Welcome... Home.

[Angel]

The sun was busy setting, giving an erry glow on the buildings and casting shadows on the wall. The vampire walked in, his dark eyes scanning the area carefully. No one was there, no one was present. Not even a soul...

He walked towards the main desk and ran his fingers over the polished wood, it was if it was waiting for him, waiting for him to come back from his little "vacation." As if. Slowly he did the walking motions as he heard Harmony's voice; "Wolfram and Hart, how can I help you?" and "Hi-ya Boss!" but it quickly faded... Hadn't she betrayed them? Twice?

He was back... for reasons unknown. He'd have to figure it out. Maybe he'd call Angela-the witch that had brought him from where ever he came from. Maybe she could help him go through the papers, maybe help him figure out what he was doing there. The woman's face flashed through his mind quickly. She was tortured soul.

He sighed, though breathing was not a nessicity, just a habit and turned around the office. So empty... Waiting for him... Calling him. It wasn't home, but it was the closest thing he had.

[xander]

Arthur entered the huge multi story law firm a small sly grin on his face as he did so. The floors were spick and speen, everything decortated perfectly. Looking for a receptionist he heard a scarily high pitched womans voice, "Hi there and welcome to Wolfram and Hart." the pearly white grin greeted the old man as he spotted the receptionist area. Raising an eyebrow he responded, "Good evening to you, I am here to speak with the CEO of Wolfram and Hart in this area" he stated simply, not demandingly but expectingly.

"Oh, Angels just back." Harmony smiled at the older man.
"Angel..." the man questioned the name running it through his mind, he knew the name, had learnt it, the lighter side of Angelus, vampire form of the young boy Liam, turned in Galway hundreds of years ago. "Wouldn't you mean Angelus?" he corrected smarmishly, his Irish accent heavy.

"Nope." Harmony grinned, "I mean Angel, Wolfram and Hart offered him control over this area." the young vampire continued to smile happily.
"I see..." Aruthur seemed preturbed by such knowledge, his smile faded somewhat, but he shrugged it off. "I shall see Angel or Angelus, whichever form the bieng is in at this hour." he added slightly impatiently. "It's Arthur Kane, I have connections, it should be no problem." he added another comment, not completely with it, lost in his thoughts somewhat.

[Angel]

Angel, hearing his name and the voice of the stranger turned slowly, a frown fixed on his lips. He drummed his finger tips impatinetly on the desk, reached over and grabbed a letter opener, to which he thumped on his other hand impatiently-the theme of the dusk time.

"He's in the form of impatient," he informed the stranger, "Tired and impatient and not at all in the mood to deal with-" after a quick run down of the man's appearance two things hit the vampire with a soul-Lawyer or watcher, neither he was in the mood to deal with, "You. So you have 30 seconds to explain to me why you're here before you leave." he finished, continuing the thumping of the letter opener.

[xander]

"I won't need that many." Arthur smirked slightly considering the amount of seconds before adding, "Buffy" he nodded curtly. "Presumabely that gives me some of what little time a man of your circumstances might have." Kane continued

Arthur strode closer to the creature, taking notice of how he now held a dagger in his hand, whether it was a letter opener or not, it was a weapon. The old mans heavily accented Irish voice began again, "I'm as you may have heard Arthur Kane, from Ireland. I have come here to this country to meet with some people, I must admit I was very surprised, I never knew you held power within this organisation." he smiled wavering his arms around at the expensive attire littering the building.

[Angel]

Angel's dark eyes slowly went towards Kane's own and slowly his eyes darkened with that name... Buffy. She had avoided him and Spike last time she was near them, Angel was just repayig the favor... That and old wounds and all? "Yeah," he said his tone bitter, "I heard she was in town, what's that got to do with me?"

The question lingered slightly as he paused the thumping of the letter opener, fighting the inner demon to throw it at this man. "Hmm," was all he said as the man proved to Angel what he already knew: lack of inteligence. Shouldn't he have been briefed or something? "Again, I ask, what's that go to do with me?" He had just come back... rumored dead according to Angela... so why was he so important anymore?

[xander]

"Nothing, I just find it interesting that you happen to be in the same town as Buffy, not by coincidence I presume yet your not with her, nor near her by the look of things. Anywho onto work, I would like a briefing on the evil situation here in Ohio, get your latest records on who's about and what not. I have put money into certain areas of this company and doubt these few papers will be a problem." he turned straight to business mode.

(ooc: If you choose to share stuff I presume you can make most of the baddies up, I'm not sure if you'll be aware Alucard is out there.)

[Angel]

Angel blinked slowly, staring at the man and for a second a look of confusement passed over his face. Hell if he had any idea what the hell was going on right then. He just got back.

"I really wouldn't know," he replied, placing the letter opener on the receptinoist desk. "I just got back," he replied, walking his way towards the office. He was sure though, now that he was back, the senior partners would probably try to employee the law firm. He glanced back towards the man-Kane? And glared slightly. "Why would you want the files?" He asked staring at him for a moment as he made his way into the office.

[xander]

Kane breathed heavily, a no doubt do-gooder watching out for every step, the senior partners were good but held no sway over the Irish born and bred Arthur Kane. "I want the files so I can see what recent demonic activity is, then I plan on going out and stopping some of it, something I heard you used to do a while ago in Sunnydale." he eyed the man and his suit, "Things change fast..." he spoke quickly, "Vampire with a soul turned lawyer now?" he questioned the creature with a half smirk, his Irish accent dripping heavily.

Striding forward into the office Kane extended his hand, "How rude of me, Arthur Kane, extraordinaire of sorts, Jack of all trades to some, mastermind to others." he grinned obviously proud of his history, "It's nice to meet you." he smiled his hand still extended.

(ooc: His accent would be just like Doyle's.)

[xander]

Frustrated at waiting so long for such dissapointments Arthur gave up and left the establishment.