(http://i279.photobucket.com/albums/kk137/HaibaneR/Monaco/Characters/Avatars/RaynAvatar.jpg)<br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 18pt;">Rayn Assad</span></span><br/><strong>Location:</strong>Sitting in the Maya Bay Bar & Cafe, on the Monaco sea front. Awaiting for his client to arrive.<br/><strong>With:</strong>Rosalie Assad; various waiters, slaves and patrons.<br/><hr/><br/>Rayn sat outside the cafe in a large, comfy curved chair; sipping on a light golden beer. He wore a smart collared t-shirt and chino's, topped with dark, large lensed sunglasses to keep out the glare of the Mediterranean sun. He had spoken to his new client very briefly, and Adrian Dumont. He was some kind of government official apparently... This should be interesting. He hadn't dealt with many of Monaco's officials, of what few there were around. Being an almost complete tax haven and a tiny state kept the government pretty small, exactly how he liked it.<br/><br/>Below cuddling against his shin was his adopted 'daughter' and his favoured slave, Rosalie. He had bought her a glass of lemonade which she sipped happily while Rayn waited for his new arrival. He gently stroked her head as he sat there relaxing. He would never allow her to drink, unless for a special occasion, in which he would treat her to some fine champagne, the sort of which would never normally be wasted on a slave girl. He checked his watch, having arrived quite early, hoping to make a good impression. "It's a lovely day isn't it my pet... Hopefully we can get back to sun-bathing soon." He said, wiping the sweat from his brow.