Amadeus & Hounds
Cian had been pacing across the house, back and forth, back and forth, feeling something wasn't quite right. There were things being whispered to him, things he couldn't quite catch. What was so wrong? Focusing on it wasn't really an option, but he couldn't stop moving.
By the time his phone rang, he almost missed the fact that it was doing that, his hand moving to answer the call before he even realized what was going on. There was a note to the Gangrel's voice that he didn't like, even before he had said anything at all. Then, when he did, Cian finally stilled. There was a thought of the silver haired Malkavian that worked there, but he knew he wasn't there. Had been gone since... Saturday? Yes. He didn't have to worry about him, then.
"I'll be there soon." He wasn't a fan of fire, not at all, but he'd do what was asked of him. Auspex was a handy thing to have in predicting what was where. As soon as he hung up, he was out of the house and down the stairs, running at a pace that was almost human. Not enough to break the Masquerade, of course. He could find a car along the way, maybe.