Making Contact to The Master

[Jardin Luna]

Jardin was glad to be on his way home. It was odd to think that he had lived in any number of cities in his long life, but in the time he had been there Chicago had become home. He relaxed on his jet the windows blocked out so that the sun wouldn't bother him if it should be out while he was still up. Looking at the time in the cabin. He figured it would be alright to call now. He wasn't surprised in the least that he needed to go through someone. Dialing the number he was given he waited politely  for the voice mail. "I was instructed to call to let the Master know I was back in town I need to set a meeting with him. I've been informed that he has changed since I was last home. " He left his number where they could reach him or leave a message and hung up settling back to drink his blood wine. 

[Alexandras Haiht]

The line rang through and she answered in her to the point manner, “Thank you for Calling Aeolas Master of the City of Chicago and Hyksos Kubri Kiss. Is there a message?” She didn’t take offense as most believed her a machine her voice always level without any real inflection to gauge her by.

She waited until he’d begun speaking and listened jotting down several notes to herself. As he ended the call she looked at the receiver but merely smirked. She stood making her way to the security office where she’d hidden the as the IT called it dumb server that was only accessible via direct access. She brought up the detailed notes she’d entered during Isadora’s reign. Refreshing her memory and insuring she was accurate. Moments later she was speaking With Aeolas as to how he would like to proceed.

“When last here in the city Mister Luna was not very active. His clothing line has retained a space here in his absence. Other than a few notable pieces we have not enlisted his business nor held any of his designs. The Former master Isadora was appreciative of him in passing. He left before she’d solidified her power base with the local nest. Last details show that he has in fact traveled and there are no active obvious reasons he may have returned.” The only reasons to look into a vampire were to insure that they had not associated with known enemies or interest. Jardin had not. At least provably. For all that could be seen of the vampire he was single-mindedly focused on couture. The allusions to his line of creation being Belle. She as not sure that was the case as surely Aeolas would know of any who were of high enough regard hailing form his own birthline. Perhaps an associated cousin she thought. Waiting on his direction.

She knew how she would like to handle things. She was male adverse and had come to grips with her natural enmity of most men. Few were those charming and honest enough to abate her natural distrust.

[Aeolas]

Aeolas thought for a moment, he remembered the man vaguely from here but more so from the time in the courts. He wasn't there long as his Mistress while a favorite of Belle's had tweaked her nose with his creation. He was a direct competitor to Jean Claude's hair and eye combo tho while Jean was light Jardin was tan. They were both lucky she wasn't truly angered and killed them both but having just gotten her way in something Belle had shown them kindness and sent her childer on their way.

He wondered if the other remembered that. The brief posturing and run-ins being of their line. It didn't bother him to much that another who held their gift was returning to the city tho he tended to prefer to be the only of his level. That would need to be seen now as he had bonded with the nest and had stronger vampires under him with their own potential animals to call." well then we shall welcome him home with the necessary attentions and see what is is that has ended his travel"

[Alexandras Haiht]

The small look back in time was apparent to her. Most would assume him momentarily struck and considering the weight of another vampire that could clearly breathe on their own coming to the kiss. It was a fraught situation as there were few unaligned cities in the modern world. Chicago being the hub of such city states free of both American and European councils control. It meant that while the old rules were given some honor they were violable without the fear of reprisals from ether of the two councils.



A vampire who breathed on their own must take the oath willingly and without reservation for the matter to be settled. Gates handled such a situation by dint of his sheer will. He was by far the oldest living vampire she’d ever met and while she could not be entirely sure of his age due his lack of the usual anachronisms she understood him far older than the four hundred years most believed him to be. Aeolas was easily older than that by at least two or three times over. She’d never pried but from the few asides and the mentions of him in the gossip and scuttlebutt he was far older than Saint Augustin whom she’d managed to trace as far back as the first crusades.



“I will arrange a meeting with him or would you prefer a direct oathing?” She’d prepare as per her usual for both outcomes ether way as things could change at a moments notice. She’d also prepare for the potential need of Jardin to be ended should that option be needed as well. Again things could change at a moments notice.



Taking her instructions she exited calling the number she was given to reach Jardin Luna.

[Jardin Luna]

Jardin was leaned back into a comfortable chair with a glass of bloodwyne dangling from his fingers. He had tacked up some possible cloth samples on one of the new styles that he was considering. He had several he was considering. Taking a sip he heard the ring of his phone. Setting the glass to the side he crossed his long legs and answered the phone. "How can I help you" He was fairly certain who it was and what it was about but he would wait to be sure. While he waited he turned back to the samples deciding none of them would fit what he wanted and turned back to the window he'd take them down later.

