'No, no pressure at all... After all, if we don't deal with him then there won't be anyone left alive to try and pin the blame on us anyway' he flashed a slightly morbid grin her way as he reached up to scratch his head, ruffling his hair in the process - something he tended to do whilst trying to concentrate. The book proved difficult to balance within one hand, wobbling back and forth as he did his best to hold it up - eventually having to return both hands to the task of holding it upright, otherwise probably risking long term wrist damage as a result, which admittedly would probably be the least of his problems today.<br/><br/>'Well, I have one idea - but you aren't going to like it much...' he'd scanned the book a couple of times now, and to be quite honest the writing within it was a lot of drivel that either made little sense, or had little point. In one of the margins there actually seemed to be a rather poor attempt at a love poem scrawled in faded blue ink, smudged in places as if it had got wet during the process. All he kept coming back to was the drawing in the centre of the page - most likely because the drawing contained a naked woman, and would have commanded his attention were it written on the floor, ceiling, back of a napkin or tattooed to the belly of a fat man. Well, maybe not the later.<br/><br/>Daniel put the book down - facing away from Michelle, but open enough that she would be able to see the picture that he was looking at as he began to rummage through the bag, taking out a few odds and ends that looked as if they would be better placed at a flea market. His fingers found a large piece of chalk - with which he began to draw a circle of protection upon the carpet, thankfully a dark brown in hue which showed up the chalk rather well. Or badly - all depending on whether you had to clean the carpet afterwards or not.<br/><br/>He was silent as he drew the circle - occasionally returning to the picture within the book, but mainly going from memory as he created the protection circle upon the carpet between them. It didn't take very long, and with the circle completed he began to arrange a selection of little ornate trinkets  around the edge of the circle that he'd found within a sealed plastic bag within the sports bag. He was beginning to think he was pulling stuff out of the bag that he was sure he'd never put in, but he felt it would be better if he didn't spend much time musing over such a notion just in case the help stopped coming. There was a dagger - the blade long and curved, and about as blunt as a spoons edge... There was a couple more of the sickly yellow looking candles - their hue making him wonder, for a brief moment before he realised he would be better off not knowing, just what they were made from. And there were an assortment of little bronze symbols - the sort one would probably find on sale at a new age shop, 5 for a £1 and looking very well worn.<br/><br/>Dusting his hands together, Daniel rose back up to standing height once more - admiring his handiwork for a moment, the circle about as big as the bed that was currently attached to the ceiling. 'Umm... this is where it gets difficult...' he motioned towards the book that lay at his feet. 'Does she look familiar?' he asked as he picked it up and turned it around to face Michelle. 'And just how do you feel about getting naked in front of a complete stranger?'