Tap.. Tap.. Tap..

The hollow sound as the can travelled along a surface. Soft, simple, repetitive.. The relaxed hopping of a gold plated steel tip as it impacted against wood, gently, calmly, so as not to leave a mark, but still to hold it firmly as the figure that held it could walk along, a smug smile upon her lips.

Her jaw was relatively strong, pale flesh reflecte dlittle light, and she wore unladylike clothes, working slacks that covered block heeled working boots, numerous belts bound her bodice, flaunting her strong, athletic, physical shape, a brown vest tightly held against her, over an oak, short-sleeved work-shirt. White, buttoned arm-sleeves extended past the work shirt to her wrists.
Her eyes were red, but they were hidden quite cleverly, red sunglasses, circular, short-limbed, kept close, the glare of any light bathing the entire area behind the lenses a deep crimson, clever disguise, clever girl..
With hair swept to one side, hanging down against her shoulder, it looked unnatural.

For this woman walked upon the ceiling, sidestepping a crass crystal chandelier imitation, shaped glass, how crude and cheap, but it looked pretty nonetheless.
She smirked as she looked up.. Or rather.. Down, at the hallway floor and the rug that had been stretched out along it, the ill blend of brown and gold stitching welcomed the silly humans who crossed it.

The shrill sound of the door bell being rung alerted her attention as she turned to look in its direction. A deep breath as she sniffed the air,
"Oh my..!" She muttered to herself with a grin, a young woman, past her teens most definite, but virgin blood ran through her veins, an untouched little morsel, tastiest kind of human available.
Vampyres and Lycans, demons and other nosferatu, they all desired a taste of such a sweet thing.

She walked along the ceiling before flicking her fingers, snapping them, the sharp sound forcing the door to unlock and open of it sown accord and a young woman stumbled in. Fool girl was leaning on the door, her mistake as she ended up tumbling in, in a flurry of white shirt and brown skirt, bobbed blond hair splayed about as she ended up looking at the ceiling, staring in surprise at the woman who looked back at her before screaming a short, quick gasp of surprise.
"It's quite funny, the last girl who entered here said exactly the same thing." She chuckled form her position. The girl blinked, rubbing her eyes, but when she looked up at, the woman was no longer up there.
No she was standing over the girl, leaning on her cane with a grin,
"If you're going to scream every time you see a Summon here at Police Headquarters Supernatural Investigations, your lungs are going to burst, darling. The Inspector is in his office, quickly now, hurry-hurry!" She made a shooing motion as the blond young woman scrambled to her feet and carried on her way.

Curious.. She had an odd feeling about this one.. Oh well, it was up to the Inspector to find out what her troubles where.
The demoness, on the other hand, simply grinned and snapped her fingers, the door shutting once more. She could see just past the shutting wooden frame, the fearful gaze of a regular officer looking at the demon woman.
Oh yes.. She threatened to eat that one's heart once..
Oh well! Easy come easy go..