The small man with the balding head strode into the workshop as Isolde stood aside. She gestured toward a kitchen table's chair but he shook his head.<br/><br/>"I am Wolfgang Flowers and I need your help." he said as he look furitively around. His back stiffened as he caught sight of Vivienne.<br/><br/>"My sister, Viv," Isolde explained simply as she closed the door. The man had a black aura shot through with gold. It might have been beautiful but it wasn't. Sinister and powerful was what it screamed.<br/><br/>Vivienne nodded to him but didn't smile. He was effecting her in an aggressive sort of way and she didn't want her fangs to flash before she found out what she could.<br/><br/>"My name is Wolfgang Flowers and I represent the Coalition."<br/><br/>"Why are you here and what do you want?" Isolde asked in a bored tone." I have a business to run and unless you are ordering flowers, you are interrupting me in making money."<br/><br/>He stood to his full height. Isolde thought him rather like a ferret in search of prey in the tall grass.<br/><br/>"You are rumored to be an amatuer vampire slayer. The Coalition slays vampires. We would like to ask if you have any intelligence on where we might find, say, a nest of them?"<br/><br/>Isolde and Vivienne exchanged a concerned glance and then Isolde brazened," And do you believe in leprechauns and their gold?" she smirked as if he was a very very stupid man. "Really, Mr. Flowers, you are wasting my time and that is valuable. Good day, sir"<br/><br/>Isolde moved toward the door. The man was nearly vampire quick and he blocked the doorway with his little body.<br/><br/>"Make no mistake, madam. The Coalition knows. whatever you are hiding, the Coalition will ferret out."<br/><br/>Sighing, Isolde crossed her arms and tried to look Southern Belle helpless,<br/>"Really, Mr. Flowers. I do wish I could help you. If vampires did exist they would have to be some really nasty creatures. I would hate to encounter one, especially since I live alone. Night time would be horribly terrifying. So you are not here in Boston alone, looking for local talent? Just how many of you are there?"<br/><br/>It was his turn to smirk. The smile was full of evil intent and an insane zealots light filled his eyes.<br/>"Our ranks are legion and when one falls, two spring up to take his place. we are filled with power, pure power for we drink of vampire blood, we dance in it, we bathe in it. We take the power and leave the ungodly undead to vanish in a flash of smoke. We had hoped to barter for some of your blood, poison and potent.But there are other ways to obtain that for which we seek. Good day, Ms. Deveraux."<br/><br/>He was gone in a flash.<br/><br/>Isolde and Vivienne stared at one another in disbelief.