Azrael

Only Fools Walk Where Angels Fear To Tread

He lingered beneath that street lamp outside for several moments longer, golden gaze roving over that printed piece of paper before him for the umpteenth time. The information seemed...sketchy at best. These sorts of informants were so often incorrect, Azrael assured he would merely be waltzing in on some unfortunate supernatural pair locked in a lovers embrace as opposed to the William the council had been so studiously hunting for years. Why this evidently infamous man had so taken it upon himself to wander into his jurisdiction Azrael hardly knew. Wasn't it bad enough he had the King of Italy hiding somewhere within a Fae Monarchy? That the Westside Were pack was a shambles? That Alexander was charging about town on a white WereHorse? Did he really need Jack The Ripper running around his part of town? Was there a beacon shining up from the hell these creatures crawled out of so directing them to this city? How he hoped this information was wrong if only for the hopes of a quiet night, arresting William and whoever was so concealing him would surely prove to take longer than the twenty minutes he would rather spend on it and yet he had been issued those orders all the same. Along with Katarina who was, evidently, late. His fingers reached readily into his pocket, plucking that mobile from within, leaving Kat a message to inform her of both his location and that, were this proven to be another dead end as it surely was, he would phone her back in five minutes and save her the trip out all the same. If she didn't hear from him then he fully expected her to come fully armed. Might as well get this over with.

He strides easily up those steps and into the witchery, a simple flicker of his own affinity seeming him blur past that reception desk entirely quickly for any staff member to query him on his intention. The Hunter so following that floor plan with ease. He could feel the presence of other supernaturals here, the hotel positively crawling with them, the hairs upon his arms raising with disdain at being in such proximity to them as he pressed ahead. It is only that realisation that he could sense another Hunter that so sees him halt in his stride down that hallway and outside that rather expensive suite. Two. He could sense two hunters and yet unless Kat was already here there was no explanation for that second signal. Had the Council sent another? Perhaps the informant had been far more reliable then Azrael had so anticipated, the sound of a mans voice distinctly clear and yet there had been no mention of an accomplice. Had another Hunter been so concealing him all these years? Hmm, treason was always an interesting charge, the Council so often seeming to delight in re-educating those of their ranks that had gone astray. Perhaps he might deliver them two tonight.

The sound of that door opening affords him truly little time to consider his options further, Azrael summoning one of his own plethora of affinities to his command, the moment that door opens he simply releases it- an utterly blinding flash of white light erupting from the Hunter himself- the man aiming to temporarily blind both his targets. It is a simple matter then, of engaging his most favoured of abilities, that sheer speed resulting in a sudden lunge forward, grasping William by the back of the shirt and hauling him back into the room. The woman, whoever she was, was ignored for now though he is hardly fool enough to forget about her entirely lest she prove to attempt to obstruct the course of justice. Azrael remaining aware of her all the same as he reaches to grasp one of William's arms in that same flurry of motion, twisting it around behind his back to clip on the first ring of those reinforced handcuffs- reaching for the man's other arm now.

"Don't make this more difficult than it needs to be, William. You're under arrest by the Hunters Council for the murder or your maker and for evading Council authority."

How he disliked arresting his own kind. Maybe this time, just for once, one of them would come quietly. The presence of two hunters however had not been within his plan. The sooner Kat got here to better, those golden eyes flicking briefly to the woman as he continued to struggle to grab Williams other arm. He had heard well enough about this supposed 'blade' power the man possessed, the sooner his arms were secure the better. As for the hunter woman.

"You will be under arrest to if you even thinking about getting in the way. Stay where you are."