"Nauseating." he uttered. He hated the regal stature that the vampires shoved in there guests faces. The mansion itself was slightly modern but with the same old style that every other vampire home had. They were all the same deep down and so Kacedins' judgment of the homes owners were also the same for each one. They were just different breeds of politicians. Only a few actually being respectable warriors in his high and mighty opinion.

He had been waiting in this little room since the sun went down. How long could it possibly take for the master of the city to awaken, feed if need be, and prepare for his arrival?

He plopped himself into a local chair and felt the wood frame beneath the cushions splinter, he smiled to himself and kept perfectly quiet about it. He was large, 6 and a half feet tall and nearly 400lbs of pure muscle. He wore today a pair of long gray slacks with a white button down shirt. They were both custom made as no place in the world carried his size. Though he did like to enter random big and tall stores, put on there largest shirts and flex, splitting them down his back and arms. That always got the sales girls hot and bothered.

he shifted himself, staring down at the face of his watch, adjusting the gun on his ribs slightly so it didn't rub wrong. Chaffing made him want to disembowel waiters, so it was best to refrain from it as much as possible.

This house stank of other worldly creatures, wolves and vampires mixed together. He disliked wolves. Being a territorial creature himself, he naturally didn't trust any other territorial creature because they would screw you at a moments notice, though for the most part he was the one doing most of the screwing, in more ways then one.

Strolling through her private garden at a leisurely pace, Darla looked up at the stars a moment and inhaled with a brief smile of contentment, her hands trailing lightly through the rose bushes to caress the silken petals with light touches not enough to cause her to be pricked by the thorns. The waning moon was high overhead and this caused her to think once more of her guest tonight. Having never encountered were-hyenas in her travels, she was mildly curious but would not allow that to overcome her sense of planning.

Looking up at the sky and noticing from the slight change in the position in the moon that her thoughts had bought her 10 minutes closer to his arrival, she stepped back into her office and took her seat behind her desk whilst looking at the man seated before her. He was tall by human standards, and had far too much bulk for her tastes, but he would suit her purpose.

"Good evening Kacedin."

Finaly he had been summoned, the thin corpse like man that led him to the office seemed only the size of his leg, he found the picture in his head quite amusing and gave the gent a pat on the shoulder as he introduced him.

Sitting down, blatantly letting his gun hang freely near his chest, Kacedin didn't bother shaking hands, shaking hands were for friends and rivals, they weren't friends yet, and everyone with power to him was a rival, they just weren't on that basis yet.

"So your the big bad of Miami eh? Easy on the eyes..." he tilted his head, letting his hyena feel her out, his power swayed gently, not a wave, just a cool breeze taking in the atmosphere. "...and a nice rump to I'd wager." his tongue flapped freely this evening, he had a wonderful morning waking up to several of his former pack mates before catching his flight, and nothing put him in a better mood then being serviced all night by more then one submissive.

Snorting loudly he gave a quick look over the room, stretching his arms out and behind his chair he smiled. "Quite the place you have her Miss Stroig" he knew her name, but the waters needed testing, should she become his new master, he needed to know her temperament. "Funny how all vampires seem to have the same taste in decoration eh?" he smiled at her pleasantly, cocky and aggressive by nature. Kacedin was ballsy and abit chipper, after all, not every night you might gain so much power from one little lady.

Sitting perfeclty still as Kacedin looked her over, Darla kept the scorn at his words from her face with her customary smile. Being told one was easy on the eyes by a male was never what it sounded, many modern men seemed to think anything that could be slept with and didn't have two heads was easy on the eyes. Still, although his comments had not phased her, Darla wanted to repay his cocky nature. He had assumed he warranted an immediate audience with the Master of the City, and that was almost amusing to her.

"What makes you assume that I am Mistress Strigoi? For all your knowledge I could be a mere servant of her household sent to pose as the Mistress and so enable her to observe you unseen."

Now, had Kacedin bothered to research the one he was to meet enough to know her face and so put her statement to rest?

Smiling threw his perfect teeth, Kacedin reached into his coat pocket and withdrew a folded piece of picture paper, opening its face for her to see it was a clear picture of the woman in front of him, standing beside another attractive vampire with short hair and chiseled features.

