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Post by Lucian on Fri Feb 26, 2016 3:17 am

The journey to the resident of Sophonax and her large congregation of female Djinn had been an interesting one. He wasn't certain on why he had felt the need to make this trek. It was a danger to be certain. This land....it had ties to another Empire not affiliated with his own. It was claimed by another, even if the owner of these lands refused to accept that simple fact. But it was evident. The Djinn known as Khooey was claimed by a Prince of Celesin. Claimed as a mate and possibly more. How the Dra'sin Emperor and his King Empress (no pun intended) viewed this possible match was open to interpretation and likely anyone's guess. The girl Khooey offered no land or titles beside possible ownership over the land that he currently found himself walking through. The girl also had power of some sort. She had been worthy enough to work for the one known as Fenris of Olfwood. And now she had climbed the ladder of success in the Celesin Empire.

He paused in his steps as he turned his head to gaze down at the rough patch of land he was on. Snow covered most of the land. A blizzard unlike any other. It was surreal. Anyone else, anyone human, would have surely needed more coating. He found himself staring at the cold element that surrounded him. If he truly wanted to, he could have gone along faster to get to his destination. This would be traveler was clothed for the occasion. Perhaps a tad under dressed even. The suit he wore was a dark grey, a white collared shirt underneath, and a blood red tie taking its place over the shirt. Over that, he wore a grey coat that seemed to cover his person. With that, matching pants and gloves that were to accommodate the weather. And on top of the young man's head? A hat. It was not so obscene or cliche as a fedora but it was of a classical nature. Something a business man would certainly wear.

He kept moving onward through that forest for miles on end. He had decided to avoid arriving in a space shuttle for his own reasons. He had traveled too much by shuttle and, instead, had opted for a drop off and a nice walk through the forest. It gave the young man time to clear his own head and come up with a perfectly logical reason for actually being here. A business proposition had been the initial reason. But......he had become interested in why the Celesin Empire was so interested in this ranch and the girls who lived there. And so here he was. Walking through snow and dirt in some odd attempt to assess a possible threat.

So he trekked on. Continued to walk as though there was no care in the world. As though he didn't have the fate of an entire Empire on his shoulders. The young man kept his head held high and his eyes alert. His own feelings going out in case he needed to be aware of a threat that might come his way. And considering who he was going to visit, that might just be the case.

Passing the five mile marker, Prince Lucian Shuinsai would continue on his way to what was going to likely be an interesting conversation between him and the local residents. And whatever guests that they might have holed up in that ranch.

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Post by Røse on Fri Feb 26, 2016 7:42 pm

Whinnie-Sloane said something ridiculous again and laughter burst through the snow followed shortly by a brief coughing fit. The arrival at the compound was lucky enough to have come between storms and a brief spell of warmth had taken out nearly twenty four inches of snow on the plains and coniferous woodlands. Behind the lake and near the dual peaks of Soren and ‘The Lock’, however— there had been no break at all and the harsh winter raged on unabated.

Such is why Lucian was fortunate enough to have come at such a good time. ‘Good’ used loosely as the wind was ferocious through the pines and the snow blew thick with flakes the size of large coins and the yield already threatening to reach his ankles. Hopefully he was wearing something akin to proper footwear even if he wasn’t bothered by the bone shaking chill as Redpointe sat directly on the precipice of Sanctum’s Arctic circle equivalent. Still within the ‘greener’ and obviously farmable land, of course.

The laugh belonged to Rose who, exactly like Whinnie just knew they were going to have a lazy day making their security rounds. It was winter in these lands and the last guest they’d had come around had been nearly three weeks ago. Who in their right mind came seeing business from the compound or the Matron this deep into their harshest season? The snow would let up only in April but they were accustomed to having a few snow events even as deep as June. In their eyes people should have known better as it wasn’t just that true northern weather that only natives seemed able to survive and thrive in but that the land itself was alive and dangerous in indescribable ways. There was a reason only Sophonax seemed able to tame a part of it and eke out a rather profitable existence and provide a safe haven for lost girls.

So when their ward cuffs begin to jingle it surprised Rose enough that she dropped the pipe she’d been passing between them and frowned. She’d just watched it sink into half a foot of snow— while they were both on the back of their Equus Helios horses, of course. Syzygy whinnied and so did Croix; the black beast that the other gal on duty sat atop.

’Y’fuckin’ kidding me?’ she’d say whilst shaking her head. She was going to have to come out later and dig through the white to find that piece of it was likely going to get piled on and not be revealed until the summer. The blue ring secured to the leather cuffs for both girls strained while glowing; demanding that they do their duty as sentinels and meet whoever had passed the five mile warding. And whoever it was, the wards were having an overreaction of sorts— powerful? They’d had a lot of heavy hitters come up before but never any hostility from them yet. Last time? It was to buy one of the extremely expensive breeds of horse or the similar hounds they were known for as well. ’Gwen-Gwen-Gwenna. Got company. Take the back.’ was delivered into a two way held in Rose’s hand before she and her duty partner pulled their flat brimmed hats down, crossed the acreage in front of the main ranch sprawl and went to meet whoever was coming up at the gate.

Powerful people usually dropping in just to purchase horse didnt mean they could be lazy and shirk protocol. They heard faint horse hooves take the path around the dormitory until they faded; making a wide circle outside of the gated confined, into the wood and down the path to observe the visitor, unseen at a far enough distance that a quick defensive approach was possible but even Whinnie’s sensitive hearing and other talents couldn’t pick Gwenna up. So much for a lazy day. It was only three PM but the sun was already setting. They’d been weeks out of the Polar Night, thankfully, but daylight was still scarce this time of year.

At three miles in Lucian would see the two young women on horseback approaching; both had brown skin— one with bright eyes in a startling pale shade with irises that seemed too large for a human and her features were very similar to the known matron, Sophonax. The other was a touch lighter with dark eyes, very high cheekbones and a slightly stockier build; her skin bearing a more red tone and she bore upturned, almond shape eyes. Most likely a descendant of the indigenous people who lived in an adjacent terrain nearly a thousand miles from Redpointe. And the horses they rode on were likely bigger than any he’d seen and black as night with uniform crimson eyes. If he had seen the infamous horses the Primoris rode on, he’d recognize these as the same breed.

’Hail. What’s your destination, stranger?’ from the one with a wolf’s eyes and hair pulled into a low knot on the back of her skull. The other had a short, severe haircut.

’Harsh times for traveling. Y’seeking shelter, trade?’ Rose would say; immediately wondering what the fellow was doing out in this storm looking ready for a men’s magazine cover shoot. Reminded her of the guy Khooey was seeing. ’And hopefully not selling vacuums or kitchen knives?’ she’d say in a lower tone; getting a hiss from Whinnie and a demand to shut her mouth.
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Re: Let's Get Down To Business

Post by Lucian on Fri Feb 26, 2016 11:54 pm

The snow didn't seem to matter as much in the long run. None of the area truly mattered. Though it was of an interest to the Prince as he continued on his trek through the wilderness. His own senses were attuned to the area to get a "feel" for what was coming. And he felt those wards for certain. But he paid them little mind. Instead he would continue to just trek on as though this were an every day occurrence to him. His eyes attuned to the scenery before him but his focus on so much more that was around. He knew that the alarms were being sounded. A possible unknown threat was approaching. Lucian could only wonder what "boogeyman" stories were told about his people in these Celesin parts. Likely ones of horror and debauchery. Even so, he was a Prince of Dorian. He would not be deterred by anything. Least of all the cold weather of this land.

That was when he felt it. The shift in the air. The feeling of eyes on him. The feeling of weapons that could be used on him. Could being the proper word. His head was raised and those eyes assessed the pair of women with something akin to amusement in his gaze. The faintest twitch of his upper lip as he brought both hands up to adjust the hat over his head. It might be hard to tell but the six digits he had on both hands were an indicator of something else. And he raises those eyes up at the horse rider.

"The Redpointe Ranch would be my destination, madame." His tone was one of amusement indeed. His speech pattern had a certain formality to it. But the formality was not one with a dullness to it. No. The way he regarded them both was most definitely filled with mirth. As though he was privy to some private joke. One that they were certainly not in on. But alas, it was likely his sense of humor did not align with these girl's. Different social circles and different interpretations of humor and all that.

Those eyes continued to assess the pair. Going from one to the next as he thought on who he should try to address. The Prince had stopped in place when seeing them approach but would continue to move forward to the pair. His arms raised to show he was not armed with any weapon. At least nothing visible. And yet, he had been able to alert their wards of a higher danger of sorts. "I was hoping to speak to the one known as Sophonax? I've heard that she does a good bargain on cattle.  Was trying to see if perhaps I could discuss with her possible terms of payment for cattle and whatever else might be sold at this Ranch. Grainery and the like." He smiles all the same, a gentler one, as he looks up at the one known as Rose. The ears were pointy, he had an extra digit on each finger, and his own skin was of a more vanilla color compared to their own. He was definitely not a local, that was for certain.

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Post by Røse on Sat Feb 27, 2016 12:30 am

Depending on how attuned Lucian was to scents and other talents to do with sensitive, preternatural senses he would pick up plenty of iron, modern smokeless powder and primer from the weapons on both girls. the long highwayman style overcoats of fleece and leather were ever so slightly bulky on their frames as underneath they wore rather sophisticated light body armor.

Both young women were strapped with no less than three firearms and wore back harnesses that kept customized machete style blades personally designed and crafted by non other than Rose herself along with the firearms. Redpointe wasn’t only known for exporting meat, spirits, beers, ciders, wines and other goods— they had a well respected production line of blades and arms as well usually special ordered by single customers with an appreciation for fine craftsmanship. Identical bandoliers fully equipped with three different types of shells— also handmade by Rose— were slung over their right shoulders.

As the stranger looked Rose over she certainly picked up on his smug disposition and it resulted in an instant and powerful dislike and mistrust. However, she wasn’t omnipotent and chalked it up to him being some well moneyed city boy who thought he’d stumbled upon a hamlet of cute mountain bumpkins with big tits and room temperature IQs. Surely he must have thought all they knew was cows, beers and putting shoes on their horses.

’Well, y’come to the right place, obviously.’ purred Rose; her drawl nowhere near as powerful as her mother’s. ’As for cattle? Depends on the breed you’re looking for. Can’t say you’d be in for a ‘bargain’ as our animals are top of the chain but the Matron’s all about haggling. You th’ hagglin’ type, sir?’ She earned another squint from Whinnie-Sloane and figured she’d be put on the backburner for talking to potential customers soon.

Those wild, pale eyes coursed from his face and ears and down to his hands— Lucian might catch her squint for just a moment as she had surely thought herself mistaken at first glance for how many fingers he possessed. But it was rude to stare. Whinnie caught that too, could be heard groaning and took over speaking.

Don’t mind Rose any, she’s all piss and vinegar. You’re in luck mister, she’s actually around this time. You can follow us if you’d like. from Whinnie; finally speaking for the first time. She had a deeper voice than Rose with less of an accent. The other girl sucked her teeth but turned her enormous horse around in sync with Whinnie and both looked back toward Lucian— waiting for him to walk between the horses rather than behind them. Somewhere down the trail Gwenna, atop their own young Helios filly, sealed the formation.

By now the early night was near full; a huge full moon visible over the two story ranch home in the distance in a manner most picturesque. Eventually Lucian would see that it was not just the rather fetching and magnificent mountain home but sprawling horse and cow pens over what was at least forty or so acres of land whence the pines stopped, a obviously newer building in brick to the left of the house for the wards and behind the house- the production facilities and silos. Behind all constructs: a wide, frozen lake acting as a border between the establishment and huge, rocky mountain peaks.
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Post by Lucian on Sat Feb 27, 2016 1:03 am

"Oh I'm sure I have." The mirth in his eyes was still evident. However, the assessing look he gave might have been construed as a desire of a sexual nature. Perhaps they thought him a lost rich boy who had ventured too far from home. Or perhaps an executive officer for some company who was hoping to purchase whatever could be got from the likes of these mountain women. But all the same, Lucian continued to stare with that sort of amusement behind his eyes. As though this was nothing more than a simple walk in the park for him. As though it were not an exercise or a business venture. That was how it was for the Prince. For the women, they were more than welcome to assume he was some young man who couldn't control himself with the opposite sex.

The way the woman, Rose, spoke reminded Lucian of an old teacher of his who was passive aggressive. Who used niceties too be cruel for cruelties sake. He recalled very fondly the day she was flogged. "Oh I'm new in the market. I can't admit to knowing much about all that. But I can haggle like no tomorrow!" And he grins wide as he brings up his right fist in an 'I'm definitely smart but completely out of my element' moment. To business people, Lucian might come across as an over confident cocky kid who possibly had more than enough money to lose in a business venture. At least that's what it looked like. When the woman, Rose, gave that scrutinizing look at his hand, Lucian's own facial expression shifted to one of being uncomfortable. He reached up and tugged at the glove to better adjust it over his hand.

