[i]Cravis's flat[/i] It isn't every day that, at three o clock in the morning, an insistent beeping noise comes from a monitor just above your pillow, but, all things considered, Daniel James Cravis handled it pretty well. "The hell?" He got out of bed, groggy, and turned the screen on. It was his boss. "You realise humans do a thing they call sleeping, right?" "I do, but I tell you for the seven hundredth and sixty third time that you don't need as much sleep as regular humans. Now, yesterday at three PM I placed a security device on a wall of the dojo, next to a shaken looking unlinguistic werefox. Approximately two and a half hours after that it was activated by typical signs of stress. I have a face, a name, and a species. The face, I have just sent you. The name is Ian, and the species is vampire. I'd like you to look for him." There was a slight pause. "I take it I'm going to stay completely in the dark about this?" "Completely and utterly. Out." [spoiler]closed[/spoiler]