Paris, France  8:30 pm<br/><br/>Darkness had fallen in earnest when the ship finally docked in the harbor as the passengers descended the ramp to the dock in Paris.  Veronica had not brought much just a bag with clothes and other necessities.  Though she enjoyed the finer thing in life it isn’t very convenient hall around a bunch of jewelry and sparkly things.  The only jewelry she owns is a necklace that was given to her by mother.   It wasn’t worth very much compared to some of the other pieces she has worn but it is the most special to her, a keepsake that she cherishes very much.<br/><br/>Following a short distance behind her to Veronica’s great annoyance is the man named Edmond.  The red headed Vampire tries to ignore him hoping that he will go away if she ignores him long enough.  ‘I should be so lucky’ she thinks to herself, as he feet reach the dock.  She had told him plainly before that she wasn’t interested in joining his League and yet still her persisted.  “Is your order deaf?” Veronica asked her voice sharp and irritated.  “I told you I’m not interested.  Why can’t you understand that.<br/><br/>The smile that appears on Edmond’s face is infuriating.  “I don’t know what you’re talking about,” he replies innocently.  “I have other business in Paris besides you.  It is only coincidence that we seem to be walking together now.”<br/><br/>His excuse is plausible, and yet Veronica doesn’t believe his innocent smile or his words for an instant.  She huffs and picks up her pace along the dock.  Edmond following in her wake.<br/><br/>“You really could be of great help to us though, and we could be of great help to you as well,” he said confirming her suspicion.  “If you change your mind I will be staying at the inn here in town for the next couple of days.”<br/><br/>They reached the end of the dock at that point when the wood planks of the dock meet the water front.  Veronica sighs planning to make her point a little plainer if he doesn’t go about his business when they reach the dock.  “I’ll think about it but I wouldn’t get your hopes up,” she said her heel stiletto’s  making first contact with the cobblestone street.<br/><br/>“That is all I ask,” Edmond replied calmly as though he expects her to change her mind.  “Have a good evening Mademoiselle Lunau, I hope you have a pleasant stay in Paris.”  With that the man moves ahead of her heading off down a street that will take him into town.<br/><br/>Verornica  moves along the water front for a ways before turning down another street.  He thoughts turn to her purpose here.  She wonders privately if she is mad for coming back to this place even to pay her last respects.  Five years surely isn’t a lot of time for people to forget about her.  If anyone recognized her she was sure to draw the attention of every Templar in a 20 mile radius of Paris in on her.  After all to them she was a monster, she wasn’t even human.  Just another vampire.  Yet she had to come here.  She owed her mother that much to say good-bye.