She was being terribly rude for staring.

"Oh no problem at all, miss. We're all just having a good laugh here after all." He reaches into that coat, perhaps a bit too quickly, to pull out what looked like a small canteen. Alcohol or maybe just warm water. He sipped at it and held the canister in his right hand. The young man stepped forward until he found himself surrounded by the pair of them. And, even then, he found himself grinning far too much. Perhaps he was a little sure of himself. Or maybe he just looked like a guy who was getting a lucky score with two beautiful women. It was hard to tell when they didn't know who he was.

His eyes assessed the area as he got a visual on it all. The moonlight from above was shining. Illuminating everything as he saw the simplicity behind it all. He saw the home life. The simple life of never having to wonder when the dagger would enter through your back. The many acres were all assessed under that gaze of his. Taking it all in as he just continued to walk.

"So this one is Rose. And you would be?" He looks up to the other with a bashful smile. Too much emotion into it perhaps. But also no teeth shown. Not just yet. It was a bit childish but the young man couldn't help himself. He was in character after all. Young, bashful, possibly looking for someone of the opposite gender for one night of regret. Who knew?

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Post by Røse on Sat Feb 27, 2016 1:32 am

The moment they crossed onto the lands from the pines and through the last gate entrance (bearing a rather adorable and characteristically wooden sign with the letters heat-etched into it reading “REDPOINTE V&V. Unity! Above! All!”) Lucian who had felt the last wards would revisit the effect in a much stronger manner. He’d certainly passed the second and stronger version; it would leave his skin tingling for a moment if he were still so intuned with them.

“Are we now?” A stifled snort of a laugh from Rose when he said he was good at haggling and mentioned them all having a good laugh. Maybe she was being a bit too hard on him even if it was somewhat subtle. The young man was cocksure alright but did indeed seem woefully out of his element. But there was something else about his presence that made the hair on the back of her neck stand on end. That and she figured she’d possibly and accidentally tapped into one of his vulnerabilities when looking at his hands and extra digits— the glove adjustment had been noted. Perhaps it was a deformity?

My name is Whinnibel Sloane Redghast. Just Whinnie-sloane if it pleases you. That’s Rose Tabria NaGig, Matron’s daughter.’ And if Lucian looked from Whinnie-Sloane (who he may note had eyes of a deep, ruddy red rather than the dark brown they may have appeared as before) toward Rose he’d get a wink from the wild, wolf-eyed daughter of Sophonax and a tip of her hat. The smile on her face was lazy but taken part and parcel from her mother.

Whinnie herself was giving the man an occasional strange glance. Nothing lingering or obvious, but both women were intuned with their guts and their guts, along with the wards, were setting them both off. However, both could admit that it didnt take much these days to trip their wires. Life of Ranch Sentinels always came with some false positives when it came to reading people. And city folk were always a little squirrely.

They brought him across the snow coated expanse of clear land until they reached the ranch house’s wraparound cedar porch. Both dismounted and tethered their steeds to the railing on the stairs. He’d not that Rose didn’t possess much in height at her average 5’6 but Whinnie was at least six feet tall. Both noticed that their guest wasn’t lacking in the height department and if he wasn’t well dressed with nice proportions they might have called him ‘hobbledehoy’.

I’ll go see about Soph. from Whinnie, who started up the stairs. “Who’m I saying has come to call, Sir?” she’d say, pausing to turn back toward him. Rose had only climbed one stair but leaned against the railing, intent on staying outside with him as was protocol. Strangers didn’t go anywhere alone and weren’t left that way, either. She lit a slim black cigarillo with a flame produced by snapping her fingers and looked to him; waiting to hear what he called himself.

“Don’t forget t' offer him a drink, Sloane. Hospitality, remember? It’s the Redpointe way.” said Rose, and likely no one would be able to tell if she was being sarcastic or sincere. In any case, Whinnie nodded and looked to Lucian; expecting an answer for that as well. When and if she recieved it, she'd vanish into the house leaving the pair behind.

Thick, fragrant smoke trailed from Rose's generous lips and she held the pack of cigarillos out for him. Notes of tea-rose, star anise and clove could be picked up in the exhaust. "It's the Redpointe way...." she'd repeat, giving him that lazy half smile.
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Post by Lucian on Mon Feb 29, 2016 2:37 pm

He had continued on this walk with a bored expression on his face. The wooden sign declaring that the land they were now on was Redpointe certainly had his attention. It let him know that, finally, he had arrived at his destination. The destination he had painstakingly been trying to get to by means of walking for some time now. It had been a nice journey and it had given him the necessary time to think on how he would approach this ranch owner with his proposition.

"Oh you have no idea." And once more he would flash a smile at the woman, Rose, with those pearly whites. And in the darkness of the night, she would likely not see the fangs that came with his teeth. His own eyes lit with that same amusement as before. All expressions of grief now gone when it came to the gloved hands. Yes he would have been unable to hide the six fingers. It was a notable trait concerning his mother's side of his family. But appearing discomforted and possibly shameful about it would make him appear more weak. More sympathetic to these women and perhaps they would be more than willing to discuss what he had come here to start between their business and himself.

"A pleasure, Miss Redghast." It was a mouthful of a name but Lucian would do his best to remember all of it. The eye color change had been noted and Lucian did indeed turn his head to look at Rose once more. And once again, a curious expression came over his face. The matron's daughter. She had a hand in this business. It would do good to win her over if that was the case. However, Lucian had a feeling that she might be getting snarky with him. Perhaps he came across too cocky but that was the personality that was chosen for the time being. And, curious as ever, he raised his right hand up and tipped the front of his hat in a similar gesture to the wolf eyed daughter of Sophonax. A gesture of proper greeting then in this odd country.

The Prince said nothing else at that point. His hand went down to his coat pockets as he just carried along with the pair. Not complaining about the cold or the pair having horses while he had to walk along. They went across the land and would find themselves before the porch of a great house. His eyes flickered across the entirety of the place, head turning as well to look at the patches of land that seemed to spread out so far. He was getting a feel for the land before him as he thought of how to address the owner whenever she appeared.

And finally he would look back up at Whinnie with that smile once more on his face. A bit bashful but still optimistic as ever. "My name is Lucian. And whatever you have will be fine, Miss." No last name. No identification or business card to confirm whoever he was or whoever he represented. It was highly unlikely that they were involved in Dorian politics, much less knew who the crown prince of the Dorian Empire was. When Whinnie went inside and he was left with Rose, Lucian would continue to observe the land with that curious expression. But behind it there was something analyzing. Taking in the entire country side and perhaps even.....a longing of some sort? The simplistic life seemed beyond him. The peacefulness most definitely was beyond his grasp. But perhaps this was what it would all lead to.

His head turned back to Rose, as though finally realizing she was still here and thinking it was rude to not so much as acknowledge her, and he would bring up his left hand. All six digits raised and slightly waving at the offered pack. Declining the offered pack with a smile. No. He did not partake in that habit. It had never interested him and felt almost improper. "This land is truly something else. Miss Sophonax must be truly proud of herself for creating all this." He commented as he brought both hands back into those coat pockets when he turned to face Rose. Those of his on her once more with the smallest of smiles on his face. It was a compliment on his part. Perhaps she would understand that and not hold it against him for looking like a "city boy."

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Post by Røse on Thu Mar 03, 2016 6:35 am

Whinnie could likely be seen moving through the house by the pair she’d left outside— it was an enormous property; built sturdy and custom with the best materials and no corner cutting of any sort some time ago. Perhaps remodeled once or twice, at that. At a glance it was obvious that the Redpointe Estate was a wealthy one even if quite remote and favoring a rustic and rugged aesthetic. The search for Sophonax seemed to have gotten complicated as the taller of the Sentinels could first be seen taking one of the varnished wood staircases to the second floor, returning to the first and then opening a door and entering the sprawl of the basement. Rose watched the entire thing and whistled after retracting her smoking case from ‘Lucian’, no last name and shoving it back into her duster’s internal pocket.

“Well, look’s like thing’s got kinda complicated.” she’d say just before Whinnie’s powerful and loug walk coming to an end as she returned through the front double doors. “Let me guess—”

Can’t fuck— ...I couldn’t find her. Sorry Whinnie cut Rose of and put a hand over her mouth after swearing in front of the guest. Bad manners and all. Soph would have had it out on them if she were around. Rose rolled her eyes and took off her wide brimmed hat; revealing that her hair had a funny, multicolored sheen in the light. She truly did favor Sophonax while having dark hair rather than stark white and flecked with crimson much like a certain desert Empress Lucian may recall.

“Welp. Sir, you’d best come inside. I reckon Soph’s getting down to something in the breweries or the freezer stores. She’s never much outside the house when back from a trade run unless its for a bit o’ work around the compound. I kin she’ll be back around in, oh...twenty? Maybe half an hour.” And with that she’d lead him up the cedarwood stairs and into the house.

Inside it was as expected: stone and tasteful wood structuring that managed to make the old horned possibly an elk above the free standing mantle in the center of the first floor’s open plan. The kitchen was yet another over equipped sprawl with two double-unit refrigerators and a chest freezer. More meant for large restaurants than residences, but, the Redpointe house fed plenty of mouths. Peanut butter colored suede furniture was motioned toward; inviting the pale fellow with his extra digits to have a seat and enjoy the comforts of a true mountain home.

“Oh, right— Drink. “ from Whinnie who had circled around the large, bending island that separated the huge sitting room from the cooking area with a glass of something brown. It was bourbon of high quality and certainly well aged. Minimal deductive logic would suggest that they’d been brewing for quite some time. She approached Lucian with a wan smile and put it on the mahogany and glass coffee table in front of him. One enormous ice sphere teetered in the cocktail glass.

Rose could be heard speaking into some sort of unseen two-way with a command for “Gwenna and Lu” to take over the Sentinel rounds. Lucian would be privy to a casual viewing of them removing their dusters. Underneath the coats, both women didn’t suddenly reveal prairie skirts, leather vests and other characteristic clothing. Instead they had on rather sophisticated light body armor including tactical vests and harnesses; the all black machetes against both their spines with nylon rigging, pistol belts holding their guns, side holsters Rose even removed a folded, high tech crossbow which was then dumped haphazardly on the counter. Under the war-ready accoutrements; black form fitting cargo pants and under-armor style shirts that kept the horrible cold from reaching their bones. Both unzipped the vests and pulled off the nearly SCUBA style thick tops to reveal simple ribbed undershirts while looking relieved to be free of so much weight not unlike war or riot gear.

“Anyway, my Ma sure is proud. Maybe too proud. She makes us guard it like a damned dragon hoarding gold.” from the Matron’s daughter who was currently unbraiding her long, wild hair and getting a cross stare from Whinnie. “So what’s a man of culture like you doing in the market for expensive cattle, Mr Lucian? Going into some kind of business, I ken?” pale eyes trained on him as she stalked back across the room from the kitchen and one of her hands had apparently seized the whiskey bottle he’d been given a few ounces from.

Without a care in the world Rose tipped the bottle; pale eyes trained on him and her free hand lifting up the undershirt to scratch her lower belly.




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Post by Lucian on Thu Mar 03, 2016 1:49 pm

Lucian continued to gaze at the land of Redpointe with that same expression of curiosity mixed with a longing of sorts. He wanted something like this. Peaceful. Home. His life had been one of teachings, schooling, and so much war and death. But something like this land was what he had always strived for. What he had wanted all of Dorian to be like. At peace and not at war with those who thought themselves better than his family. It was a faint hope but it was there all the same. His gaze turned away from the land however and to the rather well designed house that they lived in. He could see the girl, Whinnie, attempting to locate the matron of this settlement without any success. His brow furrowed and the Prince thought perhaps that his arrival was poorly timed. Perhaps she was elsewhere......or observing from a safe location. And just like that, Lucian felt uncertain about his presence in this unknown land that he had ventured too alone.

"You don't say." He replied to the Matron's daughter with a bemused expression on his face. This however did lack the amount of mirth that he had expressed earlier. Instead he watched the pair with a smile on his face. However, he was thrown off guard by the hair being revealed. The sheen of it and just the style reminded him all too well about his newest ally and soon to be neighbor. And once more, he recalled the priestess Herzog and those eyes of hers. His brow furrows as he wonders about the connections. A feeling of unease at the prospect that it was all connected and that he was being played.

It wouldn't end well for any of them if that was the case. He would make certain of that.

