<strong>Victor Orestes, bed chambers</strong><br/><br/>Victor has been pacing his chambers for what seemed like hours. He didn’t know why he was pacing, only that he needed to do it to give him something to do other than stew. Things were not going as he had hoped they would but what else was he really to do? It wasn’t like he had any right to claim anyone and had chided himself countless times for thinking that he could. Stupid ideas that had gotten into his head were now clouding his better judgment. Shaking his head, he paused in step long enough to bang a hand against the wall, frustrated more with himself than with anything else. He needed to get his mind back on the job at hand and prove that he deserved this position. Thought he felt like he might be secure in this place, it still seemed that he had a uphill battle to prove himself and make sure that those that had hired him would not quickly change their mind.<br/><br/>Glad Victor was when he heard a chiming in his room. At first he did not know what it meant, but as he looked around, he heard it again and noticed a little light that was blinking on the wall next to his door. As he approached to inspect it he noticed a little sign that read ‘Visitor in Lobby’. Understanding that he had work to do, Victor took several breaths to steady him self before rushing off through the halls to get to the front.<br/><br/><strong>Heading to the front desk</strong><br/>