Eckhart had already boarded the elevator to reach the third floor. He wanted to get to the room first as to ensure it was still up to his high standards of cleanliness. Inside the third floor office (http://www.calvin.edu/academic/cas/gpa/images/bauten/bauten4.jpg) had been built only a year ago once Paris had been occupied. The third floor had at one time been a small observation area, open air and city view abundant, but since the Nazi's took over it had been transformed into an office apartment for Eckhart. Although he rarly used the room, it was still kept immaculately clean and tidy, lest Eckhart show up suddenly and find something to his disliking. It also served as one of many Nazi status symbols within Paris, telling the people of the city that even their own monuments were no longer there's but now belonged to the German's. Along the walls of the room were busts, statues, and various paintings of German high officers and officials, leading to an Erie sense of someone always watching you through cold dead eyes. While there were many pictures along the three walls only one was placed behind the desk, it was a large portrait of Eckhart himself in a truely Germanic pose, looking just slightly to the right of the painting as if uncaring...<br/><br/>.........................................................................<br/><br/>The Elite guards-woman led the timid young seamstress into a nearby elevator, quickly passing by General Straab who was expected the girl to talk to her about the stain, but his eyes only meet the cold stare of the Elite Guard, non-verbally informing him that the girl had a higher order to follow before she got to him. Straab did not try to make a scene, for the last officer to try and make trouble for Eckhart had meet his early demise at the end of Eckhart's bodyguard "Franziska" who quickly shot him personally only after a simple nod was given to her by Eckhart from across the room. A few moments later the former General's brain had been blown out across the room of the party a few months back. No one sense them dared to make trouble.<br/><br/>"<em>Move it! The General does not like having to wait!</em>" hissed the guards-woman seeing the the Marie was falling behind. Once the elevator had started to rise towards the top of the tower, the guard became silent, the only noise was the whir of the cables pulling the small cabin up the still tower. The guard did not even look at the girl, as if uncaring or out of hatred for the French people. Thankfully the ride up was quick and soon the doors to the office opened revealing Eckhart standing with his back to the elevator as he looked out the window at the city. The Elite Guard stepped to the middle of the room and snapped to attention, her heels clicking in true German fashion.<br/><br/>"<em>The seamstress you requested Herr General</em>" said the woman professinoally.<br/><br/>"<strong><em>Danke, das Sie jetzt gehen aber Außenseite bleiben können, falls alles geschieht</em></strong>" Said Eckhart in German, the guard saluted and walked out of the room closing the doors behind her. Eckhart did not turn however and addressed the lone woman in the room with quiet talk.<br/><br/>"<em><strong>So you are the apprentice to Jean-Paul correct?</strong></em>"