<strong>Name</strong>: Delphine *Della* DuBois<br/><strong>Location</strong>: Alexander's Manse/Home again<br/><strong>Time</strong>: *shrugs*<br/><strong>Tagged</strong>: Alexander/Ryan<br/><br/>The greeting phase was handled quickly as was the Prince's usual mode. He had never been one to mince words with his closest allies and this night would prove to be no different. Della dipped a curtsy after his initial warm greeting, her head tilted just so, giving her the ability to keep both the Prince and Ryan within her sight.<br/><br/><strong> “I am pleased you both answered my summons so promptly. An issue is at hand. Some certain....unsavory....elements are once again at large in my city. I cannot directly send any of my court to deal with this issue—it regards enemies of our werewolf allies, but we still cannot be seen to oppose werewolves. It is an issue they need to formally resolve. However, I want information, and perhaps a useful human patsy might acquire information and even be able to sabotage our new found Lupine guests. I suspect that the alpha, Strongvoice, doesn't know about these Lupines yet, so we have a distinct advantage. We may even be able to acquire information to sell to him and his wretched pack.”</strong><br/><br/>Della nodded once, her gray eyes sliding immediately to focus upon Ryan. He was the one who usually had the contacts and the know how on who was who and what was what. It would be he who handled it beyond their initial go round on information gathering. She was absolutely certain that he understood what she meant by the look. After all, he had been the one to search her out, long ago, and he knew that she didn't do well with...strangers.<br/><br/><strong>“I want you both to find a human to act as a hand of my court. Preston, you are a seasoned hand at judging the character of a person. Delphine, you are unique in that you of all people will know if a creature is magically exceptional. Find someone out of the ordinary, who we might be able to use more than once. Find such a human, and blood bond him or her if necessary. You have until Elysium to find one."</strong><br/><br/>Delphine nodded, again. Her brain awash with ideas. Did he mean that they each had to find a human or could the human be shared? Ryan had always been the better one at ferreting out USEFUL information. She was just the voice that cried out whether or not that useful bit of information or this very useful person were lies waiting to be discovered. It was why she and Ryan made such good book ends.<br/><br/>And until Elysium? Three nights. That was all. She could feel her mind wanting to focus on the pens that stood upright in that little holder, to count them and see which way the shadows fell. She fought it off, it was only a stress reaction after all, but it was a very near thing. She wouldn't want the Prince to worry for her sanity, not yet. Not now. So, instead, she focused upon the Prince and spoke a handful of words.<br/><br/>"As you say, Sire."<br/><br/>With nothing else forthcoming, Delphine quickly retreated. The Prince had made his intentions clear, now it was up to herself and Ryan to make it reality. Small feet carried her quickly down the stairs of the Manse until she found someone with the ability to get her a few things~namely pen and paper. She headed for a nearby desk and jotted a quick note for Ryan.<br/><br/><em>I assume we will be working together on this one, dearest, but there is not much I can offer until I get home and pluck the webs to see what shakes out. If you've any ideas, stop by or call. I am sure I will be home.</em><br/><br/>The task finished, she stopped a passing maid and pressed the note into the girl's hand.<br/><br/>"Make sure that Ryan gets this, please."<br/><br/>Finally, she could retreat to the safety of her own personal space and she did so, speedily.<br/><br/><div align="center"><strong>Walking/Delphine's Haven</strong></div><br/>The better part of an hour had been spent in walking the alleys and by ways of the city. Moon light had gilded everything it touched, adding a bit of fairy romance to the dark and hulking buildings that seemed to come screaming out of the night like banshees. She had heard words, whispers, but hadn't stopped to really pay them any mind. The information was too clouded, her brain too full.<br/><br/>Instead she had meandered wherever her feet took her, stopping a time or two when a passing breeze brought the tang of freshly spilled vitae to her sensitive nostrils. She would have to hunt and soon. Just not right now. There was too much to deal with and hunting required a patience she did not have.<br/><br/>Finally, home.<br/><br/>Delphine slipped inside and dropped her dark gray trench coat in an untidy puddle beside the front door. That was her usual way of behaving whenever she was alone. She would pick it up before sunrise but for now other things needed doing. The coat and tidiness could wait.<br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><br/>