"Don't take my lack of civility and manors for stupidity, thats just insulting..." he smirked widely, pleased with himself as he let the picture fall at the way side onto her desk. As he leaned back in his chair Kacedins feet crossed and he placed them at the edge of her desk, the heels of his size 14 boots booming loudly onto the wood.

"Now are we gonna get down to some business or are you gonna still pretend to be a hand maid or something?" the smile fled from his lips, he didn't like vampire misdirection at all, he had seen there effects far to often in the previous years to wanna sit in front of this woman and hear it again.

"Very good Kacedin, you do your research. Now, kindly remove your feet from my desk before I remove them for you. If you wish to be respected then you should behave as one who warrants it."

Watching as his smile faded, Darla simply looked into Kacedin, staring calmly at his hyena. Her power over emotions somehow enabled her to 'see' the beasts of lycans when in human form. Perhaps it was the sheer emotional power of the animals, she didn't know, but she did know that she could see the hyena and it knew she could.

"What do you desire from this Kacedin?"

Kacedin ran his tongue on the inside of his cheek, considering quietly his options before deciding to remove his feet. He let the slip from the desk and land with a thud onto the floor. His beast went still, and cold, the bristling hairs on his arms stood on end and Kacedin sucked his lips into his mouth for several seconds before responding.

"Well I want what everyone wants, and what you and I can offer one another. More power." He placed a hand behind his head, running his fingers threw the freshly cut strands. "Unless everyday you get an offer to increase your own personal supply of warriors such as myself" he placed a hand onto his chest, reveling in his own ego, which was well warranted, at least in his own opinion.

Her easiness on the eyes was fading, nothing made a girl look more unattractive then the personal invasion of ones insides, and her looking inside of him somehow made her a hag in Kacedins eyes.

Nodding in thanks and congratluations as Kacedin chose the right course and let his feet slide from her desk, she noticed his beast's reaction to her staring and slowly withdrew her gaze so that she saw only the human. Now the hyena knew she could see it, she did not have to keep seeing it for it to feel observed and she often found that those under observation behaved far more civilly.

"Indeed I do not have many warriors as I find myself in a position of being able to defend myself, but an addition to their ranks is always welcome. Now what exactly do you desire in terms of power Kacedin? To be affiliated with me infers power to others, but I feel that you require solid power not the appearance of it. Am I correct?"

Pointing his long index finger at her, his thumb raised, he gave her a one gun salute and continued to smile threw his teeth. "Sharp lady, I like it." He began slipping his newly tailored coat from his torso, shrugging it off his very broad shoulders. His gun hung free on his ribs, the few straps of leather that kept it against his body seemed like pieces of shoe string on such a large canvas, but they did there job for a few months before snapping, then it was an easy thing replacing the article.

"Power is power, we both know who has it, and we both have our own thoughts on how to go about getting more, now one thing I wasn't able to dig up on you was your animal to call, now I already know there are several packs and clans and what not in the city already..." his large hand began rolling itself, clearly not in the mood for tiny details. "And we know you have probably had meetings with there respective leaders, which means I'm sure you've either had similar offers or discussions of this nature." he gave a loud hopeful snort to brake his pause "unless there all sniveling little cry babies come to beg you to let them stay in peace."

He smiled again, today felt like a good day to be cocky to Kacedin, he held most of the cards, at least in his own mind. "But thats not the point, the point is if you wouldn't mind, I'd like to know your animal to call." he folded his hands onto his stomach, leaning back as far as he could in his chair, awaiting her response, all the while wondering what she looked like naked.

Leaving her neutral smile on her face as Kacedin gave her a gunners salute, she gave an inward smirk as he removed his coat. He expected to be here a while and wanted to be comfortable...very sure of himself. She could also tell from his eyes that he was stripping her, and with a slightly wider and more suggestive smile, stood up from behind her desk and glided around so she was leaning against the desk, her hips settled against the hard wood. She knew the corset of the dress clung to her like a second skin and that he would be able to see each muscle move beneath it, and she loved every second of it.

"What would you give me in return for this knowledge Kacedin? Surely you do not expect me to give you a piece of myself without getting something of yours in return?"

He glanced her full up and down, spending an extra moment memorizing the length and curve of her legs, Kacedin was a legs kinda guy and he wasn't all that surprised to find she had very nice legs. Most vampires did, people were in such better, more healthier states long ago, those who had there bodies frozen in time were ever so lucky.