He says nothing else. But there is a wariness to him as he gazes up at the house. But perhaps they would think he was being anxious at the prospect of entering the home of two lovely young women. The young man shifts for a moment before making his way up those stairs and awkwardly entering the home. He had been ready to enter the home and discuss terms. And yet, Lucian felt like he was about to enter a lion's den.

The Prince steps through the doorway and analyzes everything. From the beautifully colored wood to the kitchen and all the equipment that was there. The obscenely large table must have been for the large family that Sophonax had gathered. His eyes went to the couch and, slowly, he would make his way over there and be seated. His hands coming up and slowly tugging off those gloves to reveal the six digits he had on either hand. The fingers flexed and instantly when feeling the warmness of the air and not the usual freezing cold that had been outside. And, slowly, he would take off the hat he wore and set it on the arm of the couch he was not sat on. His hair wasn't as long as his father's but it did go down to above his shoulder line.

"Thank you."
The faintest of smiles once more on his face as he took the offered drink. He pauses for a moment to consider his options. He was in an unknown residence with unknown people. It would not do to be caught unawares. It was time to attempt something. His concentration went into it as he felt his aura activate. Scent The Prey was the technique that Lucian was attempting. His influence of power extending as he sought to feel everything. The others were unlikely to feel the effect but Lucian himself would sense everything. The way the house was designed. The cobblestone and woodwork put into making this place. The kitchen and the furniture all around. Along with the people before him. Along with anyone who might be choosing to spy......or if there was anything other than bourbon in his drink.

The drink, if there was nothing to it other than the alcohol and ice, would be sipped cautiously. He did not know the vendor and the year. And he needed his wits about him if he was going to talk and negotiate. Twenty minutes. Maybe even a half an hour. That was what they had told him. His eyes did raise to the pair as he watched them start to undress. But the body armor and weapons they had certainly removed more about his hosts than Lucian had first suspected. They were well trained in their craft.

He leans back into the couch with the drink in hand. His own gaze having flickered away from the pair whose stripping might have caused any other young man to fluster and perhaps drool at the sight of two beautiful women who were possibly red and sweaty underneath all that weighted clothing and tools. He sips the alcoholic drink like an expert. There was no pinky out but he sipped it all the same. He enjoyed the burning that went down his throat and the warmness it gave. He had been frightfully cold for some time after all.

"I am here for the same reason you protect this land for your mother." And he watches the small ice in his drink. His eyes gazing at it rather than the obscene display that Rose might have shown. The mirth in his eyes was gone. The smile having faded away as he just continued to stare at the drink with that same analytical expression. "Duty to one's family. Ensuring to protect what they have entrusted to you protect and care for." His eyes raise and he looks directly at the other woman. His eyes might have thrown her off. The stare was one of seriousness. And she might realize the facade had faded. "However big or small we must do our duty by our family, no? That is why I am here Miss Rose. To protect my family's interests. To do my part in helping my blood." And he downs the drink in one big gulp. No more sipping. Just enjoying the burning that went with consuming the drink whole. Lucian holds the glass out to Rose in an almost friendly manner as though to ask if he could please have another. The truth had been rankled out of him it seemed.

If she did pour for him or if she gave him the bottle to pour himself, he would continue to speak. "I'd much rather speak to your mother about these matters but I suppose my reasoning for being here could be explained. My father has entrusted me with the production of a land site that is one of our many 'projects'. Construction has yet to begin so I was hoping to start on any form of food production for the populace who will be living there, along with the construction crews who will be working night and day to make it a reality." And if his glass was refilled, one way or another, he would bring it back up for another sip. "I had hoped to begin a partnership between this ranch and my settlement of land to help feed the people who will be under my care. And that is the truth, Miss Rose."

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Re: Let's Get Down To Business

Post by Røse on Fri Mar 04, 2016 12:11 am

The unexpected jingle drew Rose’s eyes down. She’d just lowered the whiskey bottle and had traipsed over to Lucian with wide swaying hips— not trying to seduce him by any means, but, she had a naturally lazy and sinuous gait. A bit of stooping to top him off and a pause. Lucian would see the cuff on her left wrist, a double layered leather affair with belt style punctures and clasps; a ring of an unnatural looking metal affixed to a loop of nickel. He would recognize the milky, pale metal as the same material Ghanima had given to him in the form of bullion bricks atop silk pillows handled by her Orda sorceress attaches. Except now the metal ring glowed a brilliant blue— and it was pointing toward him.

Rose said nothing and only turned her strange eyes to him; one of her eyebrows raising. In the background Whinnie had also paused and lifted her forearm as her own matching dousing cuff did the same. A long moment would pass as both women eyed him...and then they seemed, simply, to let it go. A strange and suspicious event, for sure. At least now he may understand that the Empress had given him something possibly more valuable than just a pretty and expensive lump of metal from their mines.

’De nada.’from Rose, who’d given Lucian a healthy refill before circling back around the coffee table and going to sit in the mantle column; planting her behind on the raised brick before the hearth, leaning forward and lacing her fingers across her knees. ’She won’t be long but I can tell you right out the gate Sophie won’t be about any partnerships. One big cornerstone of her operation is keeping control in the hands of Redpointe V&V with nothing that compromises our demand for production or autonomy. You know what I mean?’  As she had held onto the whiskey bottle, she’d tip it again. Whinnie remained near the kitchen island looking uneasy with her arms crossed over her chest. The activation of the ward dousing bangles had certainly given her the hinks. Rose seemed immediately nonplussed again as soon as it was over.

‘What she is interested in are th’ kind of deals that become subscriptions of sort. You get enough cattle and you get kicked a pretty good discount, an’ we’d deliver them wherever needed on a timed schedule. A bit extra if you’re wanting us to cull and section them out for you but its not so big an amount it becomes a big financial burden.” Another tip of the bottle as she’d wait to see what sort of facial expressions he’d make to her words. It was clear that Rose wasn’t just the daughter of the Matron, but she had some form of authority on the grounds not only as a Sentinel, but as a second. Only Khooey could have boasted having as much influence had she not moved away.

Rose continued speaking; gesturing with her hands and somehow managing not to tip the bottle and lose any whiskey.

‘Anyhow, we’ve got other operations all over the continent and some others. Land purchased for off site production, rearing even more bovine turnover, stuff like that. Its not that you’d be the first comin’ by wantin’ to work out a partnership an’ you certainly won’t be the last. You’d have to offer something pretty damned amazing to convince Soph to give up full operational autonomy. Likes running it her way with no obligations to anyone else.’
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Post by Sune on Fri Mar 04, 2016 12:46 pm

Sune'ere had been in his room in the basement, cleaning one of his newly made revolvers. Brushing away excess metal from the rune etchings he was doing by hand of all things. It was frustrating him to no end, he had the patience for the work making the gun, it was something new. But rune drawing on the weapon itself he had been doing for years on end now. Surely there was an easier way to do it? Well yes, but he was currently making the new weapon based off a crazy new theory of his so he would need a control to test out against other methods. Either way it kept his hands off the ranch girls, for the most part.

He heard people shuffling around above him and had a good idea as to who it was without needing to take a look. Then more feet, and muffled talking. Coming in from a ride? Didn't really matter to him, if they needed him they knew where he would be until he got hungry and started cooking.

Then something happened, something that just raised the hairs on the back of his neck. His senses couldn't deny that there was something off going on upstairs. Setting down his work in progress he would slip a single gun holster onto his shoulder and slip his ax into the holster on his leg. Sliding out into the downstairs hallway, he would come up the stairs, and exit from the basement and move towards the room where they were all conversing. There were no screams and nothing that tipped him off that things were taking a bad turn or else he may of been a bit less lazy in his approach.

Sune was barefoot, with a pair of worn work slacks on. A beat up white tee shirt, and a not even buttoned up collared shirt was his attire. Messy short white hair, and a goatee that was starting to look like it could benefit from a trim, while the rest of his face was covered in a light dusting of five o'clock shadow. He raised a hand in greeting to Rose and Whinnie before stopping and eyeing the new person.

"New help?" He questioned at Lucian and the other girls, wondering if they were hiring more people to work the area. He went into the kitchen and let them talk for a moment, before he would find a glass and some water before coming back out sipping at the simple drink.

"This place will do a city looking guy like you some good. It did me and Ed good when we came here last year, and it's been doing wonders for my outlook since I got here a few weeks ago. " He smiled openly, before giving a sidelong glance at Rose before focusing back on the new person. Though they didn't seem to be threatening, something had happened earlier that set him into a fight or flight kind of mode. By the fact that he had weapons openly displayed on his person, it was obvious he would be the kind to fight if things went south here.
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Post by Lucian on Fri Mar 04, 2016 3:55 pm

He had attempted something. Something that immediately drew the attention of both of the pair in the house. His bemusement had been evident as he saw the ring pointed towards him. It appeared they had defenses for this sort of thing. Or rather an alarm system to alert them of others who were trying to sense the premises. His eyes flickered from Rose to the equally confused Whinnie about this predicament. What were they going to do? Attack him outright? And yet, Lucian didn't doubt they would attempt such a feat if they felt threatened by his presence. But all the same he would remain seated with his drink. His eyes showing that same bemusement once more as he realized the trinket he had been given by the lovely Empress from Black Sun. Oh yes, the lines were starting to blur when it came to all these interesting females his father forced him to introduce himself too.

The drink was refilled and Lucian raised the glass up to sip once more. And his brow furrows for a moment as he looks up at the daughter of Sophonax with some confusion. He listens to the woman speak about the business that her mother owned and how they operated. They wanted ownership of whatever land they were in charge of and the cattle. He says nothing as the woman defends her mother to claim that no partnership would be necessary and that it likely wouldn't end up like that for Lucian. His left hand raises then as though to stop the other in mid-speech.

"Forgive me. I did not mean a literal business partner. No no. I have more than enough on my plate with what I have to look forward to. Both from foreign forces and even my own new neighbors. No I meant a partnership strictly in the sense of.....a subscription. Adding my name and the name of my settlement as a client for your business. I meant partnership in the sense of being assured that there would be no.....problems. No matter if they involve us or other parties who might get involved. No conflict of interest so to spe--"

He had been ready to sip at his drink again, hoping to Hell he has gotten their attention on that, when he feels it. A presence that certainly rings his own alarms. It comes up from the basement as a dweller and Lucian's smile seems to fade as he does his best to remain composed. And everything seems to slow as Lucian feels his world spin for just a moment. His head turns towards the hallway and to where the rival Prince was approaching. The man appeared for only a few more moments to address the females before moving into the kitchen away from them.

Lucian's left hand clenches tightly. Those fingernails digging into the palm of his hand as the glass was gripped just a bit too tightly. He raises it to his lips and takes a long sip. The conversation over between him and the females for the moment. He had made it clear that he had wanted to be a client for Redpointe. And that he wanted no conflict of interest in the matter as well. The conflict likely would come from the man who was deciding on a colder beverage rather than something warm.

His eyes were on the other male with something on the levels of apathy in his stare. But behind the apathy was something analytical. A coldness that might be frightening but an efficiency that was apparent as he eyed the other male in his whole. The axe and the pistol were most definitely noted. Lucian himself might or might not have had weapons on his person. That was yet to be revealed. Lucian would slowly rise up from his seat, standing at his impressive 6'4 height, as he moves around that table to walk towards the rival Prince. No smile on his face but his right hand, now free of the drink, would stretch out towards the other. The six digits now more than obvious on the hand as he sought to properly greet the rival Prince. "A pleasure to make your acquaintance ."

But he would continue to observe the other with that same analytical stare before, slowly, a smirk tugged at the right corner of his lip. And Sune'ere would most certainly see the fanged tip of a tooth there as he smiled at the Prince. His gaze staring so deep that it looked like he were trying to stare into the others very soul. The power behind the grip had to be strong as well with something else pouring into it. Perhaps Sune'ere would get a feel of what power he truly had.

When his hand was released, Lucian would step back from the Prince. Satisfied to have properly shook the hand of the other as he moves back for the couch before pausing.

"Just someone looking to purchase some cattle and other items, I'm afraid. No interest in actually doing the work myself. I have plenty of work with my soon to be home." And that was what Korel was. A new home for him to start fresh. And to prove his worth as a leader. It was something he was most eager to prove himself in. To be the leader to a society that he knew he could be. And trade agreement and negotiation were key parts to being a ruler. He moves to sit back down. His eyes on Sune'ere most of all. Ready to see just how this man ticked.

