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Ahoj, Ursula. <To what do we have the...pleasure of your company?

Such coldness toward your sister, Marek. *drops her voice low and cool* Invite me into my sister's home, and step aside. I'm here to check in on my family, and my Family

*flashes her a cool grin* I will not step aside. If she wishes you here then I will allow you inside, but I am staying close.

*sickeningly sweet smile* Must I show you the deeds to the property? I call it her home because she runs it in our stead. Protect her as you like, but I am not here to harm her. She is my blood before Blood, and had I wished to kill her, I would have done so when she knelt at my feet. I certainly would not have allowed her to come here and teach her ways to the other Children if I disagreed with them. I'm not a fool. Stand aside, if you will not step aside.

*relents just slightly, a wordless invite but keeps close*

Thank you. I will even stay away from my sister's room if it soothes you. I wish to talk to the others. And you. Feel free to protect yourself as you see fit.

*nods a little, throwing all the barriers he can up, better safe than sorry*

*walks directly into the office and takes Magda's normal chair, settling like a queen in a throne* Sit. Talk. Tell me how things go.

*will.not.get.worked.up.at.that, and finds a seat opposite her* Things have been very quiet recently. Almost too quiet. Relations with the other clans are...not so bad now, though the Brujah are far from happy at my little settlement. They do not attack however.

You fear they are planning something? Are you prepared? Have you talked to the Children about it? Have you planned anything at all? *and if she sounds a touch concerned, it is merely her job... right.* Should I send you soldiers?

I always fear that they are planning something. I have to. Some of them know, the ones that won't think it is simply a game to be played. It is not a game to be played. Soldiers might be a good idea. I'm not sure of the threat however.

So, soldiers who can live here. I shall send some immediately upon my return home. I refuse to let my family be played with.

*doesn't for one minute think she'd include him in that* Thank you.

*nods* You are welcome.

Bonsoir.. *smiles and bows his head in greeting, genuinely more than happy to have her here*

Dobrý den, dítě. *holds her hand out to him* Come and greet me better than my brother-in-law saw fit.

*takes her hand and kisses the back of it, indulging her - hey it makes him happy* Ainsley Raine, mon chéri.

*turns her hand over and cups his cheek for a moment, smiling* I have heard your name, Ainsley. Need I introduce myself, or does my reputation truly precede me?

It does indeed, Miss. Whatley. *bows again, grinning*

Oh, you are charming. *smiles, clearly delighted* You'll be my guide in my time here. *an order, but also clearly something she finds to be an honor given*

*takes it as the honor it's meant to be and smiles, delighted himself with it* It will be my pleasure.

A very good answer. *smiles* For now, we'll talk. Come sit with me and tell me how things are?

Well it's tedious and monotonous for a start. I don't think the young ones learn anything worth while!

*laughs slightly under her breath* It always seems that way, I assure you. They learn, this is the real point. And soon it will be your house, to guide as you please. Within reason, of course.

Oh they'll definitely learn with me at Head.

Oh, I am sure that they will.

And if they don't then they are not worthy of the blood they carry. Few are, these days.

This is very true. If one more faux-celebrity or ditsy blond gets turned, I may have to stab someone on principle. *sighs*

Can I watch? *laughs, teasing her ever so lightly*

My dear, you can HELP. *reaches out and pokes him gently* I fully expect you to hold them down while I stab them!

Well now THAT'S no fun. *winks, poking her back with a grin*