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"Just be careful when cutting the holes, if you make them too big your back will be exposed. That is unless you don't mind that, but my suggestion is to take a piece of string and try wrapping it around the base of your tail and make the hole a little bit bigger than that." After Faye is out of the carriage he notices the door to his home slightly a jar. He motions for Faye to stand back as he uses the darkness in the house to cover him and hide him. Creeping forward through the door he looks around, but catches a somewhat familiar scent. Looking towards the couch on the side of the entrance hall he sighs in annoyance. Sitting on the couch, sound asleep is an older woman with greying hair. He walks up to her without the shadows and gently shakes her awake.

"Hmm...um...What?" Blinking the woman stirs and looks up at Isaac, not really surprised to see him.

"Now how on Earth did you find me? I worked pretty hard to hide my tracks."

"Edmond, after having studied under you for five years I know how you think. Though I guess I should call you Isaac Crawford now?" She gives him a smirk, obviously finding this amusing. He just sighs and shakes his head.

"Amelia, that was almost fifty years ago now, but I should have expected this. And is there a particular reason why you're here?"

"I saw a journal recently done by you and had to come visit. not many would think Edmond Greenlake was also you from forty odd years ago, not with that black dye you used and how you would slightly expose yourself to sunlight to darken your skin a bit. And who is the charming young lady with ears? A werewolf friend? I thought vampires and werewolves tended to not get along." She cocks her head slightly to the side, but gives Faye a welcoming smile, much like if she were her granddaughter.