Mrs. Scotts Place.

Elle drives up in the truck, hopping out and going to Scotts' door.

She knocks lightly.

Mr. Lopez answers the door.

"Mrs. Scotts will see you in her office."

The office itself is fairly spartan; the only real decoration is a painting on the wall, its dark and hard to make much out in it.

"Well, Hound Morraine, a pleasure to see you again." Mrs. Scotts gives a polite smile from behind her desk. There is a legal pad on it, as well as fine pen. Otherwise, there isn't any paper.

"I realize I took more than three days, I apologize Mrs. Scotts." she says.

"It seems that the Carthian Movement is not interested in me... A pity... But good for the Invictus I think," she says, smiling.

"That remains to be seen. You first lesson should be one of the most important. An invictus keeps her word. If I tell you that I will give you a room in the hotel, then you can be assured that you will have that room. If I say that I will not harm you, then you have nothing to fear from me. If I say I will respond in three days, you will hear in three days, even if I have to run through sunlight to make sure the message gets delivered. I once had a vampiric messenger so deliver a message to me for his sire. That is what we expect."

She opens a drawer on her desk and hands over a manilla folder.

"That contains the list of titles and functions that they operate by. I expect you to know them by the end of the week."

"Finally, you have a task. A Mr. Fillipe of the Sterling hotel was a ghoul of the late Baron Icarus. He has disappeared with Icarus' death. As hound, tracking the man down should not be an issue. You will have the full cooperation of the staff in this. I expect him found by the end of the week."

Elle inwardly cringes, already the memorizing had begun. She feels a bit nauseous, having hated school.

She then grates at someone telling her what to do, trying to enforce patience on herself.

"Okay." she says simply.

"Good. I made the mistake of talking back when I first had my tasks given to me. I was fortunate they let me walk out of that room, instead of crawl out on my hands and shattered legs. I will also say this, before you can lead, you must learn to follow. When you have demonstrated that you can follow orders perfectly, then you have the capacity to give orders perfectly. I look forward to that day.

Also, I want the man brought here alive. His death would be considered a failure. You may have access to any firearm or armor that you deem necessary from my stock, just mention the name and I'm sure I can find it for you."

Elle nods.

"And what if the man is already dead?" she asks.

"That would be most unfortunate, as we have plans for him. I would of course, need to examine the body to see the manner in which he died. Ghouls are generally more potent than the kine that they walk amongst; the last thing we need to is to miss yet another destroyer in this city. However, I have great faith that you will find him soon, and alive." Mrs. Scotts smiles.

"With that said, as Mrs. Scotts, I can tell you that you really want him to be alive, becuase he's crucial for the next step.

"I release my ghoul to you for the time being. At the very least he can drive your truck about and keep an eye out for you. He's a touch addled in the brain though, so don't expect too much from him." Mr. Lopez then enters.
Mrs. Scotts stares at him for a moment, before he bows to Elle "Mistress Moraine, how can I serve you?"

Elle blinks, "well, thats interesting...and...thanks for the ghoul." she says.

"Mr. Lopez can you please check at the hotel for his ghoul's last known whereabouts, and inform them I will be coming to question the staff later this evening?" she asks pleasantly.

"Yes Mistress Moraine."

Mrs. Scotts sends you out to go about your business.