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Krii'Ouse's nervous smile hardened as the Elders of each race gathered one by one in the bar. If only this weren't nuetral grounds. He could inflict such damage upon the Races. Luckily, the Lycanthrope Pack of New York and the New York Hunter's Group had a non-aggression treaty in activity. With good reason. Myyth was a good friend of the Hunters.

Regardless, Sethe struggled to keep his hand off of Alpha and Omega, and held his palms together, hiding the symbol of the Omega Hunter to himself. Turning his left arm over, he typed onto a device on his forearm, and sent a message to Tokeru.

'Tokeru should arrive soon. I've just told him to come.' the Hunter Lycan said, still standing. He wouldn't be caught sitting with all these hostiles around him. If anything went sour, he would die on his feet. Rather, those who attacked him would die, while he was on his feet.

Kyrre shifted about uncomfortably.
"I've other places i'd rather be.." he mutters bluntly, not at all happy at the prospect of having to wait for more to arrive.
He looked at the drinks, and waited for a nod of approval from Rogue before taking a small cup of wine. Sometimes he envied the powers of a Psychic, but at least he was intuitive when needed.

The door behind him creaked open, and he inhaled the scent of the newcomer. A smile broke across his rose tinted lips. He wondered where Rikku had gotten to, but this was no place for idle chit-chat. The Vampires needed to look organised. He raised a hand over his shoulder and motioned a friendly wave at Rikku.

"Why have I been summoned?" he said, softly and eloquently.

*Rogue looked to the glass and nodded slightly to Kyrre then spoke into Rikku's mind.
The cat pokes one more word of Cady and I will rip her throat out myself....as for our being here...a hunter is captured at the hands of Mauser von Reicht..the one who killed off a large bunch of all the races a while back. More killings have started again...
But this is our opportunity. We need to seem concerned for now...and strike in full attack in daylight. No one will suspect us, and our being here cements that. We've the perfect man to pin it on. Mauser Von Reicht.
Feel free to come out and join us at any time...they have no idea.

*With the last thought a smile smirked across her face as she took a glass. She took a drink then looked to Kyrre with the same smirk. She then took a drag and blew it out at Mogers words to Neko.*

Neko smiled back at the vampires. Though she couldn't read minds, she knew something was afoot, and she intented to find out. "All in good time, Kyrre. Wait until the others get here and then we'll get down to buisness. But of course, I'm sure Rogue's told you something of what's going on already." All she had to do was keep them guessing. Perhaps goading Rogue more about Cady would do it...she hated to, she knew that pain all too well, but she needed to keep an edge.

Orial stopped himself from jumping through the wall upon sighting Moger, he ran over to the Oni and sunk his teeth as best he could into his wrist, it wouldn't damage Moger but it would be a rather interesting sensation to say the least. He didn't care he needed to get his attention.

Orial released, he jumped away from Moger and started to run, follow me you moron! he wished he could still yell at him anything, come on, come on, you imbuslie! He ran back toward Moger, bit him again and darted away.

I'm not a dog! Orial shouted mentally. At least the b*****d's following. He ran toward the park.

((Exit to Central Park))

William had been an actor back in school. He could read body language like a book. And right now, Rogue's body language was practically screaming "UP TO NO GOOD!" At one point, he might have counted her as one of the Elders he had a cordial relationship with. Their confrontation at the docks however had changed that. Now, he had no doubts that Rogue would shed no tears for him if he were to meet his end.

Nodding in acceptance of her terms, Will sat down with the others gathered there, seemingly at ease. In reality, he was tensed and ready for action, his fight or flight responses primed and set to go off within a millisecond. When you sat down at the table with predators, it was best to stay on guard unless you wanted to wind up on the menu. And so to the outside world Will seemed perfectly calm, but on the inside he was steeling himself for all out war.

Carefully, making sure to keep it tightly focused and hard for anyone but it's intended recipient to pick up,Will sent a thought to Krii'Ouse. *I don't like this Sethe. Something's up. Send a message to Haven. Tell them to go to full alert and complete lock down, we can't let ourselves be caught off guard like we were with the Lunites.*

Taking another quick glance at Rogue, Will added another thought. *And tell them to be sure to have vamp-killing rounds on hand. I've got a very bad feeling right now.*

Cutting off the mental contat, Will sat back in his chair, waiting impatiently for the meeting to get under way.