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[color=CDBD2B][b]Time: [/b][/color]Morning
[color=CDBD2B][b]Location: [/b][/color]Streets of Ember Grove
[color=CDBD2B][b]Interaction: [@princess][/b][/color][/center]
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She had only let it her expression slip for a moment but it was enough for Lucius to know he had caught her off-guard. Lucius himself maintained a gentle, kind expression with the poise and stature of someone who possesses a great deal of wisdom. Regal, yet soft [color=CDBD2B]"Ah, I appreciate it. While I do love the rain, it's never good to be in it for too long."[/color] He said in response to her sheltering him with her umbrella. However, she quickly shifted the conversation onto him. It was not too surprising. He had mostly secluded himself for the past couple weeks with the Children of the Black Moon exclusively and only rarely ventured into the public areas of Ember Grove. Two weeks and he had usurped the the spineless wrench of a leader from her position. Now it was time to plant the seeds of dissent in Ember Grove one step at a time. However, he needed far more information about the different forces in play.

Lucius nodded in response to her question with sheepish smile as he rubbed the back of his neck [color=CDBD2B]"Yeah, you got me. I'm still trying to figure out where everything is. People seem to think I'm a little scary so its hard to get directions."[/color] He laughed at his own misfortune. It occurred to Lucius that he might be able to avoid the hassle of finding the proper body to imitate, if she would simply introduce him to her coven. While playing this kind teacher character was painful at times, it was less so then some of the other lives he's taken over the years. The first step was letting her known exactly what he was in terms of being a warlock. Second, would be to earn her relative trust. The latter he was dreading. [color=CDBD2B]"[i]Inde rem hanc adducite.[/i]"[/color] He spoke just loud enough for her to hear, making a hand movement similar to a performing magician.

A red rose with a shortened stem appeared in his hand, a rather cliche item for a magic trick but that was the point. Bystanders would simply see it as the same magic trick they've seen a thousand times but only Violet would know otherwise, at least so was his hope.[color=CDBD2B]"Not too bad, right? I thought learning some simple tricks would help break the ice in a new place."[/color] He lightheartedly said with a cheery expression. In the unlikely event she was not a witch, playing it off as a simple magic trick protected his identity as well. Infiltrate and identify the main threats then proceed to eliminate. Any coven that was not the Disciples posed a threat to his end goal. A process honed over a thousand years of trial and conflict. At last he had the chance to make his ultimate goal come true.