"Ah yes. You and uh.....'Ed'." And if there was amusement in his tone, it doesn't show well. Instead he decides on another alternative way to properly introduce himself to the rival Prince. And a way to show just who Redpointe would be dealing with. "How does it go again?  Oh yes.....Case number 1123-A: The Redpointe Case. Client was owner of Redpointe Ranch Sophonax. Other parties involved were her immediate family." And here he gestures to both Whinnie and Rose with his drink. "Along with Celesin commander Khooey being involved in the case. And Prince Caden Dra'sin of the Celesin Empire." And here he has to pause for dramatic effect. No doubt angering this man. "Agents sent to investigate the case were Agent Sune'ere Dra'sin and.... Agent Edward Elric. Both of them co-owners of Angelo's Detective Agency after the original owner's unfortunate passing. Both of them sent to handle a threat that was passing through the protective wards that the Redpointe Ranch had in place." The full name of Elric was most certainly sounded out as he leans back into his seat. His left arm now stretched out on the head of the couch as he maintains his composure. And he stares at them all. His eyes gleaming with both knowledge and glee at the fact that Sune'ere would now realize that they dealt with someone who had been involved in one way or another with Nexxian City after the disaster that had taken place. That Lucian had intimate details about cases that the Agency had worked.

"That must have been exciting considering all the parties involved." And he sips the drink without a care in the world. Enjoying the burning that went down his throat and to the pit of his stomach before he finishes it up. Enjoying the dig that might have been there about the conflict between Sune's brother and his friend. Old feelings of resentment now likely brought back up due to the reminder of what had happened last time Sune'ere had been here.

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Post by Røse on Fri Mar 04, 2016 7:35 pm

Rose drummed on her kneecaps as Lucian explained what he wanted; explaining to her that her description of an acceptable arrangement was more or less what he had wanted. That was a bit of a relief, wasnt it? Another tip of the whiskey bottle and she spoke just as she heard footsteps ascending the stairs from the basement. Sune’ere was arriving.

“Well, alright I mean— if that’s what you’re going for, I’d say— oh, hey you…an’ no, he’s looking to buy.” Lucian would catch Rose’s disposition change almost immediately from her no-nonsense mountain woman disposition to something softer; demonstrating a clear intimate infatuation with the broad shoulders, white haired and disheveled man who’d entered the main floor. She wore a lazy smile on her face that was more appropriate for moments between the two of them and behind closed doors; her uptilted and exotic eyes in warm platinum looking him over in a manner that was dangerous. That brief shift alone made it clear there were claws sunk in places and they meant to stay there. She even leaned around the hearth’s column playfully; strange dark hair cascading about with the movement.

“Wait, sirra. Was...was there more?” her query faded to a mumble as she watched Lucian after he trailed off rise and go to meet Sune’ere with his hand out and purpose. His disposition had changed too. It was vaguely challenging, or perhaps threatening? Confused, Rose hauled herself up from the hearth’s brick landing and knit her brows; giving them space but watching the exchange with pursed lips and confusion. Whinnie circled around the kitchen island to stand by her fellow sentinel with a similar expression.

Do they...know each other?”asked the taller femme.

“Ain’t got the faintest clue, Whin. Today just got weird.” Rose shook her head and finally decided she needed the remainder of her wits about her while putting the now half full whiskey bottle on the nearest intable. Both girls went to the center wall of the room and leaned up against it; arms crossed and brows furrowed. It might have looked like they were just sitting out of the way while the lads quite obviously puffed their chests out at each other— or one did, anyhow— but it was actually the perfect place in the setting to be able to watch nearly the entire main floor from a tactical advantage. They were trained to be so efficient it had become instinctual by now.

Both sets of eyes tracked Lucian with unease as he went to reclaim his seat and he began to speak— what he said became more alarming by the moment. He knew Sune’ere’s name, the name of the blond kid she’d met last year (and she couldnt help but gasp when it was mentioned he’d moved on. That threw Rose for a loop as she’d had no idea. Indeed, her eyes flicked briefly to Sune) and even Khooey. The details inspired her to push off the wall with both palms out.

“Okay, I’m not sure what’s going on here or why y’know our business or Khooey but I’m gonna put it out there that you’re givin’ me the Hinks where you clearly ain’t givin’ us much of anything else ‘sides well...some name droppin’. Can we just get the truth out because I’m startin’ to feel like you’re getting us involved in some kinda big spat an’ man, we don’t want any of that.” now the look she gave to Sune’ere was worried and then she looked past him— someone was very suddenly in the kitchen. A woman sharing Rose’s skin tone with hair as white as snow flecked with the occasional strand of angry crimson. She wore a red and white gingham shirt and old denim tucked into well worn gray leather boots and was facing away from everyone and moving pots from the sink into the rack with one hand and something smoldering in the other. Likely the same sort of smoke Rose had offered earlier to Lucian. She looked like she’d been there the entire time messing with the dishes. And when she turned from the sink to reveal her face— again, the resemblance to the empress of the Black Sun was incredible. They weren’t identical by any means, but the similarities were hard to ignore while this woman’s features were a bit bolder. Except rather than turquoise and sienna eyes, she had irises of pure blood red.

Coulda sworn I went an’ asked one of y’ to do th’ damned pots. Now y’ got ‘em stinkin’ up th’ entire kitchen. Smells like a rat’s ass in ‘ere.’ from Sophonax in her much stronger accent who was then traipsing casually from the kitchen into the livingroom while giving no sign she was aware or concerned about the sudden spike in tension. Instead, she approached Lucian and held a hand out. Small, brown and a little calloused but at least not wet or gross from the pots. Pleased ta make y’ acquaintance. Y’ wanna talk business, feel free t’ join me on th’ porch, eh? Y’ ever had hard lavender lemonade, Mr. Lucian? and Sophonax was all lazy charm; a personification of smooth, buttery leather, dandelions on a summer day and maybe a banjo. Everything about her put people at ease. How would Lucian receive her?
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Post by Sune on Sat Mar 05, 2016 1:20 am

Sune'ere wasn't so dense as to not catch Rose's change in disposition, and her own reaction would receive a much wider smile than he normally gave to people. He could of moved over to her side, a protective gesture, but he hardly felt she needed it. Once he sat down with his water, it seemed he had gotten the new guys attention in a most interesting of way. He knew he had a way with the ladies, but now even the guys were coming and flocking to him it would seem. The slightly taller Lucian would not be approached cautiously, or kept at arms length. No Sune would play this off the cuff, and see where it lead.

When he came over to shake his hand he would rise up and grip the six fingered hand, and smile calmly to the other prince who was here. Not that he knew who he was. Sune'ere didn't keep abreast of things which hardly concerned him. He however returned the sure grip with one of his own. The look in the other mans eye's as if he knew him and the glimmer of fang was certainly familiar if only on more feminine features. "Really? You say that you're a fan of mine. Sorry to say, but you're not my type." He smiled and let go of Lucian's hand before setting himself back down, his gaze drifting happily between this new and interesting fellow, and Rose.

When Lucian began to list off things he had no right knowing, Sune was bolt upright in his seat. Muscles nearly locking him in a near rigor state, mission statements, actual things he had entered into their system. A system that by rights was destroyed under tons of rubble, and every damn file he and Ed and Angelo had collected was burned when that place went up during the fighting. When Lucian spoke of his passed old friend, sounding out the name Sune reached for the drink that Rose had placed down, bless her heart. Downing it quickly he would set the glass back down and thumb at the handle of his ax. "Interesting. Even the case file is correct. I'm not surprised the information leaked. Angelo Zerephan was an idiot, full of good intentions, but an idiot that trusted everyone. So either someone like that bitch Viola leaked information to you, or someone had been keeping tabs on me and mine, and you work for them. So whose scared of me, pretty boy, and a dead alchemist?" Hey he still needed some form of deductive reasoning to of gotten as far as he had in life. Those were the only explanations that made sense to him. Mentally he was going back through a list of names in the Agency, how could any of them connect.

As Rose spoke he nodded along with her, keeping an eye trained on Lucian and he was clearly prepared to strike, barely holding back the fire in his eye's. If he so much as made a wrong move in the direction of Rose, Sune wouldn't of hesitated unleashing all of his power at once to protect the matrons daughter. "Listen city boy, you're not doing yourself any favors by playing this game with me. Just come out with it." At the sound of Sophonax possibly even talking over him Sune would raise a hand to his forehead. "Crap soph, I totally forgot. I got caught up working on my guns with Rose." He didn't care whose turn it was, he figured he could excuse himself to get a moment of thinking done by himself. He would lazily get up as Sophonax invited Lucian out for hard lemonade and move into the kitchen. On his way there he would pass by Rose and place a hand on her shoulder. "Be safe."

Unless something stopped him he would excuse himself to go clean up as Sophonax had asked him or someone else to before. The wounds in his head freshly opened by this unexpected guest with sharp teeth. Just like his sisters lover, just like the old doctor at the agency. Just like ... Sune chuckled. Oh this was getting to be too much.
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Post by Lucian on Sat Mar 05, 2016 11:52 pm

Lucian had to bark out a laugh unlike any other as the other male in the room had spoken about him as though he were one who engaged in sexual relations with his own gender. No. He most certainly did not engage in those types of relations. And even if he did, there were more prominent Exercion males to choose from. But he said nothing of the sort to Sune'ere Dra'sin. Instead he just gazed with that same amusement as before. His laugh, however, certainly had a snark to it. Earlier, he had certainly noticed the looks and body language that both Rose, the Matron's daughter, and Sune'ere Dra'sin exhibited when in the same room. His eyebrow certainly raised at the implication that, once again, someone from this little ranch could entice a Celesin Prince into bed and relationship. Perhaps there was more going on here than Lucian thought.

But now he was sat on the couch. Sipping at his drink with that same arrogant smirk on his face. He looked to the other, Sune'ere, as the rival Prince bolted upright from the chosen seat and listened to him ramble on. And it felt so delicious just to see the shocked expression become one of anger. To know that he could get right under the other's skin with this confidential information. It was something that he relished in.

The Prince was ready to speak up to Rose and Whinnie, perhaps apologize for the deception when he had arrived, before Sune'ere had spoken up. And the way he just stood there so challenging, goading Lucian, just rubbed him the wrong way. And his eyes narrow as he goes from Rose and Whinnie to the Celesin Prince. His stare deep as he just watched the other make ridiculous claims.

"Scared? Of you?" And here his eyebrow certainly arches as he holds his drink. The glass half empty as the Prince just sat there with that same amusement in his features. "I think not. But as for your declaration of my spying on you or someone else taking that much of an interest....well I would never stoop to associating myself with vermin who spread their legs to get information." And here he has to continue sipping at his drink as he looked right at Sune'ere. Assessing the other with that critical stare. As though he were weighing everything he could gain or lose by conversing with the other. This was a risk. This conversation could go several ways and Lucian didn't have the patience to try and slow down his way of thinking or conversing for the rival Prince to keep up with the conversation.

The Matron's daughter did bring up some concerns though. The Prince sat there, draped as easily as a relaxed cat, on the couch as he gazed at the woman. No longer was there mirth in his gaze. But his gaze had a coldness to it. An analytical form unlike any other. She was Sophonax's daughter and she was more than likely involved with the Celesin Prince Sune'ere Dra'sin. This made her a threat and enemy more than likely. His expression shifts to something sheepish as he sits there. And there is something in his gaze. Regret perhaps? Not for involving or interacting with these people but for downplaying just how involved Celesin was with this place. How naive he had been for coming to this place. He was in hostile territory. He had come here under the presumption that these people were not as involved with Celesin's political field.

He was wrong.

The Prince had opened his mouth, ready to respond to Rose, perhaps offer an apology of sorts, before the other male had spoken up once more with that haughty manner. As though Lucian were beneath him. As though they were not equal in rank and standing with their families. It enraged him to no end as he just stared at Sune'ere. The sneer on his face, the look of defiance taking hold, as all feelings of regret and remorse for Rose and these people had faded from him in that instance. It was the genuine hate that might be frightening most of all. "Don't be stupid." He scolded the other male for attempting to play it dumb. As though he did not put the pieces together. It was beneath Sune'ere not to at least figure it out, but it appeared he would need to drop a hint. "My grandmother worked in your organization with you the not-dead Prince, the dead alchemist, and your dead leader. She was recruited in the early stages of it and maintained her position. During the chaotic months before that battle took place, she made sure to copy all the case files in the event of the originals being somehow destroyed. Just for insurance. Like a clerical worker might keep a copy in case the Agency needed to refer back to it later on." And lo and behold, something had happened. Lucian had been hard at work at studying them to figure out just how the likes a Celesin Prince, a Confederate soldier, and an alchemist from some foreign land could try and maintain their ship of Agency members. It had been interesting reading material to say the least.

"You know exactly who I am." And if it were any other day, Lucian might even force the other to say his name.

