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Krilion stood and slammed his hand on the table "Out! This is a private meeting! Only the Heads and their personnal guard are to be in here!" he growled, his second son and his large brother watching the two Lolthel Elves on the table suspiciously.
Jory nodded and stood in his seat again, nervously fingering his small pistol. His three daughters stood behind him, all of them a little taller than he, so they could be seen over the table.
Matron Weddow glared at Krilion and stood, pushing the chair back "Off of the table children" she said calmly, exerting her magical will on the two to do as she said. To the D'Anturie Elf, she sneered and waved a dismissive hand "She is now part of my personnal guard Krilion. My son and two relatives is fair" she smiled mockingly at him. The pale elf seethed, sitting back down. Weddow lt her smile disappear, glaring at the two still on the table.

Darianel stifled a laugh, recognizing SKie. Dear Loth, that would be a spectle to see! He thought, starting to calculate the profit he could make from the fight, if he could arrange it that is Many would bet well on those two... he smiled at the two, trying to seem innocent, even though he was nowhere close to it.

Taratheil smailed and waved as he left the bakery, the baker's promise of payment secure in his pocket "Hmm, where was the next stop?" he wondered aloud, pulling out another slip of paper and following it to the address, a store called Sweet Treats. He stopped infront of it and looked at the sign for a moment. Looks like a Midget-Elf store... he thought, scratching his head and looking at the slip again. He shrugged and walked in, smiling at the short elf girl behind the counter, currently helping another customer.

Serena walked through the quickly thickening crowd of elves, her blue eyes scanning the crowd as if she were looking for someone. She wasn't exactly and as she evaded another elf she finally found some sort of thing to do. Her boredom had been more than she could take the last few days and this was the fifth time that week that she wandered through the bustling city. A small cafe was just in front of her. Inside there were a few people, a family of four with a mother and three children. And a husky business men sitting at the table closest to her, sipping his coffee and casting her a quick glance before returning to his paper. Approaching the cashier she glanced at the menu and began, her voice smooth and silken though spoke far too fast because of her nervousness of speaking to people.

"One small coffe, double-double," she ordered as the women cast her an almost angry look before tapping the keys lightly and turning to call out her order. It was mere moments before the freshly brewed coffee was in front of her and she passed the chubby women the cash before taking the warm beverage in a gloved hand and turned to sit at a table.

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Jackson ducked his head as he maneuvered himself through the crowd. His feathered hat covering most of his space though his unusally light skin was enough of a cover for him. His next target should be arriving near the central square any moment now and he knew he had to get there soon. It was his first job in about two weeks; of course with his high price it wasn't too bad. His cape seemed to majestically follow him through the crowd; his figure almost that of Robin Hood as he arrived. His head turned right, onyx eyes hastily scanning through the crowd and his long black hair tied in a ponytail behind his head seemed to be flickering behind his head.

It may have taken him a while though he finally found the young elven. The Copozee child was looking around. His silken purple hair flowing just brushing his slender shoulders and his bangs concealed his right eye. If it weren't for his figure and face; he would have seen almost as sinister as a Lolthel child. Ignoring that he moved through the crowd, more carefully and casually now as he neared the boy. Two seconds, that was all it took as he quick hand stabbed him in the heart and his hand again receded and he dissappeared in the crowd as everyone began to stir at the boy who had suddenly fallen.

Seeing the girl not moving, Kai pulled her into the shadows. "Don't look so put out." he whispered, "The High Mistress just saved your life. Since over a dozen of snipers from each family all had there snipers aimed at you with bullets for worse than this." Kai said handing her back her bullet. "The High Mistress insisted on this charade to make the others both umcomfotable and to fill everyone in on the plan at once." Kai shifted agitated, "She likes to mess with people...Even when they are on her side...No matter how temporary the truce." Kia stated, mumbling the last part.

"If so ordered by the Mistress I will. And you could take my hands for all I care. But know this..." Kai said facing the girl. "I've been ordered to work with you, for however a brief period that is, as such I will do as I am told." he stepped closer, "But at this moment my orders are to protect the Mistress. So if you threaten her again, I will take you out quicker then the Santa Frisco job." Kai said refering to the job the girl had done for the Krilion's Roman counterparts, which just happen to be one of her best works. He made it a point to make a study of everyone, even temporary allies.

"Get use to it... The Mistress orders it I do it. You're just here to get paied for a job." he said resuming his watchful stance, "You do your job and I'll do mine, and we'll both walk away happy." Kai disliked idle talk, but despensed it when it furthered the mission.

((Kai, you're sure that you don't mean despised, instead of despensed?))

Rembrandt threw a knife between Kai and Skie as he appeared on the table. Acid dripped down the hole in the wall, as it had already disintegrated the knife itself."You called, Mistress Weddow?" He stood on the ground and said,"I am Rembrandt Shamballa, the vampire executionist that you hired from Keral Belanth. What would you have me do, Madam?"

Rembrandt walked towards Matron Weddow, the same way as when he worked for her a hundred years ago. He stood by her side and bowed to the other elves, even though they were non-important.

april leaned against the wall behind her and sighed. "depends on who's offering."