Zahira shifted slightly in the corner of the room. She had arrived a few hours earlier and, determining there was no one else home using her heightened senses, let herself inside. She had spent a few careless moments wondering through the mansion, admiring. The place was huge and could house many of her kind. She had been impressed with the tempered glass and extra thick walls. She had been careful not to touch anything so as to eliminate any possible trace of her being here. She had walked softly to the corner of the living room and prepared her mask of shadows ritual.<br/><br/>She now floated effortlessly in the shadows of the large plant. She watched the man for awhile as he sat on the couch. She recognized him from his picture as the leader of the Brujah clan. She grimaced slightly.  Brujahs were generally such hotheads. Always ready to kill something. This war, for example – what was the point of it? Aside from territorial arguments and just general dislike, the Camarilla and Sabbat had been very capable of coexisting in the past. What had happened between this Brujah leader and the Luna family that had destroyed that equilibrium? Well it wasn’t for her to decide, nor did she care. This could finally be her excuse to exact revenge upon Al-Ashrad.<br/><br/>Zahira took a moment to soulsight the man on the couch. What was his name? Edward? Ed? Eddy! She couldn’t remember ever hearing a last name for the man.  Her soulsight awarded her with a vision of his pale light blue aura. Well she’d already known he was a vampire but learning that the Brujah was in a calm state was a bit of a relief. She composed herself a moment before lowering the mask of shadows and stepping out from behind the plant near the television.<br/><br/>“Eddy, I presume?” Zahira’s lithe form sauntered toward the couch, her swaying hips making the gold belt at her waist jingle softly. “Ur-Shulgi sent me, Sir. He thought I may be of some help in exchange for an alliance amongst the Brujah and Assamite.” Her dark red lips parted slightly, her head lowering as she concentrated on the man sitting in front of her.