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Riley Aventine (amulius) wrote,

Riley took the seat in front of the desk and leaned forward to take the file. He opened it up and spread it across his lap, careful not to meet Tao's eyes in the process. He scanned over the information, taking care to go through every line, to take in every detail. "A lot of this isn't very surprising." He murmured. From what Marie had observed, Dubois' habits fell right in line with what he had expected about the man; typical white American protestant, with just a pinch of crazy mixed in for giggles.

He set the file down on the lip of Tao's desk and looked up at the vampire, his gaze resting just to the left of his eyes, "The sermon on Sunday mornings seems to be the best bet." He said evenly, his tone unusually reasoned. "He stands in front of a pane of glass while the sun rises behind him - very theatrical. Fan-fucking-tastic." He pressed his lips into a thin line and looked back down at the file. "Anyway, that will work. They'll be able to measure the depth of his abilities, find out who - or what - this man is."