Location- Manor kitchen<br/>Time- Three p.m.<br/>Players- Oliver and Angel<br/><br/>Angel didn't move as he spoke, he was right after all. She owed them all more respect then he was giving them all. She may be used to what happened in her life. But others weren't and she had to remember that. As he stood he looked over his frame she noted how strong he still looked. She had a sense of pride from that, she helped in some small way with that.<br/><br/>"I'm sorry, I was unable to much of anything when they found me. I don't think they expected me to survive." she said as he walked up to her. One hand coming up to wrap around his wrist, giving it a small squeeze. She actually managed a smirk, "It is good to hear that you had such faith in me though. If I could have I would have sent word." she said her voice honest and with a bit of regret.<br/><br/>"It is good to be back," she said dropping her hand by her side. She looked at her arm and then back up to him. "We were merely hunting, there is a rogue vampire about. I was using the spirits to search and one got a little testy. Nothing I couldn't handle." she said pulling off her coat and sighing a bit. She had hoped to wear this to the club, now she had to figure out what to wear now. She had no idea what was appropriate for such events in this time. "Have you been briefed yet?" she asked moving to the fridge to get a blood bag.