Ras listened to Inaara and nodded a little.<span style="color: #006666"> "I understand. But Azeroth is a unique world, Eternals walk along us and reproduce freely, wars and most crimes have been forcibly halted. You have endured much and more, but this is a grand place to try again some day. To find someone who can fill in the holes left in your heart and possibly let you be a mate and not just a traveling priestess. Vyre is... she is difficult to handle, but who she is to Ana is the real Vyre. Perhaps you too can get past her thorns and find a spot in her heart? I can assure you her heart is as large as her temper is short."</span><br/><br/><span style="color: #b30000">"Good. I look forward to your report, I will pay you a visit tomorrow but I'm not giving you a deadline. You tell me when you're ready for me to go over your notes and inspect your work."</span>She offered him another handshake then headed for the door.<span style="color: #b30000">"When your business with Ibara is concluded let me know. I'll see that you and your wife are given a home in the city."</span><br/><br/>Vanessa didn't seem phased by Jasmine at all, but when Jasmine gave Animus the go ahead a literal army of drones appeared in the building and began their work. The businesswoman blinked as she watched the fifty Draenei appear out of literal nowhere but Jasmine snapped her out of it quickly. She slapped the warrants away and started yelling at her panicking receptionist who had been trying to best to assist the guards. "Fucking interns. So you're, what, trying to get five grand from me because I hurt that damp newspaper's feelings? He won't sue me, he could barely get it up because he was too busy crying about his dead kid. He has just as much of a backbone as you do, Jazz. That's why you let men slap you around and you hide behind that badge." She poked Jasmine's Silvermoon badge and pulled another cigarette from the case she kept in her ample cleavage. "I've had bigger and meaner try to intimidate me, little girl. Or did you forget that Nalo herself couldn't buy me out? You want some pocket change for that failed father turned alcoholic? Fine. Oh? I'm boring in bed? Who can't keep a man around? And what this I hear about you even having to turn to your demons?"<span style="color: #b30000">"We found something."</span>Vanessa raised an eyebrow and turned to the drone standing beside them. It held a dirty and heavily weathered box, when it opened the box there was a fine white powder on the bottom but no other indication of what it was. "What's that and where did you find it? That box looks older than I am."<span style="color: #b30000">"We used ultrasonic deep earth scans and located many items you have buried beneath the location." </span>"Ultra-what? There's a basement under this building and near thirty feet of foundation to secure it from another attack by someone like Karren or Karrie." Before the drone could respond she drove a shard of ice through its head and stomped on the box. "Is that it then? You bring my business to a halt, destroy my property, and terrorize my employees over worthless relics? Because I fucked the man you can't have? Ibara took the first Ras and threw him away, now I have this one, and you're just mad. That's what all this is?"<span style="color: #b30000">"Explain these." </span>Another drone handed a stack unopened letters to Jasmine for her to read. when Jasmine read the letters they were likely from the intern of another prominent company seeking to have Vanessa investigate the company's leadership for abuse and mistreatment of the employees. "Explain what!? They're still sealed! They haven't been read yet!"<span style="color: #b30000">"We can see-"</span>Vanessa summoned another shard of ice but instead of shooting it through the drone's head she began to stab it mercilessly even as it stopped twitching she continued to massacre the corpse until her robes were stained in blue blood. She dropped the drone at Jasmine's feet and glared at her. "Any more discoveries you want to find here, tramp?" Using her bloodied hand she slicked back her hair and with a flick of fire lit another cigarette to calm herself down.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>