Alana grumbled as she continued unpacking, all the domestic stuff had been unpacked weeks ago but these boxes only just arrived. It was mostly the stuff for her lab and various other things she needed for her magic and weapons, lots of weapons. She was using the large attic room as a lab/workshop set up. The apartment was large and had cost a lot but her previous profession paid really well. She was dressed in loose fitting jeans and a black Nightwish t-shirt. She worked quickly keeping everything in order, an old CD boombox blaring out operatic metal. She didn't have nearly as much trouble  with technology as a full wizard as she didn't have as much raw magical power and she took measures to protect the apartments appliances.<br/><br/>She turned off the music and padded down the stairs to the main apartment, the living room consisted of several bookcases filled with paperbacks and leather bound tomes the latter she inherited from her adopted father and mentor Malcolm Walker. Another bookcase was filled with graphic novels and science fiction books, her little sisters contribution to the room. The sofa and armchairs came with the apartment and the landlord had explained the theory of eclectic interior design to her. Though they didn't match they were comfortable so she hadn't bothered to have her old furniture shipped from Bristol.<br/><br/>She relaxed on the sofa a while waiting for her sister Kate to arrive back from a date. She had just started to nod off when the phone rang eliciting a string of profanity from the young sorceress. She answered wearily "Walker residence, Alana speaking" She was annoyed enough for a lot of her English west-country accent to be more pronounced. "Hello Alana, how are you settling in? You should stop by the club some time...we would have such a good time" Alana shuddered in disgust, it was Karim Raith. "What do you want Raith, it's late."<br/>"I need you to find Blake for me and bring him to Bell Harbour warehouse seventeen, he's been a naughty dog." Alana burst out laughing almost dropping the phone. "You want me to bring in a trained killer alive? That's going to be un-fucking-beliveably expensive." She noted down the information and hung up the phone before he could come on to her again. Good thing her weapons got in today she mused as she climbed the stairs to gear up.<br/><br/>She was in her civilian dress but had foci at hand and a tranq pistol and enough darts to bring down a zoo, she hated the grab missions especially nights like this and it was even more dangerous given what she knew about him. For some reason the Raith vampire prick thought had been hiding at Evergreen Point Road, Medina though the rat bastard didn't tell her where on the street. She drove an old battered SUV that had been cheap and was useful for a grab like this, plenty of boot-space. She was unsure how she would get the guy in the trunk, she was stronger than she looked but was not inhumanly strong. She drove along to see if there were any signs of the whereabouts of her target.<br/>