He glimpsed her eyes for a moment, Kacedin hated doing this, the feel of vampire gaze, though not threatening to him, he'd had some of the most talented vamps try and roll him, failing with a fist in there brain, still had its drawbacks, like splitting headaches, and visions of things he didn't really care to see.

"Why Misses Strigoi ..." he smiled even wider, if such a thing was possible. "Are you trying to seduce me?" he placed his hands behind his head, like some jock high school student getting his first lap dance. Spreading his legs a bit, he gave his large rounded thigh a gentle tap as if to say 'come to me my pretty'.

Sure it wouldn't work he was more then comfortable doing so, after all business and pleasure never really mixed well with the vampires he had known, and as he knew in his own mind, they were all the same. Just didn't breeds of the same cattle.

Still smiling predatorialy at him, Darla watched Kacedin with slightly cool eyes but the devious thoughts racing over them were plain to see. Staying against the desk, she licked the tip of a fang as he patted his thigh then tilted her head slightly as she spoke.

"There is no Mr Strigoi Kacedin, so I am not misses. Mistress or Miss Strigoi shall do for know until I deem you able to use my name. In return I shall call you what you wish to be called, as is only fair. Now then....do you wish to know my animal? If you do then I need something in return for so valuable a piece of information..."

"Well Darla, oh do you mind if I call you Darla?" like she could stop him. "Why don't we back the sex train up until business is finished, then if you want I can fuck your brains out. I have a job to do and I'd prefer to get it done right away. After all I didn't fly a thousand miles to sample the best Miami has to offer." that was a genuine comment, this woman, this old thing did seem to be the best Miami had to offer in the female department, and as Kacedin knew she was untouchable, that made the fact he was moving here slightly more difficult then it had to be, Kacedin was far to much of a proud male not to have the greatest female near him, fawning over him, sliding beneath the dinner table to satisfy him while he enjoyed his porter house.

"Your animal, I do wish to know it." he ran his hand over his chin, he had shaved that morning, but stubble was already beginning to rear its ugly head. "Tell you what, I'll give you some information if you give me some first. Tell me your animal to call and I'll tell you a little secret." he laid his hands back over his stomach, head tilted, waiting to see if the bait would be nibbled by the big fish in the room.

"Ohh but surely you, if you claim any knowledge of vampires, would know that we are not ones to willingly divulge our knowledge without something first. We can dance this way all night if you wish, but you shall never gain the power you desire if we do. So yes, let us halt this imagined 'sex train' of which you speak and get to the business you desire. It is not necessary for you to know my animal to get what you want, and it is not neccesary for me to know some secret about you that is probably your most enjoyed food or something equally mundane."

Still eyeing Kacedin, Darla smiled wider, but at the same time letting him know through her eyes that if he thought she would go for something so petty then he was sorely mistaken.

Placing his hands firmly onto the arms of his chair, Kacedin pushed himself up to his feet. He loomed over this woman, which he loved of course. Stepping up to her he placed his hands onto each side of the desk next to her, his face inches from hers. Eyes glancing from the top of her nose, to the bottom of her lips again and again.

He smiled and spoke softly. "Lets get just one thing straight then." he tilted his head to the side, eyes staring down at the ground. "I really ... HATE politics. I really loathe it. For once I'd just love to cut the bullshit, get everything out on the table and get something done for a change. So get off that high hoarse of yours, and lets talk some brass tax... ok?" his face shifted to something angry and dark,

His power spilled out of every pore of his skin, flooding the room.

Tilting her face up to stare calmly at Kacedin as he stood over her, she was close enough to feel the heat of both his living body and the fire of his hyena pulsing against her cool skin. Not moving her eyes to follow his own as they roamed over her face then down to the floor, she continued to stare at his face as she listened, not moving or continuing the false breathing she often used around human or lycan guests.

His face changing simply made her want to smirk at him though she mastered that impulse, his inability to keep his emotions in check was interesting. She could help him with that, willingly for him or not. The knowledge that she could wipe away his emotions like dust and send him back to his chair calmly flitted through her but she decided instead to leave that power out of it for now. An icy and firm tone would do.

"Kacedin, step away from me now. Your size and power does not threaten me, so do not think that your closeness will make me back down. If you wished to eliminate the element of politics then you should of taken my first of many hints that I was not going to tell you my animal."

