of his mysterious haunter, folding his arms across his chest.   “I know that you've been following me for quite some time now.”   He said in as dry of a tone as he could manage.   “So why don't you come out and introduce yourself so we can have a nice chat.”<br/><br/>   He was only half surprised when the monster that had been following him turned out to be a ghost, as she more or less materialized in front of him.   “You could tell that I was following you?”   She sounded a bit surprised for some reason.<br/><br/>   He gave her small smile and lowered his arms to his side.   “I have the ability to sense other monsters, among my other abilities.    My name is Rentaro Akashiya,” he offered a polite half bow as he introduced himself.<br/><br/>   “I'm Spectra Vondergeist,” the ghost introduced herself in return.  “You've got to tell me how you knew that.   And how you did that to that rock.   What else can you do?  How are you different from the other vampires in the school?    Are there others like you?”<br/><br/>   A small corner of his brain idly wondered if ghosts had to stop for breath when talking but he brushed the question aside as unimportant.  It was also apparent that she had more questions, which he interrupted by holding up a hand to stop her.  It took a few seconds for him to put name to blog.<br/><br/>   “So you're the one who writes the Ghostly Gossip then.”   He offered his hand to her in the western fashion.   “I do believe that we can help each other.   I'll share my secrets with you in exchange for your silence until the time is right, and I can even help you a bit with your blog if you like.  This has the potential to be the beginning of a very fruitful friendship.”</div></div>