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Maxwell sighed in relief, graciously taking the seat offered to him with a modest smile. "Thank you, the language gap here has been difficult, and my Norwegian is frankly embarrassing." He paged through his journal and took on a stiffer, professional tone and posture as he continued. "If I might...

Maxwell noticed Svann out of the corner of his eye when he walked into the room and glanced at him briefly. Something about his appearance struck him more than most, for his appearance certainly was striking. He reached into his bag and produced a journal with thick parchment bound in green...

A light snow dusted the cobbled streets and and frosted the evergreen trees that lined the roads. Snowflakes fluttered down from the sky, landing softly on Maxwell Hayward's black hat and muffler. His breath came out in great puffs of white smoke. As he arrived to the station, he checked his...

"Unbecoming and unattractive are different things, my lady," Alexandre said, unfazed, "What you do in my presence effects my reputation, that's where my quarrel lies. I've enough whispers about me yet." He muttered, but didn't bother following her, returning his focus to Franz who looked at him...

Alexandre appeared unimpressed. "You've stained your clothes," he said with a sigh, "I assume you'd now as well as I how difficult it is to completely wash off." He produced a linen handkerchief emblazoned with his monogram from a pocket and handed it to her. "Wipe that off your face, it's...

"Man made guns to kill his fellow man, not out of cowardice but for the sake of power," Alexandre said, strolling alongside Ivanna with a casually graceful gait. "And for the sake of convenience. Indeed, I certainly could slay a creature with a bare blade, but why must I bother myself with the...

The men, ignorant to Ivanna's caution, or perhaps in spite of it, strolled along the trail with careless steps, chatting between each other, yet for a moment the deer remained unmoved. Alexandre glanced between the two of them, quickly analyzing the situation. With utter irreverence, he laughed...

"Ah, mademoiselle, I'm pleased you've decided to grace us with your presence." Alexandre greeted her warmly with a small bow, stepping away from the tree and lifting his gun. The man on the other side of the tree stood with a soft rustling sound. This man had a striking appearance, but not one...

In the late-afternoon, Alexandre's butler delivered a letter from an unknown address to him in his drawing room. Glancing at the envelope, he smiled slightly and, taking a letter knife from his desk, he opened it. Looking over the the contents, he gave a single short chuckle before putting the...

Taking his coat and hat, Alexandre left the manor and hailed a carriage from outside. After the few minute drive he arrived at his house, large and in the Gothic style on the edge of a dense, sprawling woods, much of which was property of the household. As usual, he awoke late in the morning and...

"It would be my pleasure." Alexandre said, taking her glass and leaning back in his chair somewhat inelegantly, taking a decanter of wine from the table behind, and filled the glass. "I'd expect you to be interested in 'those kinds of things', as you so charmingly put it, as I'd expect a tiger...

Alexandre chuckled, "What's better to do than talk with you? As you said, these parties are quite dull if you have no one interesting to talk with. I, myself, never attend unless I'm certain of the presence of an associate." He spoke, sitting down on a a chair across from Ivanna, crossing his...

Alexandre shook her hand firmly, then placed his in his trouser pocket. "I see you despise me already. It typically takes a little longer than simply an introduction for that." He laughed jovially. "It's a shame to start off on such a poor foot, especially with someone so interesting." Alexandre...

The city sky hung gray and overcast. The buildings loomed in their dull metallic sheen. The sidewalk, streets, and the endless crowd of cars that flooded the road all appeared monochrome. The bustle of the city-- the beeping and humming of automobiles and faint conversation leaking from cafes...

Alexandre poured himself a fresh glass of whiskey, casually nodding to some of the aristocrats he's acquainted with. From the corner of his eye, he noticed an unfamiliar woman, someone he assumed to be slightly outside his societal circle. He watched some noble-- or bourgeois masquerading as a...

The Baron d'Lezines' hearth burned warm in the dead of winter. The January social season had just started up, so the lord's drawing room was filled with nobles, intermingling and chatting with each other. The sound of laughter and clink of ice in whiskey glasses filled the room, lit brightly...

Leo paused for a moment, thinking for a moment before replying. "A person, I suppose. Someone who works for a psychic corporation." He sighed and leaned back further in the bench, letting the back of his head rest on the edge of the bench. "Don't really know who I'm looking for though, it's just...

Leo narrowed his eyes, leaning forward slightly, "So you know something." He said and scrutinized her expression, then leaned back in the bench with a sigh. "I can't really tell you anything, considering you're a psychic worker." He smiled dryly at her, "Guess that means we're at a stalemate...

Bram arrived at the ground floor of one of the skyscrapers in the city, unsure if he was late or not. He walked into the elevator, leaning against the wall with his hands in his pockets. Knowing he's been called into his superior's office, Bram sighed, getting the feeling he'll be getting his...

"I don't smoke either." He said, glancing at her with a grin and putting a cigarette in his mouth. "The name's Leo, by the way, nice to meet you." He settled in the bench, letting his head fall back and lighting his cigarette with a match. Before speaking again, Leo took on a more serious...