Beginnings

[Sebastian Echelon II]

@Hester
@Violet Macfusty

Tonight was one of the most important nights of his business life. Sebastian was about to approach one of the most heralded evil characters of today, at least in the world that he took part in. Sebastian had a lot of respect for Hester, despite her appearance. He heard her name a lot, whispered amongst his slaves. Some of them were such lower class filth that they were almost glad they'd been kidnapped by him instead of Hester. Finally, those two things were about to become not mutually exclusive.

He strode down dirtied street after street, adorned in his best robes and, as such, looking extremely out of place. But he kept his head high and his confidence maintained, as he was clearly bounds ahead of every filthy lower class mudblood that was groveling at his feet.

Finally he arrived at the street corner he'd arranged the meeting at. It was right next to one of his storage units, so he could give Hester a tour of the facilities need be. Sebastian had several guards stationed inside his unit so that slaves couldn't get out. Besides, this particular unit was intermediary, and they would quickly be shipped off to a less discoverable location. Sebastian leaned against a wall lazily and awaited Hester's arrival.

  

[Alice]

Hester did not travel alone very often. Being such an important, yet tiny, person was rather dangerous. Even if she was a vampire, she could easily be over powered. Being trapped in the body of a seven year old was an inconvenience more often than not. Tonight however, she thought it important that she be seen as strong and capable. After giving directions to her most trusted lackeys of what to do and whom to kill if something happened to her, she'd donned her cloak and made her way to where she'd agreed to meet Sebastian Echelon.

He was just as handsome as she'd been told, though given what she was, this did not effect her. Quite tall as well. Unphased, the vampire approached him, tossing the hood of her cloak back just as she reached the shadows of the building. Her voice was high and airy, just as a seven-year old girl's was expected to be, "Evening."