[ooc: after the meeting at the club with Darla]

Sigurd made his way towards one of the more private rooms of the mansion. After their meeting within Darla’s club and the little event that occurred afterwards, Sigurd felt that he owed his mistress a few explanations. He had neglected to inform her of his powers, having thought she had someone originally spy on him for that information, but now it was apparent that she had not. Though he did not think his mistress really cared too deeply on the matter he did feel adamant on at least addressing more of his more important powers at least. That way in the future, she could depend on him when it came to those powers. It wasn’t just that however, that had made Sigurd ask a more private session with his mistress after their initial meeting. No, Sigurd had already made up his mind to talk to her about getting a business approved and information on a contact. The event that had occurred earlier only made it so that they had one more topic on Sigurd’s mind. Finally, after only a few seconds of walking, Sigurd found himself in front of some small double set doors, made of what seemed darkened oak. Sigurd only lightly tapped on the door before letting himself in, not bothering for an answer since he knew that his mistress had sensed his arrival long before he had reached the small office.

Sigurd allowed his body to move almost completely to the desk in which his mistress sat behind before stopping. Sigurd then gave a deep bow to his master only raising his head slightly to look into her eyes. Sigurd then said, “Good evening my mistress. I am sorry to call upon you even though you are a busy person. However, I feel that there are a couple of topics that must be addressed. One of them is simply something I need approval of; however, the other is something you will definitely wish to hear.” Sigurd then went quiet, waiting to see what his mistress’s answer would be to his request of seeing her privately.

Smiling as she sensed Sigurd, then waited for him to arrive in her smaller office, Darla sealed the letter she was writing and put it atop the small pile growing on her left. At that moment Sigurd entered and she nodded her head in welcome then listened.

"If you deem them important topics, then letter-writing can wait Sigurd. Do you wish this to be a private meeting?"

Looking to the vampire opposite her, now hidden behind Sigurd, she motioned for him to leave and mentally told him to come back later or she would find him.

"Nothing life-changing from him either, you seem anxious to talk. Pray, take a seat and divulge your thoughts to me."

Sigurd offered a smile as he listened to his mistress speak, glad that she had sent the vampire away. He knew that eventually the man would be back, but such things were protocol and Sigurd did not mind. He gave a small bow in thanks to his mistress as she recognized his need for privacy and asked him what he wanted to talk about. When Sigurd finally rose he gave his mistress a grateful smile and said, “I thank you mistress for allowing us some well needed privacy. I had originally come to speak to you in order to get permission for something I had wished to operate as well as an approval for a contact. However, because of the recent occurrences at the club I felt that I owed you an explanation. I had no intentions of keeping my powers hidden from you, but I had figured you do what other masters have done before you. Most hadn’t even let me into their lands without first following me with spies for months prior. I had only assumed that you had done the same as well. You do not understand how appreciative I am that you did not. It is because of this that I wish to detail any powers that you do not know I have yet. Once done with that, I would like to ask for permission for a small business that will benefit myself and possibly the kiss, as well as your thoughts on a recent contact I have gained.” Sigurd then stood quietly waiting for his mistress to answer, hoping that she was not too angry with his hiding of his powers.

"It rings too close to dictatorship or the Nazi party to send out spies before letting one into my city, Sigurd, hence my reluctance to do so. I rather preffer to rely on honesty and the newcomer telling me, but you are here to tell me now and that is all that matters. I do not like to force secrets from people either, so I would preffer you tell me everything."

Darla knew Sigurd would tell her all she needed to know, so she had no worries as such. She knew that he had revealed his powers in protection of her, and she was proud to have a vampire such as him in her Kiss, so she was more concerned with the business proposal coming up after the power talk.

Sigurd allowed a more joyous smile to come across his face as he listened to Darla go on, happy that she was much different then any master he had come before. When she was done, Sigurd offered another thankful bow before saying, “Again I thank you for such my mistress. As for my powers, there really isn’t much more then what you have seen. As you witnessed I have a resistance to silver, a certain rare power among us, and something that had made me keep my powers a secret out of habit. Masters who think you are only there to invade your lands become especially paranoid when they find out that not even silver can kill you. I also have certain other powers, obviously you have probably figured out one, since my new animal to call is the leopard. However, I do not just call leopards to me; I also have the power to call jaguars, as rare as they are. I have the ability to fly for very short periods of time, but levitate for much longer. Lastly, as you have seen prior, I am of the Dragon line, and can manipulate and feed off violence.” Sigurd then went silent for a minute, noticing that his mistress seemed to just be listening to him, but not really too interested. Sigurd did not take it as an insult; in fact, he enjoyed it, for it meant that though she appreciated his honesty, such things were unnecessary.

