<div style="text-align: center;">~Eggy/Cypher Colababorada~</div><br/><br/>As the younger vampires bickered, a thing often heard when they were in each other's company, Vicente let out a heavy breath and shook his head. Kids these days. As vicious as the fledgelings could get with words, he at least knew neither of them was dumb enough to turn their conflict physical, and it seemed to be coming to an end anyway. He took the glass he was offered and gave a silent, quick thanks to the attendant, leaning back to try and enjoy the drink while his company was shooting glares at each other. "You two should really work on your communication," He half-joked, half-scolded, taking a casual sip to brush off any snarky responses that might have been coming his way.<br/><br/><span style="color: crimson">"Oh, but aren't they? The sharpest blades need the the touch of a rough stone after all."</span><br/><br/>Taking a seat near by, regardless of it's originall occupancy, was Noelle. The young woman looked formally casual: she wore a black cardigan with a red blouse underneath. Her pants, which acutated her lovely curves, were grey. She had black high-helled shoes, yet when she walked she did so with both grace and speed, as if her choice of footware gave her no discomfort. Her hair was as black as night, but tied up into two cute buns. Behind Noelle was a decididly more dumpy looking person.<br/><br/>This person was Donny. He looked cold, considering that he wore a big black jacket with thick thermal pants. He also had a solid pair of boots and wore a strange hat. Despite his fairly dishevel apperance, Donny bowed his head respectfully and took a seat elsewhere. Noelle glaced at her apprentice before turning her head back towards Vincente.<span style="color: crimson">"Besides, their prattling is amusing. Like watching children play make beleive."</span><br/><br/>With a motion of his head that was like a very slight nod, Vicente responded to Noelle's comments. "You could say that. But after a few years worth of this, I'd expect them to act their ages." He eyed the two fledgelings as he spoke, and while he was at least attempting not to look overtly amused, a smile crossed his face when he noticed Lucina's expression becoming steadily more angry. While she didn't say anything, her pupils constricted into vicious-looking slits.<br/><br/>As fun as listening to their arguments could be, he did have some actual news to discuss with their non-vampiric companions. "The house has been prepared for our arrival. You should take care not to catch yourself on the gates." Iron and silver, especially when paired, proved one hell of a pain to the supernatural. Magic disruption and physical wounding were a risk, but they made for effective safety barriers. "If the arrival goes well, then we'll be having a meeting with the Acerbis. I don't trust her to remain civil enough to get through the formalities. Do either of you have any requests for, ah, personal defense tools?"<br/><br/><span style="font-weight: bold">"Thank you sir, I am adiquetly prepared."</span>Donny spoke out from his seat, earning a quick but sharp glare from Noelle. He in turn looked down and apologized quietly. He thought he was being spoken to. She continued to maintain her polite facade however and repsonded to Vicente.<span style="color: crimson">"Thank you for your concern, Sir Valtieri, but I cannot ask you to waste precious resources on our behalf. Truthfully, should meeting come to blows, I can assure you that my apprentice and myself will be able to avoid most of the danger. Though I cannot promise that we will participate in the incident itself."</span>That is to say, should a fight break out Noelle intends to flee, presumably with Donny. Though he would be more inclined and better suited to fight then she is, not to say that she wouldn't help. She's simply not a warrior and knows it.<br/><br/><span style="color: crimson">"Is there anything in particular you would like to request from me? I am honored to be in your company, and I would impore you to allow me to repay you for this kindness."</span><br/><br/>Vicente simply nodded, setting his glass down. He could understand not wanting to risk one's own safety if the meeting went wrong, especially since the pair weren't technically a part of the clan in the first place. He'd just have to do his best to make sure nothing<span style="font-style: italic">did</span>go wrong. As volatile as the pair of clan leaders could be towards one another, a populated city was the last place he wanted to make a scene in, lest unwanted attention come to all of them.<br/><br/>"There are a few things that could be done. Enchantment of whatever weapon supply we have, some sort of wards for safety, and perhaps contact with any witch covens you might know of in the area. I doubt they'd be welcoming if I went myself." He was already quite the infamous figure in the various societies hidden from human sight, and the ones who were closest to the mortal world surely weren't a fan. Of course, he also lacked knowledge of covens in the Americas, focusing most of his attention on where he actually came from. If Noelle could establish a secretive connection with local witches, it would be quite an advantageous situation.<br/><br/><span style="color: crimson">"Child's play. I'll be sure not to dissapoint."</span>Enchanting services were easy for Noelle. All she needed was a room and some chalk and she wouldn't even need any other special materials, so long as what she needs to enchant isn't anything particularlly legendary. Protective ward enchantments were also simple for her to pull off, though that may require some material components depending on what sort of wards are wanted. The only real challenging part is to contact the covens in America. Noelle certainly knew a few that she was in good standing with, but frankly she wasn't that well connected with them. She could likely contact the few who would listen to her, but it'll be a dangerous game. Not all the coverns cooperate with her and depending on which one she contacts first, it may cut her off from gaining the assistance of the others. Once they land, she'll need to look into the status of the local witch covens and plan her stratedgy from there.<br/><br/>As Noelle and Vicente spoke, Donny looked and tried to listen. Honestly it seemed like they were talking about things he had no real direct involvement in, but he knew it would be rude if he was distracted and called for him. But he was also bored. Fortunately Noelle spoke out.<span style="color: crimson">"Donny, if you have any questions, ask them now."</span>Though Noelle claims otherwise, Donny was certain she knew telepathy.<br/><br/><span style="font-weight: bold">"Ah, yes. I was just wondering what you'd need me for. I assume that I'll be with you, Master, but if Sir Vincente has any requests...?"</span>Noelle did not admit that she was a bit curious to know if Vicente wanted Donny to do anything in particular himself. She didn't imagine he did, but then again it's not as though Noelle was going to need Donny when hse contacts the covens. In fact he may become a liability if he was involved; many covens do not appricate outsiders, least of all men. It was an old tradition, but most of the covens are lead by old witches.<br/><br/>Confidence in abilities was appreciated, and Vicente was made all the more sure that Noelle could manage what he asked of her. While the safehouse had minimal magical supplies, there would be some things to begin with, and the connections that he was hoping for might have helped bring in a steady stream of whatever Noelle needed for her spells.<br/><br/>Donny's offer took a bit more thought. He leaned forward and rested his arms on the table, one hand resting along his jaw while he considered options. "I think field work might suit you," He answered, pausing momentarily to look for any reaction. Regardless of what it may have been, he continued. "Taking care of outside threats, or perhaps spying. I'm sure there will be something."<br/><br/>Nodding his head Donny said nothing, but was happy that he would be of some use. All Noelle has had him do is act as her lackey. The most she did was help him control his transformations, but beyond that she's been a very "Watch and learn" type of teacher. With his question awnsered Noelle took back the conversation.<span style="color: crimson">"That aside, our work will begin as soon as possible. Of course, we'll accompany you to the meeting, unless you'd rather have us begin preperations immediately?"</span><br/><br/>"I'm sure we'll have time. We aren't heading right in as soon as we land, after all. Once we've settled in and made sure the safehouse is prepared, then we can work on contacting Acerbi. If I had to guess, our first night won't be too rough." Vicente smiled again, this time meant to be reassuring. "Once we've landed, then we can start thinking about work."