And now another had arrived. One who demanded both Lucian's respect and his attention. His gaze shifted to the arriving Sophonax. And he most certainly did do a double take as he stared at her. She was not as....recessive as the Empress was. And her eyes were a different shade. But there was something there. And now, once more, Lucian found another connection between these groups. And it rankled him to no end. The drink would be finished as Lucian made himself rise up from his seat. His 6'4 height towering over several in the room. His eyes flickered to the Celesin Prince before going back to Sophonax. Watching that exchange with a keen interest before she made her way over to greet him.

"I can't say I have." He responded to the inquiry about lemonade. Lucian would only shrug those shoulders, making it clear he cared little if she chose to give him lemonade or not, before his features shifted to show a grimace. His hand takes in the Matron's own and his grip is both firm but also gentle enough not to crush the hand. Accounting for everything as he shakes it in greeting.

"Prince." He corrects ever so softly. Not in a chiding manner but just a minor correction to make. He did not want to start things off so badly but he did not doubt that when he left here, Dra'sin would spew his name unlike any other. Accuse his family of so much evil in the universe. It was best to put everything out in the open. He thinks on how to respond before deciding to come out with it. "Please forgive me, Miss Sophonax. I have been.....terribly rude to your family." And he gestures to Rose and Whinnie as he looks to Sophonax. "I stated my name but not my proper rank. I stated why I was here but not who I was truly here for or what I represented." And he adjusts the hat atop of his head then. His posture straightening out to account for everything as he bows his head. "I am Prince Lucian Vileur-Shuinsai of the Dorian Empire. Son and heir to Emperor Arcerion Shuinsai. I've come to discuss a business arrangement."

His eyes would shift past the Matron and for that kitchen to where Sune'ere was no doubt doing the dishes. A frown was on his face as he wondered if the rival Prince heard him. Yes. He was sure of it. Lucian would move for that porch then to exit the house so he and the Matron could discuss things privately.

Now he need only wait and see how the rival Prince would respond to all of this.

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Post by Sophonax on Sun Mar 06, 2016 12:32 am

Had Lucian voiced his concerns for being in “enemy territory” he’d likely have gotten an easy going chuckle from the Matron. This was neutral territory no matter who her daughter was bumping uglies with, no matter what wars raged on outside and who wanted to buy whatever they were interested in. Had the young man of stature ventured to say he would have liked to stay around for an extended period and pay his hand in much needed assistance with labor around the compound he would have been just as welcome to do so as Sune’ere was. Not even Mesiphidon had power here so far as she was concerned.

Redpointe belonged to Sophonax and Sophonax alone.

But a customer was a customer.

“Oh, y’all simmer down now. No need for gettin’ buck wit’ each other. We’re all family in this house so y’ best act like it” She sounded more like a happy mother scolding her sons for fighting over action figures that putting down two power houses from rival galactic imperiums. Not that she gave a hell— they were in her damned living room. She did note that Rose’s brow was knit and saw her daughter take her hand and put it over Sune’eres in the brief time he’d made contact with her. They were getting rather close...which amused her for unsaid reasons, but, so long as he did right by Rose she would give their seemingly unavoidable union her blessing.

“Prince! Well shit— apologies. Prince Lucian Vileur-Shuinsai, eh? Gimme just one shake of a lamb’s tail an’ I’d like to hold palaver wit’ you. Outside where it’s peaceful. Got overhead gas heaters installed some’n last year or so? Could be a damned blizzard out an’ they’ll keep us toasty. Turns on wit’ a switch! Rose put ‘em in herself. Got my own handyman in ‘er.’ She even passed Rose and ruffled the girl’s hair even though she was a few inches shorter than her progeny. Briefly, she circles back around to the kitchen and returned with two thick glasses likely handmade from soda-lime stock in one of their many workshops and when she approached him again she held her elbow out toward him without a care in the world; expecting him to link up as she lead him outside.

Once on the porch the early night had fallen. It was still late afternoon of course but this far north the dark washed over them after only a few hours of light. And as promised Sophonax used her other free elbow to hit a switch just beside the door. A faint buzzing would draw Lucian’s eyes upward to the overhead wooden canopy that kept the porch not only lit but free of snow or rain. She’d lead her gentleman friend toward a cluster of furniture including an old handmade lamp table boasting an ashtray and an action figure one of the wards had left out. It was swept away so the Matron could put the glasses down and open the pitcher. Two glasses were soon filled with a pale lavender liquid somewhat misty with bits of lemon pulp and crushed lavender flower. Lucian was given a glass— of course it was delicious, the lemon and lavender were perfectly balanced, not over sweetened and chased by the delicate, floral flavor of a rosemary sprig Sophonax had placed inside of the glass.

“Well, s’pose we’ll get some peace out ‘ere. What kinda arrangement are y’ talkin’ about, Prince Lucian Vileur-Shuinsai. Caught sommat ‘bout meat. Run it by me, ‘gain.’ She was now using his full title unless he said otherwise and he may not be clear on whether or not the matron was mocking him. Likely not; there was nothing mirthful in her gaze— only the same easy going serenity as before. The image was especially pronounced by her rocking. Both chairs were rockers and he was free to do the same, or, he may be in for a surprise if he leaned back too far and got it moving.

Inside, Rose was breathing heavily with arms crossed; staring out the front door with knit brows and her lips pursed. She was extremely put off by what had taken place. “Sune….he said you knew who he was? The fuck is a “Shoon-sigh? she asked; clearly uneasy, her skin crawling and jumping. Man alive, that fucker gives me the hinks.and Whinnie nodded along with the sentiment for the second time that night while both girls rubbed their forearms.
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Post by Sune on Sun Mar 06, 2016 2:37 am

Sunue'ere actually laughed, when Lucian mentioned vermin who spread their legs for information. Weirdly it wasn't even out of nervousness, it was something he actually found funny. Maybe the other prince could continue to tell jokes and stop being such a damn creep. Sune saw him looking between himself and Rose, seeing that almost predatory look that his kind tended to have and for a moment it was only Rose's arm on his shoulder that would of stopped him from taking out his ax and cutting the other prince to pieces. Sure he and the matron's daughter were well acquainted, but if Lucian wanted to start with his predatory looks, he'd have much more personal problems than whatever his fathers empire would be doing.

He tried to keep calm while Rose was in contact with him, his own hand that seemed to be thumbing his ax, would move to her hand and caress it for a moment of reassurance. Lucian spoke and set everything that was needed down in place. Someone who'd been there longer than he, who'd been adopted early and who did mostly clerical work. That could only be Doctor Kitsuko ... with the sharp teeth. With the name Shuinsai, just like his sisters lover. It was all clicking, that family seemed to get everywhere, and pop up out of nowhere. He knew how much danger that their leader could be. He had however been a primary benefactor to the agency and Nexxian as a whole. Though he'd never formally met Arcerion, he had met Nebuchadnezzar, and Kitsuko and Jophiel. Surely this city boy and however he related to the benefactor couldn't be that bad. This was all tumbling so far into weird levels that it was becoming hard to handle. He had always kept a distance from the families and their own internal feud. He was going to say something to Lucian, but truthfully he didn't know the guys full name. Their files had never held much on the Shuinsai, after all they tended to either do good things in Nexxian or keep their dark things hidden.

When Lucian confirmed it, he would look at him, and nod a moment. Before Sophonax had a chance to take him outside Sune would stand up, removing Roses hand from his shoulder before intercepting Lucian. He spoke in a much calmer tone than Lucain should of expected. Shouldn't the rival prince be mad at him for playing Sune the fool, especially in front of his lover? No Sune kept his calm and his seriousness. Something in his voice cracked though on the edge of, was it desperation? "When you're done, we need to have a talk. Lucian." He dusted the princes shoulder and let him go to Sophonax. Sune would forget the sudden need to do dishes, and move towards rose. He had heard her words and went to grasp at her hands with his own as he lay his forehead against hers for a moment. The wound of thinking of Ed was open, before he could of joked about it, but hearing someone else so blatantly refer to him as gone had upset him on a deep level.

"Ya remember my sisters lover? That's a Shuinsai. They're kind of like a family, except blood doesn't matter. Just that you follow them. But Vileur before his name." He sighed and squeezed tightly onto her hands. "The only one Angelo had on record with that name was Arcerion, their leader. That city boy is as dangerous as he is useful." Sune had a dangerous hint of something in his eye's. He looked out towards the porch and Sophonax and Lucian. An idea already blossoming in his head, a half smile on his lips before he would turn back to Rose. "Thank you Rose, I almost did something stupid when he looked at ya." There was only a slight flush of embarrassment on his face, and he squeezed her hands once more.
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Post by Lucian on Sun Mar 06, 2016 3:14 am

Lucian would certainly grunt as the owner of the settlement and business would inform them, both he and Sune'ere, to calm down. That they were all family in this household. And the stricken look on his face might have given it away. The mere idea of being related to Sune'ere was nauseating. And a perversion of everything that Lucian felt was truly family. His family, the Shuinsai, was a pack. They were united and they were spread out among the stars. They were so much more and they were truly united. They would either come together or they would crumble together. That was how the pack truly survived after all.

He would nod his head to the ranch owner, moving to the porch as she had requested, when the other Prince had arrived. The hand was placed over his shoulder and Lucian's body tensed at the contact. The hand dusting at his shoulder certainly raised his eyebrows as he looked towards the rival Prince with a very calm, and yet at the same time, predatory expression. As though he were weighing the option of whether or not he would go for the kill or continue to wait. Like a lion would wait when in hunt for the gazelle. Though it was the man's tone that certainly brought him even more confusion. There had been snark and remarks between them. And now that Sune'ere realized that he was no mere Shuinsai, that he was the heir to the Dorian Empire, it appeared that the man wished to speak to him.

Was it to end hostilities? Offer a future alliance between future heirs? Or something else? Lucian was confused by the fact the other even wanted to be in the same room as him for a moment longer than necessary. None the less, who was he to deny a simple conversation? His head would jerk forward for a nod before he turned and headed out to go for that porch.

It was a confirmation.

He stood on the wooden porch with an unease to him. His gaze constantly on the alert as he looked around the dark lit area before he heard the buzzing above. The heater was being started up now. Lucian moved for one of the various chairs offered on that porch as he made sure to get comfortable. His left hand reached forward for the glass as he once more sipped at the beverage. The lemon's mixture with lavender had a peculiar but sweet taste to it. He enjoyed sipping at it to get a true tasting.

"Lucian please." And he has to make sure to familiarize himself with her now. Establish a bond of sorts for the foundation of this business relationship to even start. "I apologize once more. You may or may not know the history that his family and mine have. Likely not, but all the same let's just say that we may bring the worst out in each other." Again, he sipped at the drink. Enjoying the sweetness and the lavender taste of it all. His eyes closed as he inhaled ever so softly, enjoying the smell of the beverage, before opening his eyes once more.

"My father, Emperor Arcerion, has given me a patch of land to call my own. I'm in charge of everything. Construction has yet to begin and the populace has already started to form. I must feed my people and my work force most of all." And he has to grimace as he leans back into his seat. Not even enjoying the sensation of the rocking as he thought long and hard. "It is a test. To show my competency as a future ruler. I could have reached out to other food vendors that Dorian has but, to me, that would be cheating. I have to do this on my own." And those eyes shift to the other, his stare a long one, as he gave the honest truth. "That's why I am here. Your ranch was mentioned in the Agency files that my grandmother owned. I thought I would see for myself."

And his intense gaze, leaving the dark skinned and yet ever so bold face of the female, goes out to the long stretches of land that seemed to spread out in the darkness. "I must say I am happy with the results."

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Post by Sophonax on Sun Mar 06, 2016 4:16 am

When Sune’ere intercepted Lucian he would only get a look from her that plainly said watch yourself as she’d be damned if they started fighting each other on her property and putting the wards, girls and animals in danger. They could trade barbs all they wanted but the Matron had a rule: leave the drama at the gate and these were neutral lands of peace and a slower pace of life (backbreaking labor on the daily notwithstanding). However, Sune’ere had long since earned her respect as a young man with manners; never complaining when he was asked to help or haul and she’d certainly noticed him being protective over Rose in a way she’d never witnessed from Tre. The mentioned man was long gone; unable to put up with the kind of insane pressure Rose and her daughter had put on him. He’d simply vanished sometime in the night thinking nobody had seen him leave, but Sophonax saw everything…

Now, she let her thoughts drift back to the present though her distraction had been very brief. Lucian may not have caught it and if he had there would be no sign she’d missed anything he said. Not to mention he seemed to be appreciating the lavender lemonade— always a surefire way to get into her good graces.