With his mistress still silent before him, Sigurd decided that perhaps it was time to ask about the first topic that had brought him here to begin with. Sigurd offered a small cough to show that he wished to speak onward, before saying, “My mistress, my bloodline is actually one of the reasons I have come to talk to you. Like many of the other bloodlines who can feed off a second source, this one must be fed regularly as well. However, violence is a hard thing to come by, without forcing it on others, something that would not be done since it would draw attention to you, my mistress, and the kiss. It is because of this however, that I come to you, to ask for permission to open up an establishment, of less then legal quality. I was hoping to open up a sort of unofficial fighting arena, where martial artists can come from wherever and fight it out. There will be no rules in this place, other then below the belt and killing. All fighters shall be very well compensated and due to the danger of fighting, all medical bills shall be paid for. As you know I shall gain the obvious benefits of being able to feed, but I think it can also help the kiss as well. For one all betting profits can be tucked away to the kiss’s bank account, something I doubt you need, and it will allow us a good view of some of the very best fighters around the world. We live in a day of age where most battles aren’t won on the strength of a man and his skill, but on how accurate he is with a rifle. However, by using the arena, we get front row seats to those of which still pride themselves on strength and skill, warriors. My mistress we can use the arena as not only a feeding ground for myself, but also a recruitment center. We can grade the warriors, hand pick the ones we like, the approach them later and offer them embracement. I apologize if I speak out of turn, but I do not mean any disrespect to the members of our kiss already. However, a kiss can always use a few more warriors, especially kisses that reside in cities that always catch other master’s eyes such as Miami. Again my mistress if you feel I speak out of turn I apologize, but if we did have warriors, they would make the bouncers at your club look like high school bullies.” Sigurd then went quiet, hoping that he did not insult his mistress with the idea of creating a recruitment center that also benefited himself.

Listening to him speak, Darla eyes Sigurd and took in this new information. A powerful one indeed...rather than respond to his description of his powers, she waited for him to ask about the business before replying to it all at once.

"Not that I think I will ever need to Sigurd, but there are more ways than one to kill a vampire, no matter their resistance and power. This ability to call Leopards and Jaguars is an interesting one...I do not think there are many Jaguars in Miami if any. If they do exist here then they are probably rogue or in some way associated with the Pard due to the family relations. I am sure you could ask Rhia about them. The ability for levitation and flight is not as rare an ability, I myself am able to fly long distances and levitation is also not a problem. We share similar powers, except your immunity to silver which I do not possess, and that you call your cats whilst I call wolves."

Standing, as she disliked being seated for so long and wanted to be moving, she smiled and motioned for him to stay seated, she continued to speak as she opened her window to the garden and stood framed by the drapes.

"I think this idea for a fighting ring is a good one. It will benefit us as you say, and all we have to do is make sure that the police do not become aware or at least too interested in our affairs. I am on good terms with the chief here so I am sure that should anything arise then I will be able to talk him down rather than let him close your ring. That is another thing, are you willing to take full responsibility for the ring? I have enough obligations to visit as it is, and as this is your brainchild I feel you are best suited to running it. I shall of course visit regularly as my emotion-based power does not get enough use as it is, and I will be better able to view these warriors you describe. Now...I do believe you mentioned something about a contact you wished to discus?"

Sigurd listened intently to his mistress as she spoke of her own powers, honestly surprised that she trusted him with such information. Usually masters of cities would keep their powers as secretive as possible, hoping to use that lack of information to either bluff and seem either stronger or weaker. Though from what he felt prior his mistress had no need to seem stronger, to seem weak might have its benefits when it came to catching other masters off guard. He nodded his head as he took note of all her powers, agreeing with her statement that their powers were quite similar. Of course her ability to fly was far stronger then his own, and the fact that she controlled wolves did make them different in that aspect. Sigurd also nodded his head as his mistress spoke of possible jaguars mingling with the pard, but he doubted such. Though he did trust his master’s judgment, he also trusted his love. Rhia would have told him jaguars within her pard, especially since it would have only been a matter of time before he uncovered such on his own.

Sigurd quickly began to stand up as he watched his mistress do so, but sat back down when he noticed her motion to remain seated. Sigurd watched intently as she moved towards one of the windows, opening it, and standing near the drapes. Sigurd listened to his mistress as she spoke of the idea of a fighting ring as being good. He nodded his head, a little surprised that she was close to the chief of police in Miami. Almost all police were predisposed to hating the vampires and for someone so high up within the ranks to be close to one of them, especially the mistress of the city, was indeed surprising. He listened further as she spoke of how it would be his responsibility to watch over it and that Darla would only come in occasionally to feed off all the base emotions that would be there, mainly lust and hatred. Sigurd nodded his head as she spoke of the contact he mentioned. He had almost forgotten about the man with all the talk of powers and his ring.

