He was up, the night welcomed him back with a light smile. Staring out his window of his very own chambers, didn't use his coffin unless it was necessary. Baron Joseph was doing not too much of nothing else until his servant entered the room holding Joseph's cellphone, it was the same he always had once he stepped inside of London. Antonio's German accent was heard as he stood at the entrance of the door blocking the way in from the outside. "Monsieur Joseph?"Joseph did not turn his whole body, but canted his head to Antonio holding his phone in the right of his hand. "What is it Antonio?"It was good knowing he had his servant when he needed a companion.

His hired bodyguards were somewhere around here, they knew their position, so stood at all corners of the estate making sure that just before someone decide to enter uninvited or if they even think of harming their employer at anytime. Joseph took the phone Antonio handed out to him, he put the receiver on his right here. "Greetings, Madamosielle. It's so nice hearing from you." The French accent was not missed, his tone was calm and held delight hearing from that lil witch he came to finding favor in as of now.

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He would smile, there was a charming voice the minute he can pick up her breathing not to mention the thudding footsteps as if he was there with her. "It is so well to hear from you Ms. Astrid. Glad to hear one of my favorite witches, and the only little hocus pocus I know has actually thought of me. So tell me, how was your day? "His words poured through the mouthpiece almost meant to add a sentence, but then that will come later once their conversation has extended. Thinking of the blonde half of the time had made him think of naughty, very naughty things. Impure thoughts for an undead such as he is outrageous. A soft spot for the blondies has been a weakness since he was fourteen, he sure adopted a sexual mind even at that age.

After he met up with a new vampire Santino, Joseph returned home to his resting place where he occupied it while he was staying in New Orleans. How much he actually liked it was going to be a steep result. The best connection around anywhere was with this woman, Astrid was pretty and really a nice girl but has seen what she is quite capable of during the night Zachary was attacked by that vile werewolf, the smell around that beast sure did not go away no matter how far he is or the creature was no longer in the area. He can hear Astrid's feet clicking the floor, heard a car door slam and other background noises that was unheard by a sheer human.

Her club she say? Hmm. He would have to slide there just to have a good excuse of seeing the blondie Samantha Stevens again. His nickname for her and he actually gave it to her during their first night out on the rides at the carnival. "I'm glad. I mean that Astrid."He just thought about his upcoming theatre scheduled this week and wondered if she will come on by to take a nice peek of his SIckle Salve Theater. It was a very, very large building with tons of skyscrapers, two elevators, escalators for the second floor and lots more that any theater lover would love. Premieres and other events goes on at the theater which will be opened downtown. "Astrid? I was thinking. I am having a Grand Opening to my new theater that is opening downtown this week, will you try to make it?" He stood where he was, he did not go anywhere.

So? Astrid was thinking of purchasing a home for herself? At that point, he jumped to the opportunity. "If you're having a tough time why not let me tag along the next time you go house hunting again?"It was an offer, Joseph was a man of business and had excellent tastes so why not make the best of it.

How does a man from the mid-1800s operate an invention that never came out during his time? He did remember Astrid asking about his age thinking if he told her the real truth then would she be like geez. She explained to him he was a young kindred, but for a vampire he was 148 which clearly means for him he was from her perception. Listening to her voice was listening to the murmurs of the calm of a blue lake hidden in the distance. She asked nicely, if he would assist in her looking for a place to call home. It really was sweet to invite him. "Sure. I would not mind tagging alone. I should awaken from my stupor then. Wait for me at the front door. "He heard a sound like fighting in the other room.

Damn his bodyguards, just when he was enjoying all this conversation with a cute little Samantha Stevens, again, it was her nickname from him. "I gotta to go Ms. nose twitcher. Some of my own guards is having a tug-of-war. I must break up the match. "He clicked the off button then left his chambers to go put a squeeze on his shapeshifting enforcers whose suppose to be protecting him from anyone coming through that door that may seem to be a threat. Good to have some backup, if they was to die good for them. Slaughters was the best, especially when planning your escape plan.