’Lucian, it is.’ she’d say with a single nod and a slight widening of her ever present and faint closed-mouthed smile. ’ Fraid I dunno y’ kin from Ruby Tuesday. ‘Ent meanin’ to say anybody’s irrelevant but up ‘ere we kinda keep t’ ourselves, keep our heads outta th’ political arena an’ keep on livin’ you kennit? Apparently th’ other boy’s a prince? Well, met his daddy once. Came by here t’ buy some of my primes.’And by that she meant the oversized black Equus Helios horses, or, creatures at least similar to horses with great horns, three pronged hooved rather than a single shoe and a habit of exhaling black smoke. Strange beasts much larger than even the biggest breed of natural war steeds. Lucian might have seen them running about the horse pens outside in all their majesty. ’An’ you say your pa’s an emperor too? Henh...certain theme in guests comin’ round here lately, I must say.’

Sophonax didn’t seem upset about noticing that big, powerful people (or their children) kept finding their way to Redpointe. So long as they wiped their feet on the welcome mat before entering her house she or her Sentinels would at least try to be decent hosts. What so many of them wanted with her farm, production or anything else wasn’t something for her to worry about so long as they had coin. She crossed her legs and seemed to relax even further into the chair; sipping from her own glass while Lucian spilled the beans. Every now and then, she’d nod and especially once he got to the bit about running a city, it being a test and the responsibility which had been heaped in her lap.

’Testin’ kids is always puttin’ a fair bit o’ pressure on ‘em but also lettin’ em know they earned enough trust t’ be put in that position. I reckon he expects y’ gonna do him proud.’ Now, she sat up slightly, put her glass aside and finally stopped the languid rocking she’d been up to since he began to speak. ’So, y’ want t’ make a longterm arrangement of production with Redpointe, I ken. Reckon someone of y’ stature has more’n enough to handle th’ financial weight. Am I t’ assume you need us t’ do the cullin, cuttin’ and delivery?’ Now, Sophonax laced her fingers over her knees. She was a frightfully small woman, again, much like Ghanima had been and again like the Empress she radiated authority. Not quite the same as the crowned head of an empire but a business woman who knew what she was doing and would make sure any deals cut benefitted herself and her client equally. Most of her new business came from word of mouth and she maintained a reputation of dedication, honesty and extremely high quality.




Rose had been focusing on something not so pleasant; wondering what was so threatening about Lucian and why he made her spine want to ring out like every note on a xylophone. She’d continued rubbing her forearms in her distraction until Sune’ere surprised with contact again; making her jump slightly and her eyes refocus before she trained onto him. Immediately, she was comforted by his too-warm skin. For sure— she’d noticed that his family seemed to be very hot blooded as if they always had a deadly fever. She’d felt it when she’d shook Caden’s hand and again when she’d...spent some time with Sune. So it was more than pleasant when he brought all that excess warmth to her as she was not only still thawing from her sentinel run out in the blizzard but was still suffering from what she called “The Hinks”.

’So Princess Humongous got herself involved with one of them? Shit, no wonder y’ said she had terrible taste in women.’ The sentence ended in something like a purr as he put their foreheads together and took her chilled hands; squeezing the cold out of them. ’So I mean….do I need t’ be worried about him doin’ business with my mom? Will she be alright?’ Rose followed his gaze as he looked out onto the porch. Sophonax and Lucian would be visible through the large windows that went around the entire home’s first floor; their image lit from above by the porch lights and the hazy red glow of the overhead heater. They looked to be talking and she could tell her mother was swinging back and forth in her rocker as laid back as she ever was.

’Hey, hey...I ain’t never gonna get mad at a man who does something ‘stupid’ for me outta protection. Hell, it’s a first. I...I kinda like it. You want to bite somebody jus' for looking at me, it'd probably turn me on...’ she went onto the balls of her feet and did a sort of half kiss; more rubbing her lips against his own and then following with her cheek. His stubble was more pronounced but provided a pleasant sensation nonetheless. ’You alright, though? I mean, for a second there it looked like y’ seen a ghost. I heard him with all that fuckery about Ed. And I mean, I’m here for whatever he drug out th’ cellar. Ok? I’m here.’

Whinnie circled around the hearth's column and out of view of Sune'ere just to give Rose a gagging gesture at all the sap she was witnessing; causing the other to chuckle against Sune'ere.
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Re: Let's Get Down To Business

Post by Sune on Mon Mar 07, 2016 2:26 am

Sune'ere caught Sophonax's look, and he simply smiled to her. He knew what he was doing, or could at least fake it til he made it. Sune may not be good at the long term planning like the rest of his family. But caught up in the moment, well the young prince had his moments of absolute genius. That prodigy gene shining through from good ole space king. When Lucian gave him confirmation Sune would give the other prince a genuine smile. H ewasn't comfortable talking with Shuinsai people, never had been. However despite his better judgement they had proved useful in a pinch. Security systems, shielding and troops which had saved hundreds if not thousands of Nexxians, even bringing back his best friends little brother. They didn't care much for the rules of life and death, and he planned on exploiting that for his own gain.

When Rose jumped at his contact with her, he would keep his grip loose on her and watch her a moment. Then she started speaking about things he had brought up before. Like his sister and her lover Jophiel. "Yeah well, I'm not sure about this one. I've never met his dad, but we used to take jobs from him. The guy even sent his own troops to defend Nexxian with me and ... " He nearly said Ed, but really at the end of the day, it had only really been him from the agency who'd been deployed that day. When Rose talked about trusting him with her mom he would look out and try to read the Dorian Prince. He was a tough guy to even figure out, besides the fact that he made Sune instincts scream out. "She'll be alright." He had nothing he could say to really base this off of. If this newcomer was anything like Jophiel or Kitsuko who he knew, well he wouldn't break his word.

When Rose talked about him doing something stupid to protect her, and then she even mentioned it turning her on, Sune laughed at this, with a kind of confidence that said he might just do that if that's what it would do for her. The half kiss brought a blush to his face, changing his normal skin tone into a much brighter redder shade. He might be warmer by nature, but even now he was feeling it. When she spoke about Ed, he would nod to her a few times, knowing that she wanted him to speak to her instead of keeping whatever he was feeling bottled up. He opened his mouth to start talking when Rose chuckled, and he turned to Whinnie, maybe catching her in the act of making fun of them. If not he would just look back confused for a moment before turning back to Rose.

"I'll be fine, I'm just a little shaken by it all. Not just about Ed, but if he has that kind of information what else does he have on me?" He pondered it all, Kitsuko had been good at hiding, and apparently better at taking notes. This grandmother and yet he had trusted the doctor implicitly. "Now I'm just getting paranoid." He sighed and tried to take a deep breath to calm himself down, he had to think of how Lucian could be useful to him, not how he had been useful to them. Even if it meant there were times he was spied on while his sister was over, or even one of the few times his older brother had come over. How much information did they have on his sister now?

His hands still on Rose's would squeeze once more while he tried his best to smile. "Maybe when we have some time to ourselves we can talk about the past, for now I think it's best we keep our wits about us, don't you think so?" He gazed out towards the porch and would take her by the hands to a couch and have her sit down with him, making sure to put himself between the porch and Rose. He spoke now in hushed tones, so quiet it might be hard for even Whinnie to hear him. "I think I can use him. If he's the person he says he is, I can make his family do me a favor. After all, I did a lot of their dirty work, time they did something for me."
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Re: Let's Get Down To Business

Post by Lucian on Mon Mar 07, 2016 4:01 am

Lucian had to admit that whatever it was that Prince Sune'ere wished to discuss certainly was on his mind. Was it an offer of some sort? A bargain? He did not know and he was wary to be alone in the same room as the other male. He had no doubt that the other would attempt to strong arm him into some sort of arrangement that would require Lucian to do his part. But he was curious as to what the man wished to speak about. What Sune'ere wanted to discuss in private when it was just the two Princes. Perhaps decorating the wedding for his cousin Jophiel's wedding or something else. It mattered little now.

"No, I don't suppose you would know of us." His eyes stretch out on the plains as he regards the land of Redpointe. "My family and I have never truly ventured out here all that much. Our interests have been elsewhere for some time." Though perhaps Sophonax had met his cousin Jophiel Shuinsai. Or perhaps it had been someone else to receive his cousin. Jophiel had arrived with an entourage some time before. Lucian hadn't been privy to the details at all concerning this trip from Nexxian City. "Primes?" And perhaps he misunderstood the terminology in which she spoke. Did she speak of cattle or something else? A translation error was evident. His head would shake if he was corrected and turn his gaze back out to the dark fields. The lemonade sipped once more as he contemplated where to go from here. "Yes. My father.....He is the Emperor of the Dorian Empire. I am his son and heir."

And that was that really. The Prince was sat in silence as he just stared out into the fields of darkness that enveloped the land. His gaze sharp as he wondered just who or what was out there. All of it was of an interest to the Prince, as though he were using that in a way to show he was not truly thinking on the possibility of him failing his father and causing the nation of Korel to crumble before it had a chance to truly rise.

But no pressure. No pressure at all.

"I suppose that is how it must be for most.....normal families. Such is not the case for mine." And he has to grimace at the idea of him whining. "There is a certain expectancy. And most times we are not praised for doing what was expected of us. Though if I were to achieve valor in battle, that might earn more of my family's respect." A thought for another time perhaps. It was now time to get down to business. "Finance is no issue at the time." Unless he were suddenly disinherited and forced to live on the streets, Lucian did not see any monetary problems arising during this. "And yes I suppose so. That would come with the service, yes?" And he leans back into his seat, rocking ever so slowly, as he just sips at the remainder of his drink. The alcoholic beverage consumed in one gulp before he sat the glass back down. His eyes blink several times as he realized just how much he has in fact drunken tonight. Was he drunk? No. But he was certainly enjoying the feeling of the alcoholic beverage. "Would you be able to deliver to my actual site or would you prefer a halfway point of sorts? Though I suppose that would be more up to me...."

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Post by Sophonax on Mon Mar 07, 2016 9:22 am

Sophonax’s voice may or may not cut through Lucian’s fugue- smooth and buttery as usual; feminine but marked with a pleasant and not overbearing fry from smoking and whiskey. Or perhaps she’d been born with the slightly charred voice and spirits along with tobacco were just the images conjured when she smoked?

‘Guess I see now what that somethin’ is that’s eatin at you, young man.’ and there was clear empathy in her tone. Sure, the impression he’d given before was something like a haughty snake; his chin as high as the other Prince tended to keep it low riding and easy going. But Sophonax knew the look of a youth weathering the pressure of needing to prove oneself. Part of it may have been an act to disarm her-- possible, but ultimately immaterial. ‘Part’ was the operative term and the rest mattered now. A brown hand gestured toward the stables just visible from their vantage point; a large low set building in black and brown with iron caging on each slot. Many sets of red eyes could be seen trained on them.

“The Helion. My prime breed. Special. Nothin’ else like em. Apparently nice enough an’ held in such esteem that other boy’s daddy *personally* walked ‘is big self inta my land an’ put down coin for ‘em. First I ever heard of any ‘Celesin’” Sophonax gave a little snort of a laugh and went back to rocking in her chair.“Got ‘imself five an’ they aint cheap. One f’ hisself an’ four for his ah….horsemen or what.” She’d allow Lucian a window to speak while taking a small meerschaum pipe out of her  Gingham shirt pocket and packing it delicately with floral smoke.

‘Mmh’, an acknowledgement of the how’s, why’s and his burden.’Where’s y’ settlement located if I might inquire, enh? It’d make mappin’ out an arrangement ‘et much easier. But you’d be surprised where us Redpoint dames can get ta from th’ north to all over. Got our ways.’ Which he already knew on some level considering he’d seen record of her in Nexxian City-- clear across the planet on another continent from the Deep North.

‘It’d likely be Rose or Gwenna makin’ the deliveries.My girls are punctual. Don’t mind Rose any, she’s a sweet gal even if she’s all piss an’ vinegar’” which would be the second time in the night someone had excused her daughter’s uniquely offputting disposition.


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Rose tilted her skull at Sune. ‘Troops…?” she’d ask; curious. Had her new good friend Sune’ere recently seen war? She realized there was a lot she didn’t know about where he’d been, what he’d been doing and so on before his arrival. She only knew he arrived when night was falling and her shift was ending; she’d let him in the house and brought him chowder while shucking her light field armor off. Seeing him clean his guns had been the beginning of the end. Said he’d needed to get away from his family for a while.

It was the night she started to get fuzzy on what Tre's face looked like in memory.

As soon as Sune said Sophonax would be fine Rose took him at face value; even grinning at him turning red over her affection toward him. And Whinnie was slick- soon as he turned she’d snap back to looking casual and making her way down the hall. Likely taking to one of the many rooms with a window facing out front in order to casually monitor the Matron and her guest.

‘Pro’lly a good suggestion. I’ll get over my Hinks if you will.’ Rose gave a nod, assuming he agreed to their pseudo-pact and let herself be lead to the couch. She could have sat beside him and did so-- but threw her legs across his lap. Sune’ere would soon come to note she was rather feline in his presence; always putting herself against, around or over him some way if allowed.

