Rain continued to splatter into the street as Eric stood in the alley making sure he hadn't missed anything but he knew he wouldn't find anything else. There was no world altering clue to be found here in the rain and blood. The body had been disposed of, they had the head, and Eric was simply going through the only futile gestures he had in order to satify his concious which was still beating him about the head and shoulders for not making it to the alley in time to catch the monster. After stomping back and forth through the quickly disipating pool of rain and blood he sighed. He took in Richtofen and Spencer the other remaining two members of the order.

"Well that's all she wrote for me chaps, time to get out of this blasted rain and find a cup of tea."

The rain was begining to soak through his outer coat and it was not improving his already souring disposition. With that splashed his way out of the alley looking right and left so as not to get mowed down by an oncoming carrage, crossed the street and started making his way back to the old church that the order used as a base his thoughts focused on a hot cup of tea and getting out of his soon to be soaked coat and already water logged boots. He would also need to clean both his weapons as there was no way he'd let the rain get to them in any way shape or form.