They fall into a comfortable silence for a moment, before Donna and a tall, brunette man appears in the doorway. She knows from the look of him he's a Gainor. They're not hard to spot. The main bloodlines have always bred true, to an extent. She probably should have seen the truth of her own parentage sooner.
"Ladies, this is David Gainor. He'll be taking you to Baltimore." Donna then steps back to leave them to it.
David offers them both a dry smile, before gesturing back to the door. "I'm not one for small talk, so - shall we?"
Adrienne holds up a finger.]
Before we do, what exactly should we expect? I know this likely isn't going to be a homecoming.
( In the back of Isobel's mind, she wonders just how much Adrienne might be of help. She adds to her list of priorities: research around vampire compulsion on vampires. If there's anything she'd want protection against. Besides upping her vervain intake daily, which is something else.
Not that she won't be on guard in front of witches she doesn't know.
She stands back, sizing up the man with a dark outline. She lived with a heart in darkness for longer than she can remember and recognizes it in him.
In the hallway, Connor is idling by the elevator, reading a file but really overhearing. If Robin is Harvey's eyes, usually, when Harvey isn't here, then Connor is Donna's. )
If I may. ( She believes they need her more than she needs them, but she can't say that out loud. ) You're not going alone, and that phone call took an awful long time. Everyone here is dealing in factors they didn't see coming, but the truth remains. You are family. She bares no ill will to your generation.
( From a vampire who heard all sides of the conversation. )
["Family is a bit of a stretch." David tips his head to the side. "Would it help to know where we're starting from? What we know about you?"
Adrienne's face pales for a moment, before nodding. Might as well get it out in the open.]
You know I'm a bastard.
[In the genetic sense, not a colloquial one. David nods. "We do. But we don't really hold that kind of thing against people anymore. And we're not stupid or naive. My mother has a magic-negating room, and when we get there, we'll have a conversation. Provided we can all come to an agreement, everyone walks away happy."
Adrienne nods, because fair enough. In some ways it's comforting that they've got their own precautions. That she's not just simply taking her at her world. She then looks back to Isobel.]
It also separates me from Isobel. Smart.
[David shrugs. "Wouldn't have been able to take over the coven if we were fools. Which we will talk about. You've missed a lot in the last four hundred years." He then looks at Isobel.
"It's nothing personal. Precautions, you understand."]
( Two things. Every witch inside that room will be on an even playing field. Isobel won't be in there with her. But, she doubts her new friend can't hold her own. )
I don't take things personally from near strangers.
( Hell, from close relatives. )
Fair is fair. Donna, thank you for the hospitality and making the introductions. Your associate is brave, but skittish. He has promise. David. Lead the way.
[David nods, before stepping back and moving towards the door to the conference room. He closes it, and when he reopens the door, they're seeing a different hallway than the one that exists on the other side of the glass conference room walls.]
After you.
[Adrienne nods, getting to her feet and making her way through the door to the other side, only pausing to make sure that Isobel was following behind.]
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They fall into a comfortable silence for a moment, before Donna and a tall, brunette man appears in the doorway. She knows from the look of him he's a Gainor. They're not hard to spot. The main bloodlines have always bred true, to an extent. She probably should have seen the truth of her own parentage sooner.
"Ladies, this is David Gainor. He'll be taking you to Baltimore." Donna then steps back to leave them to it.
David offers them both a dry smile, before gesturing back to the door. "I'm not one for small talk, so - shall we?"
Adrienne holds up a finger.]
Before we do, what exactly should we expect? I know this likely isn't going to be a homecoming.
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Not that she won't be on guard in front of witches she doesn't know.
She stands back, sizing up the man with a dark outline. She lived with a heart in darkness for longer than she can remember and recognizes it in him.
In the hallway, Connor is idling by the elevator, reading a file but really overhearing. If Robin is Harvey's eyes, usually, when Harvey isn't here, then Connor is Donna's. )
If I may. ( She believes they need her more than she needs them, but she can't say that out loud. ) You're not going alone, and that phone call took an awful long time. Everyone here is dealing in factors they didn't see coming, but the truth remains. You are family. She bares no ill will to your generation.
( From a vampire who heard all sides of the conversation. )
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Adrienne's face pales for a moment, before nodding. Might as well get it out in the open.]
You know I'm a bastard.
[In the genetic sense, not a colloquial one. David nods. "We do. But we don't really hold that kind of thing against people anymore. And we're not stupid or naive. My mother has a magic-negating room, and when we get there, we'll have a conversation. Provided we can all come to an agreement, everyone walks away happy."
Adrienne nods, because fair enough. In some ways it's comforting that they've got their own precautions. That she's not just simply taking her at her world. She then looks back to Isobel.]
It also separates me from Isobel. Smart.
[David shrugs. "Wouldn't have been able to take over the coven if we were fools. Which we will talk about. You've missed a lot in the last four hundred years." He then looks at Isobel.
"It's nothing personal. Precautions, you understand."]
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( Two things. Every witch inside that room will be on an even playing field. Isobel won't be in there with her. But, she doubts her new friend can't hold her own. )
I don't take things personally from near strangers.
( Hell, from close relatives. )
Fair is fair. Donna, thank you for the hospitality and making the introductions. Your associate is brave, but skittish. He has promise. David. Lead the way.
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After you.
[Adrienne nods, getting to her feet and making her way through the door to the other side, only pausing to make sure that Isobel was following behind.]