Sigurd swiftly composed himself as he gave a small bow to his mistress before standing and saying, “Of course my mistress, I shall watch over our little fighting arena, with much strictness. I had come to only gain your permission on the venture and by no means had plan for you to maintain it by yourself. I have the necessary funds and plan to put them all into this. You of course are welcome whenever you please and it would only be natural for you to be allowed to view the fighters if we are to choose any of them to be lucky enough to join your kiss. As for my contact, I doubt he will be now of much use seeing as you are friends with the chief. However, I have recently met a man who wished to become embraced. I attempted to inform the man that such decisions were beyond a vampire with no position in your kiss, but he still insisted in doing everything possible for me to make the choice easier. I come to you not to wish to turn him, but to offer him to you for use. At first, I thought merely to brush the man aside for he held no extra ordinary qualities to him that usually attracted a vampire to turn someone, but he did find a way to make himself valuable. It turns out that the man is a detective in the new agency that has just begun to sweep the country, RPIT. He is not very high within their ranks, but he is enough to visit all the crime scenes. Before I could even ponder on the uses, he quickly offered his services to me by using RPIT. If we are to even think of turning him into a vampire eventually, he promises to inform us of all preternatural related murders that could possibly deal with vampires and any supernatural creatures we are linked to.” Sigurd let the thought of having someone as deep within RPIT as their contact be thought upon. Then Sigurd went on, “I do not say that your mistress should turn this man even if we are to take him in as a contact, but that we should consider the idea of having a contact at least. I do not know how much information you can gain through the chief, but surely someone who is in as deep as he is will be of good use.” Sigurd then let the statement die, not wishing to seem as if he was imposing. He honestly believed that taking the man in would be good for the kiss, but he wasn’t willing to go against his mistress for such thoughts. Sigurd just stood there, watching his mistress as he wondered what she would think of having such an informant.

"The chief is only good for so much. Your contact would indeed be of use for only the members of this RPIT would know their inner workings with it being such a new force. As for turning this man, I feel that with time and proven loyalty, then it will be viable for further discussion. As you say, he is valuable so long as he is inside the force and vampires are hardly welcome there."

Thinking for a moment, Darla stepped back towards the desk and sat herself on the edge of it.

"Very well then, you are given full permission to do as you will with your ring, and your contact. Any information that arises shall of course be passed to me with due haste, and should you discover something of larger importance then I would appreciate you bringing him here to let him report it directly."

Sigurd listened as his mistress spoke, a small content expression forming on his face. She was agreeing with his idea, something that made Sigurd very happy. If his mistress had faith in him then Sigurd felt as if he had done something right. Sigurd had no vampire to call his master for a long time, to be pleasing one now, brought untold joy to him. Sigurd then watched as Darla made her way to the desk, sitting against it lightly. Sigurd then perked up as his mistress continued, going over what she had pretty much said previously. Darla once again stated that Sigurd had full control over both the ring and contact. She did make sure to mention that all information would be brought to his mistress’s attention, the more important matters having the contact come before her. Sigurd nodded his head once again, that night to his mistress before saying, “Of course my lady, the contact had been gained only to benefit you after all. I shall make sure you receive all information immediately.” Sigurd then went quiet for a moment, attempting to think of anything else he might have to say. Finally, after only a few seconds Sigurd offered a small inclination of his head as he said, “Thank you once again my mistress. I believe that is just about everything I had wished to speak to you about. I am very honored that you would talk to me privately. Is there anything else you wish of me before I take my leave?” Sigurd remained silent then, so overjoyed that he doubted he would have minded his mistress asking anything of him.

Smiling at the obvious happiness of Sigurd, Darla thought for a moment then smiled wider before speaking.

"I have nothing to ask of you, but would extend an invitation to both you and Rhia to have dinner here at any point you wish. She is a wonderful woman and I would love to have the chance to talk more."

She knew that 'dinner' would not be quite so conventional for Sigurd and herself, but at least the gesture would be there.

Darla was a vampire and thus Sigurd didn’t even bother entertaining the idea that she had forgotten him a vampire. The gesture was made to be both nice and to treat Sigurd’s love, Rhia. Darla knew that if Rhia was happy so too would Sigurd be. Sigurd appreciated his mistress all the more for recognizing such. Sigurd gave a small bow in thanks to proposition and when he stood up, said, “Thank you my mistress, for the kind offer. I shall relay what you have said back to my love and I am positive that she will happily accept it. I believe that all of us together enjoying one another’s company is a splendid idea and you can expect us to contact you to set up a date soon.” Sigurd then waited a moment before going on and saying, “If you do not need me anymore, I would like to ask to be excused. I am afraid I still have much business to attend to this night.” Sigurd then waited, ever patient and vigilant. Darla was his mistress and not the other way around; he could not simply leave if he wished it. No, she was his master and it was only proper that she excuse him.

"Very good...I would enjoy her company in a more relaxed setting than a club business meeting. I hope to see you soon...and you may leave as you wish. I do not want to keep you from your love or your business affairs too long."