"Vell, it seems like you have quite ze predicament". The undead were hardly a problem for someone of his abilities. He opened his coat and withdrew his twin Mauser pistols.
"As you can tell, I have taken mein own precautions. Yes, Mary, I know of zhese undead monsters, und if you’ll have it, I’d like to offer mein help"
These rogue vampires causing this situation were due for Millennium’s ‘justice’. They were scum to be wiped off the map, and Egon was both a Scout and an Executioner.
Behind his coat’s collar, Schaefer licked his fangs
Mary could only stare at the pistols he exposed. It shouldn’t have been that big surprise after all, his clothing was rather military like and there must have been a reason for his covering outfit. “I see… You are well prepared-” she let out, glancing then back up at his eyes with her blue ones. Perhaps it was the circumstances she wasn’t that focusing about his inhuman like features.
She didn’t know what to say for a moment. He did know after all? Mary raised her hand against her cheek. “So you really know about them-” she said, like wanting to make sure he understood. She seemed relieved, relieved she didn’t need to hide it - and relieved he might actually help her.
" They swarm here, some nights are worse, some better- I have been here alone, you see, I am sort of responsible about this area… A huntress, if I could say- Not that I would be forced to but- There is no one else for these humans. I am sort of- stuck here", she explained, holding her shot gun. "I guess you might have your own duties as well, mister Egon- You don’t need to worry about me but I would be really glad for some extra help- However, it has been months for me and there is no end to be seen."