* Makoto breathes deeply to calm himself as he descends into the basement. 
Faking other people to pick up women felt a little different than this...
<Brett> [And back they go!  Did they remember to bring a light?]
<SpiritRei> (Not I!  Once again, it's on my person. :P)
* Makoto mutters.
<SpiritRei> ~What?~
<Makoto> Rei, be a doll and get ze flashlight from my glovebox?
<SpiritRei> ~Oh, sure.~
* SpiritRei zips off to do that, then returns (preseumably).
* Makoto takes the flashlight, and descends into the darker parts, scanning for 
the demon.
<Brett> [Makoto finds the demon.  It's back to lying down, looking like a pile 
of scrap metal.]
* Makoto wastes no time, in true Dimitri fashion.
<Makoto> Ve haf vat we wanted to acquire, but zere vere some... complications.
* Demon doesn't respond. It looks like it's ... sleeping?
<SpiritRei> ~Hrm, scrap.  Scrap scrap scrap.  It can't even look like *decent* 
scrap.  What the hell.~
* Makoto moves closer to the demon, and walks all the way around it, panning the 
flashlight over it in search of any detail that might be useful (especially if 
we have to fight it again), but mostly to see if it's really asleep.
<Demon> [It sure looks asleep.  It's red, and shiny, and looks like it's made of 
metal.]
<Brett> [There's no obvious weak points.]
<SpiritRei> ~I wonder why it's sleepin'.  Do ya think we actually hurt the 
thing?  A little?~
<Makoto> ... Nyet.
<Brett> [It's got a few nicks and scratches.]
<Brett> [Awareness check!]
<SpiritRei> ~Well, at least you guys messed up the paint job a little.~
<Brett> ( Hearing, particularly )
<Brett> [You guys aren't alone in here.]
* Makoto steps away from the demon, and plays the light around the room.
<Makoto> Vat is it?
* SpiritRei glances, then zips around the room, looking for who/whatever it is.
* Makoto does his best to sound put out by any interruption.
<Brett> [Makoto scans... scans... he comes across a teenager dressed like... 
Chomei?  His hair's longer, though, and black, hanging low over his eyes, 
though, and he has a nasty grin and a long, almost curved nose.  Oh yeah, and 
he's got batwings.]
* Demon is now known as Batman
<Makoto> Vat do you vant?
* Batman grins. "Dimitri. Back already? That was fast."
<Makoto> Da. It vent... well enough. But zere vere some difficulties.
<Makoto> Zey left here too soon.
* SpiritRei peers at him. ~What the fuck? A vampire thing?~
* SpiritRei floats for a closer look.
<Batman> Mm... They weren't supposed to? I thought Mr. Lau told you to make the 
files your priority.
* Batman sniffs at Rei when she draws near. "Man, it smells funny down hear."
* SpiritRei zips back.
<SpiritRei> ~He can smell me?  I think he can smell me.~
<Makoto> Zey vere, and ve haf zem.
* Batman frowns a bit, but doesn't show any real notice.
<Batman> Good.
* SpiritRei looks down at herself. ~Funny, I thought I used deoderant today...
<Batman> Well, I'll be taking Blight back now.  See you at HQ
* Makoto nods.
* Batman walks over to the demon and pats it on the snout. It wakes up and says 
something incomprehensible.
<Batman> It's time to go, Blight.
<Batman> Oh, and Dimitri?
<Makoto> Da?
<Batman> Do something about that smell.  It's hideous.
* Makoto simles bitterly.
<Makoto> Da.
* Batman vanishes in a dark light. (if that makes sense)
* Batman takes the demon, too ^^;
* SpiritRei watches them go. ~Smell? Did he smell me?~
* Makoto sags, visibly relieved when they're gone.
<Makoto> Da.
<Makoto> I am sure of it.
* Makoto gives the room another quick scan for any other clues...
<Batman> ( He don't got big nose fer nothin' :P )
<SpiritRei> ~Peachy wonderful.  This is so not my day.  Like yesterday wasn't my 
day.  What's up with that?~
<Makoto> ( Hehe. )
<Brett> ( You're in MC now :P )
* SpiritRei looks around, too. And for any interesting gadgets. Always up for 
interesting gadgets.
<Makoto> ( From now on, no day is our day? )
<Brett> [Rei finds... junk.  Not even good junk.]
<Brett> ( Nosiree! )
<SpiritRei> ~Well, damn.  Not even good for twenty some years old.~
<Makoto> Bah.
* Makoto turns and stalks up the stairs when it becomes apparent that there's 
nothing more here.
* SpiritRei floats up after Makoto. ~I don't like this. Don't like it at all. 
And when're ya gonna change back? Just waitin' till after I beat you up and dye 
your hair?~
<Makoto> Da. I feel ze need to be beaten up, after zis...
<SpiritRei> ~Yeah, but you're not *really* Dimitri.~
<Makoto> Nyet, but ze form feels dirty.
<SpiritRei> ~Oh!  More wipes?~