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Vlad Drăgoi {Dracula} (nobleblood) wrote in bellumlogs,

Getting Shane to 905 wasn't easy, considering that the man's dead weight was rather heavy, but Vlad managed to get him to his feet and half-drag, half-carry him to the elevator. It took them to the eighth floor first, refusing to budge, but after a few swift kicks it squealed back into motion and stopped at the ninth. Vlad dragged him down the hall to 905, hoping that no one had caught side of him as he pulled Shane inside and dropped him on the floor. There was no time to soundproof the apartment, but he didn't dwell on it.

In the moments before Ella arrived, he searched every drawer and cabinet in the kitchen, sweeping all the knives and forks and even relatively sharp objects into his bag.

He'd just finished writing a note when Ella arrived - explaining to Shane that he was here 'for his own good', that it was only temporary and if he wanted to know 'who' then all he needed to do was think a little. Vlad nodded a silent greeting and waited, having already done what he could with the tape - he'd used it on the windows and the doorknob in an attempt to keep it from being turned - and now it was up to her and her vines.

He became less and less certain as the minutes passed, but eventually it worked and he gathered his things together, leaving the apartment and taping the outside doorknob as well before stepping back to let her do the outside as well.

"Hopefully long enough," Vlad told her, watching her leave with a sigh. He lingered for a few moments, wishing they'd had more time, before turning and making his way back to the penthouse.