The tall female lounged in her chair, impossibly long legs crossed at the knee. When the owner of Club Marius turned his gaze to her with a raised eyebrow, she sat up and extended her hand.<br/><br/>"Vivienne." she said shortly as a way of introduction. "I agree with them," she nodded toward her companions. "The killing has to stop. Used to we could harvest from the docks and the seedier sides of town. Now that the city is doing urban renovation, we are running out of options. The city fathers have hired some kind of vampire excecutioner and finding meals is becoming a real struggle. I could move from Boston, but I have lived here since the 1800s and really don't want to move."