[Alexandras Haiht]

She had her orders and like the very direct and fastidious person she was she immediately launched into their completion. Most vampires new to the Kiss were given a thirty days grace too oath as it was a time to better investigate them as well as monitor their reactions. Those such As the Vadoma, and Saint Augustine required a more direct hand. As they were by dint of the reputation’s potential problems. Better to have a grasp of them sooner rather than later.



"To be precise mister Luna I am not sure you can. I however Jardin Luna can assist you in joining the Hyksos Kubris Kiss. The first step of course is in retaking your Oath and proving yourself useful to Master Aeolas. Have you already resumed your residence at your companies hub here in the city?"



She knew exactly where he was and only played at politeness as Aeolas had guided her in being less initially off-putting. There was always time for that later. But if one began with obvious walls and surliness people would not believe the polite that came after.

[Jardin Luna]

Jardin stood moving to the board he used one hand to take down the samples he had there and switch them out before moving back to the chair and stretching his long legs out. "Well then Miss My taking the oath was never in question it was why I went to the trouble of contacting you to begin with. It's been a while since I've seen him, but entirely beside the point. When does he wish to meet to take my oath. I'm at his convince. " He smirked a little "I have and as far as being of use to Aeolas. We can discuss that when I meet with him. I have serious doubts he needs a fashion consultant he's always been rather good at looking after those kind of things himself.

[Alexandras Haiht]

She immediately touched her secreted blade. Inhaling at the pert response she looked towards the hidden camera and composed herself. She was as keepr of Aeolas household the line of things lest they pertain specifically to him. As such her mind worked at what true use would a vampire such as Jardin serve in the truth of things. His purported age aside. She maliciously immediately found him useless but held her tongue. He was male and as such needed to show his believed dominance. She by duty alone held a position far in excess. Though to stoop to his level of one-up ‘woman’ ship would gain them nothing. Realizing her silence could be mistaken for rudeness she was tempted to end the call all the same.

"I agree sir. He would not need those skills of yours he maintains contracts with other better suited stylists and designers." Forcing herself back from the precipice of engender a more than neutral enmity she went on. “Please do dress more in line with Master Aeolas stylings as anything garish or too couture might not best highlight a reason he might find use of you. I will ring you once the vehicle has arrived to conduct you forward.”



Ending the call she stepped from the elevator into the waiting SUV directions given. She fumed and ruminated over the tone language and dismissiveness inherent. She despised Jardin. Yes despised as she did most men. She tried to retreat form that judgement. She could no even using the techniques her therapist had instructed. She’d work them mor elater for now she set about composing an impenetrable shield around her feelings and surmised opinion of the vampire. One bit of cattiness did not a person make. Intellectually she knew and understood. Emotionally she’d already begun concoting schemes to shine the poorest light on the vampire.



All too soon she was at the Chicago offices of Capulet. Preparing to step out she waited for Aeolas security forces to insure the area was clear. Once receiving the notification, she dialed the vampire back. Stepping from the vehicle holding for the line to be engaged. The moment she was no longer listening to the lifeless electronic buzz of the line she said, “We are here to receive you.” Ending the call just as quickly she waited.

[Jardin Luna]

Jardin carefully picked up the box that contained the gift he was sure that Aeolas would like. Checking himself over mentally. He stepped out dressed in a trench coat that almost looked like a cape closed at the neck but otherwise left open over a white silk pirate-style shirt that was tucked into black body-hugging leather pants and cuffed boots that ended just below the knee. His hair was held in a low tail. "Let us be off then." He said keeping his power level hidden as a curtsey beneath his shielding. His aim wasn't to make her uncomfortable and he had seen that happen. Once seated in the car he leaned back to wait until there arrival. Wondering if he should have gotten more then what he did in the gift.

[Alexandras Haiht]

She forced a smile and kept from glowering but just barely. He was well formed as all of Belles line. He was also unlike most tamping his aura down instead of puffing his chest out. Small point to his favor. Though the box he carried was not the most ostentatious. She expected one of the many wildly expensive over the top gifts nearly all of the would be Kiss members brought as sign of faith and intent.



She childishly smirked as the driver and security team waited for her signal before departing. She thought of making them wait as s show of where things stood. Instead she kept her smile in place saying "Yes, lets."



As they pulled away from the curb and made their way across town she forwarded Aeolas everything they had both provable and supposed on Jardin as well what she’d found pertaining to the trail for the crated lycanthrope. Yes she was petulantly ignoring the vampire by use of her cellular. It was childish and in this day and age almost de riguer in its banality. As they arrived and were ushered through security right to the elevators that would scan them for weapons and deposit them at the court. Stepping out she looked to him stating as she motioned him towards the smaller office used as waiting room, “This way please. While things are prepared.”