La Belle Gabrielle

[Vincent Lémartes]

Vincent smiled broadly and stepped away from Hector. He sheathed his rapier and began to walk back towards the club.

"Come" Vincent commanded over his shoulder to Hector, he signalled over to Stone who was looking apprehensively at Hector.

"Y-yes sir?" Stone stammered.

"Do not fear him, he is mine now" Vincent said still smiling. "Get your men inside, all them standing about out here. Its bad for business."
"You heard Mr Lémartes" Stone shouted, his men quickly disappeared inside the club.

Vincent walked over to Belle, Kana and Zackary. "Gentlemen, and of course my dear Thorne. This is my newest employee. For security purposes his real name shall not be disclosed. You may call him Hector." Vincent looked at each of them his eyes stopping at Belle. "Kana, Zackary you are dismissed." He said to them still looking at Belle. "Kana get Mr Kalen properly attired."

He waited until they had left. "Thorne take this Demon and find a place for him. I will be retiring to the estate." With that he turned and walked back into the club. "Have my limousine ready" He called to her as he walked back in through the double doors and up to his office.

Vincent quickly got changed back into his blue suit and waited until the call arrived that his limo was ready. He then descended the stairs, and accompanied by two bodyguards he was driven to his estate.

((Continued at the Lémartes estate [For Vincent only]))

[Belle Thorne]

Belle nodded to the demon, intregued at the way Vincent had suddenly calmed him
"Yes Vincent"
she replied, nodding, waiting for Hector to be ready to follow her

[Kana Lémartes]

Watching the half-demon fall to his knees, Kana let out a snort of disgust. How like him. He thought, keeping his mind guarded.

He watched his brother contemptuously as he strode over to them.

"Certainly.... brother." He said, false courtesy dripping from his voice. "Come, Zackary." He said, turning on his heel and entering the club again. "It's time to finish your... induction." He said, grinning.

[Zackary Kalen]

Zack stood up, stretching languidly and wincing very slightly when his back let out a satisfying cracking noise.

"Goody," he responded, draining the last of his drink and following Kana at an unhurried pace.

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[Hector]

"Of course, master," Hector said softly, still a tone of evil could be heard in his voice.

He followed the vampire, but didn't start a conversation with her. He felt a need to be here, and yet no enthusiasm to at the same time... It was strange.

[Belle Thorne]

((werewolf?!))

Belle led Hector wordlessly inside and past the frightened security guards, amused at the effect a simple demon had upon the morale of the security staff
they'll get over it
she opened her phone as she walked and dialled the number for the estates desk
"It's Thorne, what rooms do we have free? we have a new employee to house"
she listened, nodding
"okay, room 55 will have to do, thanks"
she closed her phone, stopping by the lift and pressing the up button.

[Hector]

(Grr, this is what working does to you. What little marbles you had in your head in the first place finally lie down and die! I'll wait til you two decide on the lift thing before I edit this post further.)

Hector followed, but didn't notice the guards fear. He was used to it.

He was beginning to remember what it felt like to be in a crowd however, and it spawned memories he had tried to surpress. He didn't like it.

The option to turn around and walk out, however, mysteriously remained unavailable to him.

Hector followed Belle into the lift, and still remained silent.

[Kana Lémartes]

Kana led Zack through the corridors of La Belle Gabrielle and up a flight of stairs or two. He stopped, once, and addressed an employee that passed them, telling him to fetch a man called Colville and direct him to room forty-two The man nodded and left, and Kana continued through the building. Finally, he stopped outside a door at the end of a corridor.

"I hope you aren't afraid of a little... pain" he said sadistically. He glanced at the tattoo on his right hand and smirked, pushing the door open.

The room itsself was almost bare, and oddly reminiscent of a dental surgery. Attached to two of the walls were sets of drawers and cupboards with a worktop surface, one of which housed a sink. There was a sterilisation unit on one end of the unit. There were only two chairs in the room, one near the door and another, reclining chair in the centre.

"Take a seat." Said Kana, indicating the chair in the centre, and seating himself in the chair near the door. "Colville should not be long." He smirked. "If he knows what's good for him."

[Zackary Kalen]

[[OOC: *charges back in* Sorry. Exams + Trip to Italy +preparations for said trip = NNO for me.]]

Sitting in the chair, Zack couldn't help but feel a little sense of forboding. He wasn't stupid; he knew exactly what was going to happen. Tattoo, most likely. Something to mean he couldn't just up and leave. Not easily at least. He'd had a tattoo done before, so he wasn't afraid of the pain or anything ridiculous. He just didn't like the idea of having something stuck on his skin that he himself hadn't decided on.

Not that he really have much choice.

Leaning back bonelessly, Zack toyed with the idea of lighting another cigarette before asking,

"So, is this going on my right hand?" he let out a short breath, before continuing, "Only my back is pretty occupied right now, so you'll have trouble putting anything there."

[Kana Lémartes]

Kana continued smirking.
"Correct. Your hand. And your heart."

At that moment, a tall, burly-looking man with short yellow hair entered the room.
"Ah Colville. Give Mr Kalen the usual markings."

Colville nodded and glanced at Zack. "Yes Mr Lemartes."
He turned to Zack.
"Right or left?"

[Zackary Kalen]

Zack clucked his tongue against his teeth, glancing idly at his hands. He was predominantly right handed, however he used his left hand for occasional things like using scissors. In all honesty, he'd prefer to have the tattoo on the hand he used the least.

"Left," he said idly, before glancing over at Kana, "Usual markings?" he questioned, curious as to what they were.

[Kana Lémartes]

Colville nodded and, turned to the drawers behind the chair, busied himself preparing a needle. Kana studied Zack for a moment.
"Colville," he said. "Wait a moment."
Colville turned. "Yes, sir." He continued with his needle preparations.

"The question," said Kana coldly to Zack, "was not which hand would you prefer."
He signalled to Colville, who had finished his preparations and was waiting quietly behind Zack.

"The 'usual markings' refers to the sign of loyalty to the Lemartes family that you will bear for the rest of your life, the Lemartes family crest." He smirked.

He signalled to Colville, who picked up his needle and turned towards Zack to begin his work.

[Zackary Kalen]

Zack rolled his eyes slightly,

"Lemartes crest, huh? I can see that design conflicting with my own design preferences," he said, in a voice slightly louder than a mutter, but still not very clear. He quirked an eyebrow at Kana with the impression of a man who was slowly reached the end of his, apparently incredibly large, patience,

"Then, pray tell, what does your dear friend mean by 'Left' or 'Right'? Directions in life? Turning at the crossing?" he asked slowly, sarcasm evident in his voice. A little part of him was quite glad he had a large pain threshold, as he could see this getting ugly if he didn't reign his annoyance in. But he was finding it a little difficult to care right now.

[Kana Lémartes]

Kana stood up and walked towards Zack.
"The question that Mr Colville was asking you was, are you right handed or left? So give him a proper answer."
He stopped at Zack's feet and folded his arms across his chest.

[Zackary Kalen]

Zack grinned slighty, slumping in his chair and crossing his feet around the ankles, before lacing his hands across his stomach,

"I'm pretty adept with both, actually." It was a truth, and he could bluff well enough with his left hand, even though he didn't use it as well as his right hand, "So, take your pick." He shrugged and tilted his head at Kana.