FIRST POSTS LOST

Kenneth Carrier: "If you wish, though I can not imagine why you would wish to travel all the way to speak with me."

Troy Lawrence [PB 4]: "I assure you, sir, it is a matter of some importance. I am en route, and will be there in approximately thirty minutes, if that is convenient for you?"

Kenneth Carrier: "Yes, it is." he says. "Tea or coffee?"

Troy Lawrence [PB 4]: "Coffee, thank you. I will see you soon."

Kenneth Carrier: "Very well." and hangs up.

Troy Lawrence [PB 4]: He hangs up, and makes his way to the house in question, pulling up to the gate if there is one, or the driveway otherwise.

Kenneth Carrier: The gate of course is closed, but as he pulls up the iron gates swing open to show the long driveway up to the house. It is a nice and large house of course with well manicured lawn and everthing else. A completely controlled home and grounds from the look of things. When he pulls up a butler is standing on the doorstep waiting to show him in.

Troy Lawrence [PB 4]: He slips out of the black Infiniti, smoothing the seams of his suit as he does. The blonde hair is perfectly in place, as always. A brief nod is given to the butler, acknowledging, and he gestures for the man to show him in.

Kenneth Carrier: The butler returns this way. "This way sir." and leads him inside. Through the living room they go and to a side room that looks like a well stocked library and office. Kenneth is already there waiting, with coffee set out. He is off to teh side of the room, two comfortable chairs opposite one another with the table between them. Kenneth is a large and powerful man, an Adren of the Tribe and possess that same regal quality evident in Claire.

Troy Lawrence [PB 4]: He walks in and approaches Kenneth, nodding respectfully to the man as he extends his hand. "Kenneth-rhya...an honor to meet you. Troy Lives-To-Tell-The-Tale Lawrence, Fostern Galliard of the House of the Unbreakable Hearth and Alpha of the Peace Eagle Pack. Thank you for seeing me."

Kenneth Carrier: "I have heard of you and your exploits. We are both from Unbreakable Hearth as well. I am Long Blade, Philidox Adren. Do be seeted." he says and sits down, after rising to greet him.

Troy Lawrence [PB 4]: "Thank you, Rhya." He nods and takes a seat. "I wish I could say that I have come under happier circumstances, but I am afraid I do not. I come to ask about the circumstances surrounding your daughter, Claire."

Kenneth Carrier: "Circumstances?" he asks before sipping from his coffee cup.

Troy Lawrence [PB 4]: He nods. "It appears that the actions of Gavriil Kazimir have sent her into an emotional tailspin. I thought to come here and get your perspective on what occurred, if you were able to say, regarding the two of them during the challenge between Gavriil and Mister Navarro."

Kenneth Carrier: He shrugs slightly. "Navarro and herself were on their way here. It seems that Gavriil learned of her impending matting to Navarro so he flew up here to fight it out. Navarro lost, and inspite of it all Gavriil surrendered his claim to her when he had won her."

Kenneth Carrier: "To me, it was obvious that she loved Gavriil and not Navarro but the rules we live by are out of my control."

Troy Lawrence [PB 4]: He nods. "As I understand. Which, I believe, is what crushed your daughter so." He watches the man calmly as he says it.

Troy Lawrence [PB 4]: d10: Per+Emp: 4,6,3,

Troy Lawrence [PB 4]: ((Ack, have 2 more dice))

Troy Lawrence [PB 4]: d10: More: 6,9,

Kenneth Carrier: Kenneth seems oddly.... distant. "Yes, he was a fool."

Troy Lawrence [PB 4]: "I would most definitely agree." He nods. A brief pause, considering. "Mister Carrier...if you please, tell me what you know about Mister Navarro. I would imagine you have had more dealings with him then anyone else I know."

Kenneth Carrier : "He belongs to a Sept in Spain that I've not heard too much from. An old Caern though, called the Heart of Sorrow. He has business here and in Spain so spends time between the two. He is a Fostern Ragabash."

Troy Lawrence [PB 4]: He nods a little bit, frowning some. "I see. Do you know, perchance, what business he has here?"

Kenneth Carrier: Yes, I think he is a photographer."

Troy Lawrence [PB 4]: "I had heard something to that effect..." He nods, frowning some. "I had thought perhaps he had some other business for coming here, maybe, beyond simple photography. Are you aware, perchance, of what type of photography?"

Kenneth Carrier: "No, I never asked."

Troy Lawrence [PB 4]: d10: Per+Sub: 5,8,4,9,1,

Kenneth Carrier: He doesn't seem to be dishonest in anyway.

Troy Lawrence [PB 4]: He nods a little. "I see." He pauses for a long moment. "My concern, Kenneth-rhya, is that it seems possible that Mister Navarro has, either by carelessness or actions, intended or not, hastened Claire's descent that the idiot Gavriil had begun."

Kenneth Carrier: "As far as I know he is preparing a home for them both to share in Spain. How has that damaged my daughter?"

Troy Lawrence [PB 4]: "He has made Claire the subject of his photography. And being a subject of his photography, as I have learned, is not...appropriate, as befits a young Silver Fang lady, Kenneth-rhya."

Kenneth Carrier: "She is his mate, not mine." he says with a shrug. "She lived by my rules until she could find a mate. You should be having this conversation with him."

Troy Lawrence [PB 4]: "Believe me, I plan to." He nods. "However, unless I am mistaken on when the mating took place, I believe this was performed before they were mated."

Kenneth Carrier: "Semantics, too late for me to know now. She is no longer a part of my household."

Troy Lawrence [PB 4]: He pauses, watching the man. "Kenneth-rhya..." He considers the man for a moment. "May I ask something of you? Some advice on this. I believe she may be lost to the Nation and Tribe if this continues without intervention. What would you suggest to me?"

Kenneth Carrier: "Contact her Mate." he says with a shrug. "I feel for what is happening to my daughter, but this is becasue of her own fault. I kept her under my control as long as I could. If her Mate does not wish to handle her and revokes his claim, then I will take her to hand again."

Troy Lawrence [PB 4]: d10: Per+Emp (WP): 8,6,7,9,6,

Kenneth Carrier: Troy can tell that the man is pretty cold and distant still, but there is a anger mixed with disappointment showing through barely. He does seem to be honest with what he says. Perhaps even regretful.

Troy Lawrence [PB 4]: He nods a little bit. "I believe I have a solution in the works. I can promise you, Rhya, that I will not allow this to be the end of the road for her. Do you, perchance, know of a way to make contact with Mister Navarro?"

Kenneth Carrier: "Yes, I have his phone number." he says, pulling out a business card from the coat pocket.

Troy Lawrence [PB 4]: He leans over from his chair, to take the card from him. "My sincerest gratitudes, Rhya."

Kenneth Carrier: "And mine to you for what you are trying to accomplish."

Troy Lawrence [PB 4]: He nods his head. "If there is nothing else, I will take my leave. I will keep you updated, of course."

Kenneth Carrier: "Enjoy your drive, and thank you."

Troy Lawrence [PB 4]: He rises and nods to the man, smiling, before turning to be led out.

Kenneth Carrier: The butler meets him at the door, showing him off.

Troy Lawrence [PB 4]: ((And fade there, I'm guessing. Thank you for the scene!))