“What d’you want ‘im to do for you? Does he have connections? Oh...look at me, privy to all kinds-a royal skulduggery.’ she couldnt help but giggle with a mischievous look on her face.
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Post by Sune on Mon Mar 07, 2016 1:31 pm

Sune'ere practically looked like an idiot, rambling on to Rose about troops and fights and this and that space politics, when he'd hardly said more than a few words about himself to her. Then again they had kind of hit it off talking about guns and good times. He supposed he should say something regarding it all to her. When he didn't catch anything weird or out of place about Whinnie, he would turn back to Rose with a confused look. "Do I got somethin' on my face?"

When he lead her to the couch and she just decided to drape over him he would chuckle, she was good at keeping his mind off the bad. He placed his hands on her legs and looked over at her with a dumb grin. He needed to keep it in mind to actually have a sit down talk with Rose at some point. It seemed they both knew only a little about each other. That was something he certainly planned on remedying.

"Sounds good, I don't like the Hinks anyway, put me on edge, and I'd hate to lose my temper round you and the rest of the ranch. You been too nice to me, even if I know you girls keep me around cause I'm just eye candy. " He stretched out and seemed to be relaxing. Which should be a next to impossible task with a damn Exercion out on the porch, but Sune was good at ignoring the obvious, especially when there was a pretty girl on his lap. Rose of course asked her question and she would get not only a smile but a laugh from him as well. That giggle was quite the sound to his ears. "Look at you, you'll be fitting in at courts, and ball room dancing before ya know it." He looked out to the porch, getting a grin on his face that certainly made him look like he'd be up to the aforementioned skull duggery.

"Creepy Prince out there ain't the only one with a good memory. I recall that our old Doctor, his Grandma apparently. Well she's so good at doctoring she brought my friends brother back from the dead. And not like the flesh eating hungry type, or out for revenge type ya sometimes see out in the wilds. Like, fully fixed, honest to gods real boy kind of brought back." He had this smile on his face now that Rose might of only seen a few times, usually directed at her or one of the machines he respected to make his weapons. "I think I can bargain with him, and get my friend a second chance."

Sune looked over to see what her reaction would be to this. It seemed like a gamble, but at the same time it could be worth it. With the new guest there was a certain limit to the amount of things that they could openly talk about. He tapped along her leg idly thinking to himself, about things to tell her when the guest left. Being here, this had quickly turned from a vacation from home, into something serious and something he hoped might become serious.
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Post by Lucian on Sat Mar 12, 2016 10:47 pm

Lucian couldn't help but feel the weight of the universe on his young shoulders. He was young, bold, and ambitious. A dangerous combination due to his rank and privilege for certain. If there was something he wanted, then he had no problem with acquiring it. That was the way of being royalty. It was where he and his cousin differed in terms of childhoods. Lucian did not know what his cousin had endured as the child of Thargor, the child of their God, but he knew for certain that it was not as privileged as his own childhood had been with Emarra in their palace as their father ruled over the Dorian Empire with an iron fist.

The other's voice did cut across his rapid thought process. Grounding the young man as he raised his head to regard the ranch owner once more. Was she to be an ally in his endeavor to see Korel raised to a higher status? To make it his own and to show his father just who he was. Who he was raised and meant to be.

His father's successor and ruler of Dorian.

Five. Five of those horses were bought by the Emperor of Celesin for him and his....horsemen. Lucian knew of the Primoris. He knew that there were four. Two of which were children of the Emperor himself. Oh he was sure that Mesiphidon would only gift the best horses for his Primoris and children. And yet, Prince Sune'ere was no Primoris. Did Sune'ere feel slighted for this? Or something else? Lucian felt curious enough to ask the next time he and Sune spoke. It would certainly be an interesting conversation between them. The Prince knew that something would be asked of him. And perhaps he would ask for something in return. Give and take. Tic for tac.

"It is a settlement of land that neighbors the Black Sun Empire. Perhaps you've heard of it?" And there's something in his stare. That same analysis returning as he just regarded the ranch owner with that interest. From the color of her hair, to the darkness of her skin, to the softness of those lips....

His head snapped hard as he looked back out to the field. His drink raised as he started to drink harder at the lemonade that had been given to him. Maybe the Prince was caught off guard by the other's exotic beauty. Her femininity but boldness could definitely be alluring. The Prince did his best to remain indifferent. But his inquiry had been genuine. Had she ever made it to the land of Black Sun? Did she know of Ghanima?

"Who you choose to deliver is your business.....unless it were to become a problem for us." And the subtlety might be heard there. If Rose were to be the deliverywoman and her relationship and animosity towards him became a problem with the business relationship that would form between Korel and Redpointe, then that would be on their end. Not his.

"The land is still undeveloped. My construction crews are on standby. I plan to move in as soon as I'm certain you and I have reached our accord."

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Post by Sophonax on Sun Mar 13, 2016 6:28 am

Sophonax only raised her eyebrow when he asked her if she’d been to the Black Sun; her reaction likely in line with a similar query for anywhere else in the world be it a tropical vacation island or even Shad’Rae; a desert city settlement under the Celesin Empire. Her reaction seemed sincere and never caught off guard by any means.

“Oh, I done been all over th’ place! Y’do what I do an’ y’ get to see th’ whole world. They call me th’ “Travelin’ Woman”, kennit?” It must have been infuriating for him not to get an answer he thought might be enlightening toward such obvious physical connections. But she wasn’t lying— she really had been all over and had such wonderful memories of each country.

As for Lucian losing his gaze to her features? She’d caught it and it only made her smile at him. But she said nothing that might expose her awareness or mortify him. He was but a young buck trying to make his mark on the world, after all. For now, he was mostly making a dent in his lemonade. His clear effort to lose himself in drinking it inspired Sophonax to seize her own glass for another less electrifying sip.

“No, no she won’ be a problem. Got m’ word on that. She’s a little guarded an’ can throw a punch but duty’s duty and there’s no more a dutiful sentry in th’ bunch than Rose.” Clearly for the girl’s bad attitude she was apparently good at what she did and quite thorough, a hard worker worthy of praise from Sophonax. “An’ she does it all while havin’ that baby of hers on ‘er hip half th’ time. Well. Now she’s got Sune’ere holdin’ it more often’n not.”

Lucian spoke of construction and she nodded, letting him lead them into speaking of the deal he wanted. “Soon’s y’ put up a date t’ start, how much y’need an’ where it goes we got ourselves an arrangement. Right when pen hits paper an’ coin changes hands.” And Sophonax was always on time and delivered anywhere on Sanctum that at least had something close to a road leading into it.




Nah en’t nothin’ on your face.” from Rose who had chortled at him. “Except for some of that “candy”. Whinnie was bein’ a shit. She hates ‘PDA’”. She adjusted her position on him and smiled back at him as he grinned. At him saying the bit about courts and gowns she gave an amused snort and gestured at herself with both hands as if to say look at me, I’d be so out of place in a fancy dress and a ball. The girl was rough and tumble.

“Ah, hah...creepy prince. So are your people an’ his people not exactly best friends I gather? We dont get much news here of the outside world an’ the warm lands. I’d not suspected a thing when he came ‘round. Except that his smile looked all smug an’ fake. Guess I wasn’t bein’ unfair.” Rose paused and listened to Sune explain that these ‘Dorian Empire’ folks had a lass with them who could bring folks back to life. Rose immediately frowned and recalled the recent death on the land that had tacked itself to her very spirit in a more literal than hypothetical sense. Ciello Regalo lived on inside her head even if she had been personally tasked with picking up bits of her skull after blowing her head clean off her shoulders. Rose shuddered. The vision of the diminutive woman’s head exploding just before she put a bullet through her own flesh and blood’s skull— and somehow Meryl had lived unscathed save for a few tears. Regalo had most certainly not.

“If y’ think your pal’d come back unchanged and not all….freaky? Do it.” Which she said as if it were the most casual thing in the world. Hell, she’d seen someone come back to life herself: her best friend Khooey. Resurrection even after such a long time wasn’t alien to Rose at all. “What d’you figure you can offer Creepy Prince to leave you out of some kinda nasty debt to him? Because I got a feeling you don’t want to be in that man’s pocket, Snowball.”

Oh, hell. He'd earned a petname.

She let him tap along her leg and then her eyes widened; she’d gotten an idea. “Y’know if it worked you could let him recuperate here for a while. He’ll be scared, disoriented….feelin’ like he cheated at somethin’ when so many others aint never gonna get a second chance. But its peaceful. It’ll ground him.”
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Post by Sune on Mon Mar 14, 2016 12:40 am

Sune'ere smiled to Rose when she explained it to him. Sure he may have been joking, but if his and Rose's own PDA made others here uncomfortable he could always go behind a closed door and get all of that out of his system. Though that probably wouldn't be the best of ideas with guests around. When Rose waved a hand over herself to show she was rough and tumble, he would just smile and shrug. Rough and Tumble or Dress and skullduggery, she would still be Rose to him. He doubted even the best etiquette teachers in the Imperium could get the vulgar nature out of Rose, and truthfully he enjoyed that about her.

As far as talking about Creepy Business Pants over there, he would shrug to Rose. "I uh, think our families used to be on good terms. Kind of. I don't know much except what my Sister has told me. If he's telling the truth, his older sister was to marry my father at some point. The bitch messed up my sisters face as a joke. I don't know the details, but it really messed with Daul. I mean, me and Caden are fairly well adjusted, she's like... She's still learning how to be happy I guess?" It was a weirdly astute observation about his sister. He sighed and looked out onto the deck, before chuckling to himself. What would happen if he just yelled out Lucian's older sisters name. Would he freak out accordingly? Maybe he could test it out if Lucian got on his nerves during their talk.

He saw her look go somewhere odd. He didn't mind that she wasn't paying attention to him, but it was distinctly distant. "Something the matter?"

Finally the subject came onto his friend and he sighed. What could he offer to the Prince? Being indebted to him may not be too bad, after all once the deed was done, Sune would have the opportunity to deny any absurd requests wouldn't he? However he was caught off guard by the new name he'd been given. He quirked a brow at her over just WHY that was his name. "Is this cause of the hair, and the fact that I showed up during a blizzard?" Well great now he had to think up a name for her. Of all the things for him to be terrible at, cute inoffensive nicknames were his Achilles heel.

"I owe my friend so much. Until recently I'd of given anything to bring him back." He looked at her, clearly her and Odine and Redpointe were off the list. They had been there exactly when he needed them. Everything else? It was unsure where Sune stood on a lot of things. He certainly wouldn't knowingly betray his family. The man had a lot of love for them, his father included even if he felt it wasn't returned. "I'll see what I can do. I'll be smart about it though. Even if he isn't receptive I know his Grand Mother from a long time working with her, and she with Ed. Maybe she'd do the favor for free?" Kitsuko wasn't a monster, was she? She never seemed that way.

Smiling at her last suggestion he would move his arms to wrap around her. "That sounds like a great plan. He'll be safe, and comfortable." He rested his head against the back of the couch closing his eye's in thought. He listened to her and her problems if she so chose to speak about it. He had time it seemed before the Matron was finished and he needed to talk with this Prince Lucian.
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Post by Lucian on Mon Mar 14, 2016 9:37 pm

Lucian had been hoping for some answer. Some confirmation of what he was really beginning to suspect was a massive conspiracy. He knew that paranoia was not the way to be but it was hard not to when he saw all the signs there. Had his father seen them? Surely so. But what if he had not? Lucian had needed to think on this matter greatly. He needed to think on whether his father also suspected of the conspiracy or if there was something else at play here. Was it a test? Did his father suspect and expect him to achieve something from all of this? It weighed on him even more than before. And it most certainly was in the forefront of his mind as he regarded the ranch owner Sophonax.

The woman was good. No one could deny that. He had to peer at her with a curious stare. It was almost believable to the Prince. It was almost a reality that she had no idea about her likeness to the Empress of Black Sun. It boggled his mind as he thought of all the links he had seen. Herzog to the Kings. And now Sophonax to the Empress of Black Sun. All the pieces were there and yet, it still was beyond him to fully understand. And he did want to understand the puzzle that was before him now. Either she was truly naive to her resemblance to the Empress, or she was able to lie with the best of them. Either way, he would drop it at this point.

As for him losing herself in her features, he did his best to look uncaring and instead stared out to the night sky. His gaze shifted ever so slightly to regard her once more as she spoke of the girl, Rose, who was Sune'ere's lover. He had a feeling that the ranch owner was wrong. The girl might do her duty but she would grind her teeth while doing so. Especially if she knew that Lucian and her lover were rivals of sorts. They were destined to be the successor to their fathers. Lucian couldn't help but think it would end bloody between the two Princes.

