[color=ed1c24][b][h3]Dmitri Pavlovich[/h3][/b][/color]

[@gravity22][@Shikaru]

[color=f7941d][i]Well, the girl was honest, so that made things simpler, in a way. Dmitri considered his words carefully, not wanting her to misunderstand him or his intentions.[/i][/color]

[color=ed1c24]"I don't want your fear, cowards are worth nothing to me, but neither are the fearless worth anything to me, they always get beaten by the slightest of foes, because they never bothered to fear the consequences of their failure. I'm surprised you invited us to dinner, simply because you don't know much about us, and inviting strangers to dinner isn't an american custom. And whether you fear me or not, if you're ever in my way I will remove you. It's just what I do. Tell me something, why did you kill the lights in the warehouse?"[/color]

[color=8882be][i]I listen to her response, if she bothers to give one. When Anya returns, I glance back over the seat and notice the change in hairstyle, though most of women I know are constantly changing their hair so I don't make anything of it. I grin and slip back into the uncle role, why did I keep doing that?[/i][/color]

[color=ed1c24]"Of course we did, feel better now? ... It wasn't too bad, Adelaide kept me company."[/color]

[color=f7941d][i]I start the car again, and drive on to Adelaide's place, parking in the small lot under the building for residents. I turn off the car and get out, locking it as everyone piles out. I wait for the girls to head off, and shake my head. I must be going soft, guess I'll get to die tomorrow then. Oh well, I'll deal with that tomorrow. I follow my passengers up to Adelaide's place and try to find a seat somewhere.[/i][/color]