Kacedins face went slack for a moment and something like a smiled spread a crossed his lips. His hands gripped the desk tighter and with a few very slow simple gestures, he tossed it effortlessly against the back wall, his brows drew together and he stared down at this little woman. Every urge in his body telling him to place his gun to the temple of this little bitch and do Miami a favor.

But then, orders and orders, and Kacedin would prefer to win in a better way then to see this little cunt dead and bloody at his feet. "Fine. I can always find out on my own anyway." He smoothed out his shirt, needing to feel fabric on his palms. he wanted to feel her throat crushed beneath them but, we don't always get what we want.

Kacedin took a few steps back and landed into his chair, letting it creek and nearly splinter as he plopped. "Oh and you can bill me for the desk." he moved his lips to one side of his mouth, his eyes showing a mock apology. His hands now ran themselves over his trousers, his eyes glaring daggers around the room as he took in the sight of the destruction he had caused. It calmed him a little. And he hoped that any other meetings the big bad bitch of Miami had tonight would have to be canceled.

"Back to business?" in a more pleasant tone Kacedin began to speak, quickly, placing his hands behind his head, getting more comfortable. "You'll get my service, and in exchange I get to operate in your city and I lead your other pack" he mumbled quietly then "If Any..." he smiled up at her, even sitting he was almost as tall as she was. "That means they do what I say when I say. None of this having to go over my head to you shit. If they do I brake there necks and tell you they fell..."

Stepping forwards from the desk just before it was thrown against the wall, Darla was now slightly closer to Kacedin but it kept her on her feet so she put up with it until he moved back into his chair.

"Yes you can Kacedin, and I do not care for the desk as it was in need of replacement soon. Thank you for your assistance in its removal."

Staying standing Darla sent out her power to one of her manservants, informing him of the desk's destruction and the need for a replacement to be bought in before focusing back onto the hyena as she listened to his view of their business. She had almost had enough of his impertinance and it was only her self control that stopped her from unsheathing her greatsword and removing him personally from her estate with a little less weight to him than when he had entered.

"The Pack of this city already have an Ulfric, Kacedin, and you are not the species required to lead them, just as you are not fit to rule the Pard. The wolves report to me and that is how it shall stay, you are not one who has the power to come in here and demand that change. However, should you wish to have hyenas to lead then I can arrange that you have members for your own Pack within the city, also in my service via you. But I would remind you that such a service from me does not come freely..."

'Oh stop your whining you pissy little bitch' he thought, wrapping his hands tightly together, letting them fall back onto his stomach as he tried to word his next sentence just right.

"No offense or anything your majesty, but it sounds like your in need of a good ramming. And frankly. I think you should reconsider your place and situation a bit more. Yes your the master of the city, are you a powerful vampire?" his face twisted and he shrugged a bit "I've certainly tangled with tougher and came out the victor. Now you don't have many under your employ, and none that certainly can match me." he stood quickly, puffing his chest out, letting his shoulders roll.

"I am an asset. And the sooner you start playing ball, the sooner we can both begin to make a profit from this lil venture." he placed his hands onto her hips leaning his head in, as if to kiss her. He brushed his cheek against hers and whispered into her ear "Wanna see something cool?"

Listening quietly as Kacedin spoke again, Darla inwardly had to restrain herself from simply killing the hyena now. But, he would come in handy. He just needed breaking to bridle.

"I will not deign to ask what said ramming would involve, but I do know that simple size and muscle does not indicate power. Yes, you have size and power, but whilst I may not have bulk I more than have power, so do not fret as to my abilities dear Kacedin."

The scorn couldn't help but creep into the 'dear Kacedin', but both of them knew that they didn't like the other so hiding it would just be an exercise in futility.

The moment his hot hands touched her hips her eyes flashed into blue flame a moment in rage before she quickly surpressed it and stood perfectly still against him, not moving to remove him as she knew that the temptation to rip his impertinent tongue from within his head would be rather strong now. What he didn't think of was that in whispering into her ear her mouth was in the perfect position to strike. She could drain him right here, and he had put himself into the position. Her lips moved towards his throat so that as she spoke her lips, and through them her fangs, brushed against his skin. A subtle warning that she had him.

"Ohh but I am playing ball, and said ball is in your court Kacedin. I have told you that what you desire shall not come freely, now it is up to you to decide if you are going to take what I offer. But if you have something to show me then feel free, demonstrations are part of the interview process."