"Child?" And he gives pause at that as he looks to the woman with that raised eyebrow. Sophonax was a....grandmother? He knew that age mattered little with one's bodies and looks. His own grandmother looked young and in her twenties. He should not judge. But it was also a surprise all the same to the Prince. "Well as long as she does her duty, we should have no problem." And that would be that. As long as Rose was able to put aside whatever dislike she felt to him, and perhaps wariness about his background and his family's relationship to Sune's, then this arrangement should last.

"Soon. I can promise you that." Lucian nods his head then as he finishes off that lemonade for good. "The technicalities have yet to be hammered out yet but I promise that a set date will be agreed on. Along with size of population, land, and where the borders shall be." Sophonax might realize just what was happening. Perhaps she would realize she was not just getting in a business deal with some new client, but with a client who was setting up the ground work for a new nation. Sophonax would have a hand in the foundation of a new nation. Who knew where their business relationship could go?

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Post by Sophonax on Wed Mar 23, 2016 7:45 pm

Sophonax cocked a brow at Lucian’s peering and even saw fit to express concern over it.

“That lemonade hittin’ y’ too hard, son?” She’d say; briefly waving a hand at him as if she meant to snap him out of a fugue. As she’d brought the pitcher out with her and it was still half full, she’d make it a point to contradict her concern and top his glass off a bit followed by her own. Only a few ounces remained.

“Like I said, she gonna do jus’ that. Got m’ word on it. This land wouldn’ run right without Rose buggin’ everyone t’ get on a job.” With that, Sophonax took a healthy pull of the pale purple lemonade and paused to pull a leaf of rosemary from under her tongue. She saw no shame in flicking it away into the roaring snow only seven feet from where they lounged— the overhead heaters really did do their jobs well! Even Lucian might need to note it was nice being comfortably toasty while exposed to the elements.

A thumping on the window behind them would sign off, amazingly, as soon as Lucian said ‘Child’. A very young little entity somewhere perfectly between “baby” and “toddler” was smacking her palms on the frosted glass of the bedroom window between the pair; followed closely by smashing her little brown face all over it and her breath leaving steam on the glass. She looked only a little over a year old, maybe close to two. She had Rose’s skin tone, or nearly while beign a shade or two lighter and her hair was a distinctive contrast against her shade in a pale strawberry blond— and an odd version of the mentioned shade with more “Strawberry” than what could have been deemed natural. Pale green eyes could be seen as she smiled at the strange man on the porch taking up her grandmother’s time. It soon inspired some unintelligible babbling.

“Yep….baby. That’d be Odine.” From Sophonax who turned around to wave and the child and got a shrill squeal of joy in return. Lucian didn’t think to ask about her being a grandmother— sure she was….hundreds of times over a millennia, actually. But that wasn’t so much his business, was it?

“On ‘at note, y’ just let me know when th’ time comes an’ where we’re meant t’ deliver. Wit’ some time t’ prepare, of course. We got a coupla big rigs can go anywhere, s’no problem” without explaining how, at that. But a promise was a promise. Sophonax took her lemonade down to a half glass and then turned to Lucian with an inquisitive stare.

“Y’ know I can’t let y’ just up an’ leave, right?” She’d say; an unintentionally intimidating phrase that may or may not raise his hackles. There was something in her look that said she’d delivered it in fashions other than benevolent in the past. But this particular statement was indeed about to become an offer. “I’d be a down-low rotten bitch t’ let a guest an’ esteemed customer split m’ lands in a storm like this. I insist y’ bunker down wit’ us for a night or two, kennit? We ain’t gonna bite you none. An’ we got real nice cabin’s up th’ way if that’d suit ya.” She punctuated it with that same easy going smile from before. Somewhere between seductively and matronly if such a thing were possible.



Sune’ere would feel Rose tense as her eyes went wide at his assertion and likely after she ruffled his hair, nodded and nuzzled his cheek at him solvering the mystery over “Snowball”. Not only was what he told her hard to imagine as someone, anyone “messing up” Daul’s face seemed impossible to her unless they were as big or bigger than she was. The Princess of Muscle had been properly introduced to Rose a couple of weeks back when she’d rolled in to speak to her brother and had been summarily forced into a haircut from the Matron.

“You’re shittin’ me, right? Was it in a fight? I mean, I’m havin’ trouble even imagining that could happen unless she sat there an’ took it. But I mean….can’t tell anymore. Did she have it fixed or somethin’?” Rose figured she was prying too deep in her incredulous reaction and need to know more, but, she couldnt put two and two together. In her mind Daul would just bend over and chew up whoever came at her face with an apparatus to ruin it. The woman was gigantic— bigger even than Sune and very, very scary.

Now, she had a pair of warm, thick arms wrapped around her and immediately relaxed; going damned near “Boneless chicken” in his embrace as Khooey used to call such things.

“I think you should do it, Snowball. Want me around when you go find her or talk to Lucian? Otherwise I can back off, it ain’t gonna hurt my feelings or nothin’. But this is weighted stuff, you know? Sounds like the kinda thing with elements that’ll stick with you no matter how it goes.”

While it was genuine affection, Rose was also shamelessly using Sune'ere and his hot blooded presence as a personal space heater and soon, finally stopped shivering. She'd all but clamped herself closer to him, after all. Until of course she heard her baby yowling a room over from the sitting area and had to begrudgingly climb off of him.

"I'll be back." She said with an eyeroll; turning the corner after walking away and being handed her rambunctious baby by none other than Whinnie. Seems the little one had toddled and crawled after Whinnie in to watch Sophonax and started causing a ruckus. Soon enough, Sune'ere would have two girls in his lap.

"Goddamn spirited little banshee, aint ya?"
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Post by Sune on Thu Mar 24, 2016 2:05 am

Sune'ere was honestly quite happy at the amount of attention that he was getting from Rose. The rest of the world was as far from his mind as it could be for just a few moments. That was all he would need to collect his thoughts. Thinking back to what he had said about Daul he would shrug a bit. "She didn't go into detail. I would assume a fight though. Unless the girl got the jump on her. Sometimes you just don't ask questions. This was definitely one of those times. Yeah she had it fixed, technology is a pretty wonderful thing. Can't tell it was ever missing really." When she relaxed in his grip he smiled and listened to what she said.

It was quite nice to have a voice of encouragement around for when he said he wanted to do something. That was actually kind of rare in his place. Usually he was being told not to do things. Using him for his natural warmth wasn't exactly a bad thing for Rose to do to him. He quite liked being her personal space heater. Knowing his luck she'd start calling him that too. Great multiple pet names and he still hadn't found one that would fit with her. He let his mind wonder over possibilities before being dragged back to the other things he should be paying attention to, like Rose talking about staying with his chat with Lucian. He shrugged in the most non-committal way possible. He certainly didn't want to drag her into drama, then again his drama may become his and vice versa if things kept at this rather quick pace.

"I think I'd feel a little safer with you looking out for me. It'd be nice to have a hot iron like you looking over me." He smiled, Hot Iron? Was that what he was going with. I mean she did make guns, and work a forge and craft. And she was definitely at the top of his list of attractive females he'd met. Then again that might be just him looking at her through heart shaped glasses. He thought it fit, but he was certainly ready to receive a slap for such a stupid name. It still wasn't better than snowball.

When Rose walked away for a moment he would have a few moments to just collect his thoughts. How exactly should he approach this whole thing, be cool and collected? Royal and stuffy? His usual self that was laid back but at the same time commanding, like he could burst into a drill sergeants rant at a split second? There were so many choices. Then there was Rose and Odine in his lap. None of that mattered now with the baby there Sune was all kinds of forgetful about what he may of been thinking about.

"She gets it from you Rose, I can attest to that." He smiled down at the babe that was with her mother. A hand moving to go through the tuft of strawberry hair and play with it a bit. He'd grown rather fond of the child in the past few weeks. He'd even offered to help take care of the babe more often than not to let the ladies have a day away from caring for the young one. He enjoyed it and Odine seemed to love the attention from him. Though she cried from time to time, Sune was always attentive.

"It looks like things are wrapping up out there." He nodded to the Matron and Lucian sipping at their nearly gone lemonade through the window. It was starting to look like this might become a now or never kind of situation. If he let Lucian just walk away, he may never get the chance to help his friend again. After all he couldn't just track down those kinds of people. Letting go of Odine for a moment he would clench his hands into fists and breath for a few moments to steady himself. He looked between Rose and Odine, and smiled.

"I promise I won't start crap with him. If he looks like he's going to draw a weapon on us though, I'll make sure to end it." Well he certainly didn't trust the man out there, that was deathly obvious. But his sudden need to declare himself not only Rose but also Odine's own personal protector. Maybe he was taking this just a bit far. Maybe he was being prideful in his own abilities. Then again, when he actually got himself stirred up like this, it was rarely in shades of grey. It was always on one hundred percent, or not.
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Post by Lucian on Thu Mar 24, 2016 4:17 pm

Lucian had been peering with the intent to see through the lie that might be presented before him. In truth, he couldn't distinguish if the Matron was that clever or if she was being honest. But he also knew that he couldn't risk ruining whatever foundation for a business relationship that they could establish here tonight. He needed to keep his emotions in check as best as he could to start this. Afterwards, maybe he would need to delve into this mystery some more. Perhaps inquire into it with the Empress herself. "No no." And he waves his hand in a dismissing action to his gracious host. "I'm fine. Only.....perhaps a little tired from the day. Finding this place wasn't exactly easy for myself." He notes the pouring of his glass as she goes about ensuring that he had his fill of alcohol this evening. Was it meant to throw him off balance or perhaps something else?

The Prince only nods his head as the woman praised her daughter on her loyalty and duty when it came to Redpointe. He raises the glass to sip at the lemonade once more. A nice good long sip was necessary. The young man gave pause however as he shifted in place. Maybe even a shiver running up his spine as he felt the warmth of that heater above them. Yes, it did feel so good to be warm and snug and not out in that freezing cold. And perhaps he did stare just a bit as the other had thrown that leaf to the wind but he said nothing of it. In fact, he had been ready to speak up when he heard the thump.

His head turned back towards that window and saw.....the smaller life form that was undoubtedly the child of Rose and the grandchild of the Matron before him. He was perplexed by the sight of the child. It was no infant but it was definitely not a functioning child just yet. Was it self-aware? Was it at the intelligent stage yet in life? Lucian couldn't help but be curious as he just gazed at the child with his eyebrows raised ever so slightly. The shade of skin and the hair were an odd combination. The father was a red head perhaps? "She seems like a wonderful child." The constant babbling from the little one now as it stared at him made Lucian even more curious. He had never seen a child up close before. At least not like this. He recalled his own childhood days very well with him and his sister.
"Yes. Will do." And he has to tear his eyes away by force from looking at the adolescent once more to look back at that Matron. The smile was faint on his young face, an expression of eagerness on it, but the smile was there all the same. "I will have to come up with the paperwork along with the proper location of drop off soon. I'll just need to finalize some construction details and then we can begin." This was it. The beginning of a business relationship between the nation of Korel and the Redpointe Ranch. Things were bound to go good, right?

The inquisitive stare of the Matron though did give Lucian some pause as he proceeded to raise the glass up to his lips and once more consume the lemonade that she had made for him. But it was the statement of him staying at the Redpointe Ranch that did indeed raise his concerns. Who was she to dare order him? Who was she to tell him where he could or could not sleep this evening. But as she clarified just what she meant, Lucian saw the logic behind the statements. He could freeze to death out there. Or something worse could happen and Lucian would be alone out in the storm that was happening out there. And he would stay. But not for the reasons that the Matron might think.

He had business with the rival Prince. A conversation that needed to take place. Could he do that if he were to stay at another cabin? No. Perhaps not. And even if he were to lay his head on another bed at a cabin, it would give Sune'ere knowledge on where Lucian was staying. And Lucian did not know the land as intimately as he might have. It would leave him alone and just waiting to be attacked. But there was something more to it.

Why should Lucian be afraid? Why should he be the one to leave if Sune'ere were here? Why would Lucian ever dare to remove himself out of necessity and convenience for the rival Prince? It was ludicrous and it was the final nail that convinced Lucian to stay right where he was at. He would not show weakness to the rival.

"Bunker down with you all, hm?" And if his voice is a little deeper he doesn't notice it as those eyes shift to the Matron of this Ranch. "I wouldn't mind that. It's awfully cold outside. Where do you suggest I stay this evening?" He had already decided but, ultimately, this was her home. Her ranch and she was in charge. She was his guest after all. It was time to see how she would treat him and where she wanted him to sleep tonight.

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