Erik tremendously enjoyed the luxury interior of SpitFire's van, and the ride to Mr. Abbey's place was supremely comfortable. When Achak and Mercer left to do their thing, Erik marveled at the attention to detail and loving care that had been poured into the vehicle as a whole, causing normally dull and opaque metals, plastics, and fabric in the Astral world to stand out in vibrant golds and yellows.
"SpitFire, dear boy, your vehicle is unlike anything I have ever seen. I must say I am quite impressed."
Settling into the soft seat while wondering if the upholstery was actually real leather, Erik had his Agent begin reciting Beowulf while waiting for the others to return.
Achak's message caught the mystic adept off guard. "Just what exactly have you stumbled into, old sport?"
Using his trodes, Erik interjected a quick change of plan to Achak and the others.
"Hang on, chief. I need to get closer than this security vehicle will allow in order to scope out Kreutz' residence. I'll take my own car just in case. It's less circumspect anyway."
Without pause Erik focused his attention on the Aether, reaching out with his senses for any nearby green belts. "Fortunately, this is a nice neighbourho... Ah, there we go!" Nature was slowly losing out to construction in most metroplexes, and Seattle was no different. But in Erik's experience, spirits of Earth remained even in the most built-up areas; some were grieving, others remembering, and a select few had turned into twisted monstrosities of their former glory. The latter were best avoided or put out of their misery, but that was no easy feat.
As Erik stepped outside the Roadmaster he focused his thoughts into the shape of a small mound of earth, then projected his will into the Astral and called for aid from Earth herself. Almost immediately, dust and soil began rising from cracks in the ground beneath his feet, slowly coalescing into something resembling a small, troll-like shape. The creature surprised Erik completely when it shuffled eagerly towards him and extended a limb to touch one of his legs, then scrambled up his leg while making sounds that reminded Erik of a tiny earthquake. When the earth-shape reached his midriff it stopped suddenly and just clung onto him.
"What the ..." was all Erik could think before the creature began asking questions in a seemingly ancient language he couldn't understand. "Woah, woah, woah. Hang on!" The creature quieted down at Erik's astral command, and observed the grizzled man with obvious interest and barely contained excitement. "Listen up; I need you to go take a look at an area for me. Just observe, mind; specifically, look for any active signatures and auras. Once you've taken a good look and communicated what you find to me, you are free to return to the fold."
The spirit looked forlorn, if such an emotion could be ascribed to a mound of dirt, but it obeyed none-the-less, vanishing into thin air as it dematerialized and sped away to the area Erik had mentally described to it. Erik dusted pieces of soil off his otherwise meticulous suit as his car pulled up to the curb next to him. Instructing the pilot program to take him to a small cul-de-sac near the target building, he settled into his own car seat. "Hmm, it might be time to upgrade the interior of this thing..."
Erik admired the scenery as his car pulled into the streets of the target neighbourhood. "I could live like this." The spirit he had summoned had been excited to return to Erik's presence, and had actually lingered around even after it's task was complete. Erik dismissed the slight oddity and focused what it had told him; no activity on the astral, meaning the house wasn't warded. "Good." It took minimal effort to extend his senses into a spell that would detect all life in his immediate surroundings, and as the mana settled in around him he reveled in the sensation of having the world literally explode into life in a way his natural vision could never have even come close to approximating. He began dictating what he could sense in a soft, monotone voice across the 'trix to the team.
"A few families here and there, looks like. Mostly empty houses near the target location, one larger family crowded around a trid set. Two adults, rest seem like children. Metas. Must be well-to-do, in this neighbourhood."
He focused on Kretuz' house, and was surprised to find a sleeping human at home. "Hmm, activity at the target site. One human male, sleeping by all accounts. Hang on." Shaping the mana surrounding him slightly, he shifted his focus from the living to the structures surrounding them. The Kreutz house was quite large, with no hidden features that he could detect. "Site has two floors; front door leads to a foyer; from left to right, we've got a kitchen, laundry room, dining room, then a great room in the back, flanked to the right by two small bed rooms with a bathroom in between, and finally an office. Upstairs from the great room is a... looks like a master bedroom, where the human is sleeping. Master bed and bath extends over the downstairs garage, which seems to hold two vehicles. Moving in to take a closer look."
"Pilot, take us on a slow route past this address; a few miles below the speed limit, please."
As Erik's car came into the cul-de-sac the mystic adept prepared his ace-in-the-hole spell. "I may not be able to project into the Astral, but I am not without abilities." A smirk crossed his lips as he focused his thoughts, and for once the exercise came without the usual headache or mental strain. Effortlessly, he pushed his astral perception into the area making up the drive way of his target structure. "Now you see me, now you don't" he muttered to himself, forgetting that his Matrix link was also voice enabled. Unlike an Astrally projecting magician, Erik retained full consciousness while perceiving in this fashion, and thus he was capable of communicating with the rest of the team as he prepared to gather information about their target.
"All right, let's take a look at what we've got here, folks." Imagining himself stepping inside the front door of the Kreutz residence, he gathered his senses and took in the feeling associated with everything around him. He inhaled deeply, and began describing the emotions attached to the structure as he quickly moved his point of view through the ground floor. With a thought he stepped from the grand room downstairs directly into the master bathroom above him. In a moment, he took in everything the sleeping form in front of him emoted into the Astral, gaining an immediate understanding of who and what the man was. He knew he had limited time as the moving vehicle would quickly force him out of range, and with one last lingering impression he scrubbed his Astral signature from the immediate surroundings and prepared to return to his vehicle.