The Feral North

He rocked back on his heels wrinkling his nose as he looked down at the gloves that still in cased his hands. He just wanted to go home and take the worlds longest and hotter shower ever. As much as he might want to take them off the gloves were staying on at least till Tony gave him his opinion of what they should do next. He couldn't think of anything off the top of his head that didn't involve vampires at some point. Hearing Fry's words he nodded and glanced around. "I'll wrap things up here and go to the corners. If we have a list of bite radius we might be able to sweetly ask the Master if we could measure some of his vampires."

He shook his head letting the other know how he thought a request like that would go over. It's not like they had alot of options at this point and one on loose end was better than nothing. He nodded to Tony not paying attention to him as he headed out to do whatever he needed to do. He stood back allowing the bodies to be packed up. The gloves finally came off and he breathed a little sigh of relief. One of the workers came over and handed him a wipe which he used to wipe the last of the powder of his hands. "Let's roll then." After making sure his hands were clean he tossed both the gloves and the wipe into the trash can that was set up before making his way out to his car.

Fun times ahead He thought to himself warily as he climbed back into his jeep and made to follow the bodies back to help measure the bite marks. Faster they got that done and the faster they ided everyone the faster he could report back in. Sighing he twisted the key starting the car wondering if he should take a vacation like someone had told him too.

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