Alexius an Esme by Any Other Name

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Gates reread the text once more before sending it.~Bonsoir mon cher. J'espère que vous avez bien vu. J'ai eu des rêves de notre ami a récemment il tendit la main pour vous. Je ne suis pas entièrement sûr de ses plans, mais savoir si vous avez besoin de moi je ne suis qu'un coup de fil.~ He hoped that her numbers had not changed over the years. If they had then he would no post haste. I this day and age of technologies people seldom allowed a text to go unanswered. While the modern grammatical rules differed greatly via texts someone would respond.Even if it was merely to ask whom he was. It was risky contacted her but there was no way that with what he'd heard via the news outlets that all was well in Chicago. What little contact he'd had with his maker let him know that . He hoped that things had not become so embroiled one such as Esme had become so embroiled.

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She heard the soft sound of her phone recognizing who it was from merely by the text tone that it had been a while. She read the message. She wasn't surprised by the contents. But she did respond. "Il semble que les choses se passent ici. Notre attention a été piqué amis. Je crois que je sais pourquoi. Ne vous inquiétez pas, bien sûr, vous obtiendrez mon appel, si quelque chose devait arriver." She actually wasn't overly fond of texting. She much prefered to talk to someone but she understood the need for it. She did smile knowing that it was Gates.

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The quick response was alarming. No sooner had he placed the device away than it pealed softly demanding his attention. A smile quickly flashed across his face at her reply. Things were in fact happening all over. For the second tme within a decade he had successfully repelled the Councils attempts to find fault with him and New Orleans as a whole. He hated playing the petty games they demanded even as he excelled at them.

Quickly typing out a response, ~Excellent, avec un peu de chance, il ne sera pas nous entraîner dans un de ses enfers. La chance n'a jamais été un de mes amis, mais il semble briller sur vous. Je vous souhaite bonne chance.~

He sat the phone on the desk before him knowing that ever the lady Esme would more than likely reply promptly. His mind already casting about for a way to lend her support form afar without overly endangering her by raising an alarm as to her being. If anyone found her secret connections to his fountainhead he was sure that they would claim her life or worse.

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Gates was right. Her response was almost immediate. ~Merci cher frère nous sommes liés comme nous le sommes. La sortie viennent n'affichera que la véritable force de notre caractère. Notre ami à ce stade ne voudrais pas nous mettre en danger. Je dois vous dire cependant. Les événements du passé ne se répètent sont presque à la lettre. Un vampire cadavre pourrissant cherche la puissance du trône.~

She sighed as she hit the send button. It would be better for her in the long run to make him aware now instead of later. He might be able to do something even if it was to only deflect suspicions when she needed it. Scion really wasn't the brightest but he had a rough run of things and with the council's involvement he would likely be much harsher with anyone making attempts. Especially since the Kiss was lacking its funds.

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He picked up the phone sliding its keyboard open in one practiced motion. It wasn't the hapiest news he could have read but it was expected. to be honest he'd considered taking the city form Sion himself the attention he was receiving prohibited that however.If he were to become involved with the politics of his makers city it woudn't end well for anyone. The council was already curious as to whom he actually was. Luckily for him Gates had been around quite sometime even if no one could rightfully place where he originated. so long as they did not in fact recall which line he derived from all would be fine.

Typing a short message he considered calling her but decided against it. Hearing her voice would surely be a bad idea as any connection between them might flare bits of the old man and that would be afr too disastrous. ~Cela n'augure rien de bon pour la ville. Les frightfulnes de leurs âmes, c'est ce qu'on voit dans leur décomposition. Restez à l'écart de la baiser si vous le pouvez. Si quelqu'un se rend compte ... il serait plus.~

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She was still holding her phone when his message came through. Her eyes poured over it, and she knew he had reached the same conclusion she had. What she feared most was someone would notice that he wasn't weakening in the prison he was held within. She knew she would have to tred very carefully.

~Je sais.~

For once she wanted to cry. The secrets would eventually weigh her down and she was human she needed the contact even if she didn't want it.