Despite his rather distasteful job, Orion is a reasonable business man. Most sellers dealing with slave buyers use their influence over the slave to get themselves a better deal, however Mr. Williamss knows that if he tired anything of the like with the younger Vandros' mostbelovedd slave he would lose Alexi's business forever. He does however have a slight gleam in his eyes when Joseph moves right into buyers mode. [i]'I see you know your master's heart well Joseph. He would do almost anything to obtain this slave. I will be kind though. Alexi is a shrewd buyer, and no matter what he would offer a fair price to me. . .'[/i] Going over his numbers he quote a reasonable price to the elder vampire, adding on of course a few provisions such as a few control devices for his work, and adding in slyly a request for Joseph to ask his master if he would meet Orion for lunch some time.

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His eyes soon alight on the vampire, settled down and writing in a notebook of some sort. Alexi's smile stays in place as Erik closes the book and look over at him. Upon entering his room Alexi had dropped his mask, letting the stress he'd been repressing all morning drift to the surface and sine in his eyes. He can feel the weakness in his legs even as the vampire begins walking over and he laughs lightly at the comment on his condition. He waves a hand an chuckles, pushing off the door and drifting over to his wardrobe. “Nothing is wrong, as far as I can tell. This is about how I should be feeling.” As he walks he strips off his clothes, dropping them on the floor without a care.

Once at his wardrobe he pulls it open and standing there in his birthday suit he picks out a loose button up shirt and slips it on quickly, doing a few of the buttons before shutting the door once more and tottering over to his bed. With a loud huff he flops on to the now clean and made bed and rolls around a bit before flopping on his side so he can see Erik. He smiles softly and says in an exhausted voice, “And you are wrong. I am excellent at hiding what is on the inside. I simply show it now because it's you. There is no need to hide anything about this experience. . .” He lets out a soft sigh and rolls to his stomach, the ache inside throbbing again now that he is once more near it's source. Though, in truth, at only once dose it is purely a mental perception that the proximity would make him feel the emotions more strongly, however Alexi is of the firm belief that he must learn to deal with them sooner rather than later, so when around Erik he does not try to repress them at all.

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As the elder Vandros settles in for his evening paperwork the alarm suddenly goes off overhead and with a cool efficiency he slides back into his double holsters and is sprinting towards the garage along with the rest of his team. They are new for the most part, but a couple of his old team were left after the last transfer, giving him a most difficult team to handle. However when the attack alarm goes off all are of one mind. Skidding to a halt in front of the chief with the rest of the detective team leaders he confirms their target before racing off to inform his team. [i]'Why now? After losing their leader you'd think that they would take a break for a while. I know he was only one leader, but still. . . .'[/i] Glancing at the sheet in his hand his stomach drops. [i]'A bombing. . .At one of Alexi's factories. . .In the Shuba district. I guess it's another group. Erik's group operates mostly in the Jackson district, maybe as far as Grenwald, but Shuba. . . .It must have been huge to have them call out our station'[/i]