Lilly had remained mostly passive and quiet all throughout the meeting, watching the arrivals and introductions without so much as a word as she obediently stood halfway behind Darion's chair. She knew the place these vampires expected their servants to take, and it wasn't at the table with them like equals. Glancing at her recently assigned master, Lilly figured that he likely would let her. It was as plain as day and night that he wasn't like any of the other vampires present. This suit her fine, and was also likely why she had been assigned to him and not another vampire. The council already had the stick, and Darion would be their carrot to her.<span style="color: blue">“hmm, so we meet the mystery voice.” </span>He muttered to her, to which she responded with a quiet nod.<br/><br/>Her soft blue-grey eyes carefully looked at each councilmember in turn as they were introduced. A part of Lilly's mind was thinking about their abilities, weaknesses and strengths. Ways to lure them into traps, weapons capable of harming them. In heart, mind and body she was still very much a hunter of these undead, and that heart of hers skipped a gleeful beat when the last councillor was introduced. Lilly was unable to completely hide her satisfaction and pleasure at the fact that one of these monsters was killed and that the remaining councilmembers were left clueless. She bit on her lower lip, wondering if perhaps these age-old creatures were afraid. At the very least, they were concerned by what mere humans had managed to do. That hidden pleasure only grew throughout the conversation that followed.<br/><br/><br/><br/>When Tasha spoke and introduced herself, Lilly frowned. The girl was quite bold for a slave or servant, and seemed undisciplined compared to the albino puppets serving drinks to the guests right now. She still sounded loyal, which made Lilly uneasy. The questions forming in Lilly's head were quickly dismissed when Darion introduced himself, drawing her attention. She quietly nodded in agreement to his question, having several theories herself but nothing solid. Sadly, other vampires drew the attention of the council before they could answer him, while her own attention was drawn to Cabiria and her unwilling servant. She smugly smirked to herself after the exchange Darion and this other vampire had, something about the situation struck her as quite amusing.<br/><br/>Lilly couldn't help but glance at Cabiria's servant, Alice while the vampire fussed over her and the sugar pot. For some reason Lilly wondered if Alice was a natural blonde, before she turned her attention back to the council, listening carefully to their words. So absorbed was she, that she didn't notice Janeil's entrance until she had manifested from the shadows.<span style="color: blue">“impressive, but full of herself much?” </span>She heard Darion say, and quietly answered.<i>"Like most vampires, sir, I guess titles and excessive flair compensate for an inability to tan beneath the sun"</i>She bit her lower lips which her cheeks colored with a blush at the public show of affection the Baroness and the High councillor displayed. She shifted uncomfortably and averted her eyes.<br/><br/>As Councilor Anderson continued speaking and answered Darion's question at last, Lilly let out a grateful sigh for the distraction. She had enough on her mind without kinky vampires invading her thoughts.<span style="color: blue">“Yay, at least it is something a Marine is good at.” </span>Darion's grumbling wasn't aimed at her, but she responded to it nonetheless.<i>"In essence they're entrusting their lives and mine to your competence and skill, sir. Though not for very satisfying reasons."</i>she snarked. The councillor's boisterous and overly cheerful attitude seemed much in line with some doctors she had met during her med studies. Laughing way too much for they're own good.<br/><br/><br/><br/><span style="color: blue">“Lilly, I assume you have a different outfit than that useless maid outfit? If it is here, go change. If you don't have any weapons with that outfit, I have a 9mil in my bag, I'll meet you in my room and get it after this drink.”</span>Darion's words brought Lilly out of her own grumbling.<i>"Alright Sir. If the servants here have delivered my clothes, my gear should also have arrived so the handgun isn't needed."</i>She turned to leave.<i>"I'll...see you there then, Sir."</i>Lilly shot a last glance at the people present in the hall as she departed. She had mixed feelings about their mission, and most of the vampires had left an uncomfortable sensation with her. Cabiria was already getting too close to her new master for her liking, an elder vampire like that would influence Darion against what was left of his humanity.<br/><br/>Closing the doors of the meeting hall behind her, Lilly briefly considered eavesdropping. They'd catch her too easily though, and she could ask Darion to brief her about any thing missed. Wandering through the corridors, she considered the events in the meeting hall and her new master now she finally was alone again. Pushing open the door to their room, Lilly decided she would tell Darion all about the hunters, and how she had hunted his kin, as well as the sins his kin were willing to commit. Would he choose her or them if he had to, she wondered. She discovered a carton box left behind on the bed in their room, containing all her earthly possessions. Reaching inside she pulled out her clothes, placing the folded trenchcoat on the bed. Her fedorah and combat gear was placed atop of it. They had taken the stakes and holy water, but had left her with her double-string repeater crossbow and her cross necklace.<br/><br/>Lilly put the cross necklace on carefully, changing into more casual clothes before turning her attention to her weapon. Lost in thought, she stroked the lacquered wood and silver gently. It was a good weapon that her served her well, and much to her quiet agony, would just be as effective against fellow humans as it was against the children of the night.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>