Geralt nodded in agreement, [color=crimson]"Yes, it does seem as though you have cultivated a very well-oiled machine here. There teamwork must be astounding. My presence will be nothing more than a momentary hiccup in the works, I'm sure." [/color] And he was. Some of the members seemed hell-bent on making it so. Ivory for one, Geralt was sure, would not allow his presence to affect her performance in any way. Her claim was staked, and would remain so come Hell or high water. The others, however, seemed more apt to follow direction than give it themselves. They would not be effected through sheer force of will on Lucien, Ivory, and Illyana's part. The trio seemed to be the strongest of will, and therefore would naturally guide the others. It was not at all that Geralt wished to upset the balance, he just couldn't help but be attracted to chaos.

As they approached his trailer, he forced his grin to widen. Large, yes, but dingy, he was sure. Luckily for him, it would take hardly any effort to clean it up and make it his. He looked it over and glanced to Lucien, still smiling, [color=crimson]"It's wonderful, Lucien, I cannot thank you enough for finding a place for me here..."[/color] There was a brief pause, then Geralt glanced around. [color=crimson]"Oh, but I do wonder, where can I find you in case of...emergencies or...other needs?"[/color] He cocked an eyebrow at the Ringleader, sure he would grasp his meaning.

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Illyana nodded at Ivory's assessment, crossing her arms over her chest and looking down at the trio's feet. Although it was clear that Ivory had a sort of personal bias against the man, Illyana knew there was truth to what she was saying. Though she could be quick to judge, Ivory's instincts were usually spot-on, as were Aurel's snakes'. She was glad to have them here, as, aside from Lucien, they would be the one's to guard the other two against Geralt's advances and sweet-talking. Cora and Akane were intelligent and kind, but their judgments of people were not as sharp. It was clear that Cora had been won over instantly, though she had always expressed a nervousness around men, it had melted just as soon as Geralt had kissed her hand. It was most likely his politeness that had done this, as Cora was used to men acting well...much rougher towards her. She had warmed a similar way to Lucien and Aurel, though they had taken their time instead of rushing right in, as Geralt had.

At Aurel's comment, Illyana shook her head and reached out a hand to rub his arm and comfort him. [color=598527]"It wasn't anything you or Licorice did."[/color] She said, her supportive instincts taking over for a moment. She dropped her hand but kept her eyes on his face. [color=598527]"It did upset him...but there was more than fear. He was angry...almost furious. It passed quickly, though. I would let your snakes know to stay away from him, that's a good idea."[/color] She said, then looked to Ivory, [color=598527]"Then there was this...thing that happened with his shadow."[/color] She looked to the ground again, trying to summon the image in her mind, [color=598527]"It twitched and sort of...shifted. It didn't look like it belonged to him. Similar to Akane's,"[/color] she said, looking back up at the damphir, [color=598527]"but different somehow."[/color]