Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-28358106-20170724000238/@comment-28358106-20170725214240

Adelaide laughs lightly, covering her mouth with the back of her hand. "Mhmhmhm, how delightful! And a welcome sign.  I was quite unsure of your reaction.  However, I must decline your gracious offer, at least in that regard.  We have the majority of the resources we need already at our disposal, you see.  Please, allow me to explain."

She gestures again, and Armata and Imperia feel a distinct change in their surroundings. The sound of a distant door opening and closing, followed by the sound of footsteps coming closer, fills the room.

Adelaide continues. "We have a...secret weapon, as it were. Two, actually, if you count Thomas' brilliance.  But there are limits to what sorcery can achieve within the bounds of medical ethics.  No, the source of what you drank from that flask was something, or someone, entirely different.  The reason for our lack of need in regards to research, actually.  She's coming now."

A young woman walks into the light of the candles and stops, more as a courtesy than anything, because Armata and Imperia can already see her in the dark as she approaches. She wears a plain gray dress, her dark brown hair pulled up in a tail bun. She might otherwise look normal, if not for her the pale skin and red eyes that unmistakably mark her as a Vampire.

Lightning flashes, and she casts no shadow.

Adelaide gestures towards her. "Lord De'Sange, Lady Imperia, allow me to introduce you to Simonelle Vaisseau, Doctor Ibrahim's resident hematologist."

Simonelle gives a shallow bow to the both of them. "My Lord. My Lady." She speaks with a plain tone of voice, her eyes not leaving them.