VII. Miss Mystic.
A week had gone by, during which time, Eira had come in contact with a few of her associates during the past years, specifically vampires that she's turned. She wasn't surprised that most of them were alive, Eira had a set of rules she'd follow whenever she would decide to turn someone, some of which include; making sure they deserve to have such power, and teaching them the robes before releasing them into the world. In her mind that made perfect sense, because on the occasion that she made a bad judgement call, she would kill the newly turned vampire, before they'd do much harm.
"I had wondered how long it'd take you before you called any of us since your return?" the person, on the other side of the phone call, said.
"It seems you've upped your efforts of staying hidden. I still needed time to adjust to the new world, Logan." Eira answers walking around her room, putting things away.
"Every-" whatever Logan was about to say was cut off by Eira speaking, "Save everything to when we meet, I need you to get some things done for me." She was quick on her request.
"Anything." Smiling at her sireling, Eira listed off what she wanted, Logan had already guessed some of her requests, and they had been done ever since everyone heard of her release.
"Are you sure about that, if it's heard you're looking for them, they will know you're actually alive." Logan tries to warn her.
"It won't take long for it to be known with how everything around me is going, which is why I need to know their whereabouts. But on the first sign of danger, you pull it off. I'm not risking it with you guys again." Eira informs Logan, disapprovingly he still agrees.
"Now the safe house, you do realise how close that area to Mystic Falls is?" he asks, "Yes, it's exactly why I chose it. I need it, and I need it fast," she orders.
"Yes, ma'am." He says, safe to roll his eyes, knowing she can't see him, "Don't get snarky with me, boy."
Changing the subject for the hundred's time, "I'll be sending the keys once securing the place." Eira hums her approval, "As for our meeting, it's gonna take up to two months, before we can get most of everything done." Logan explains.
"Fair enough, I've sprung a lot on you in such short notice." She sympathies, "Meh, not something we're not used to when it comes to you, but what can we say."
"A thank you would be most appreciated but then again, you lot are quite punctual." Eira muses cynically, "Thank you." He comments in a similar tone, after a short pause.
"See you in two months and do send my regards." She tells him, "Sure, see ya." Hanging up, Eira looks down at her phone, she lets out a sigh.
Moving downstairs, Eira hears the bell ringing, as she descends, she sees Damon walking to open the door, "I suppose I should be grateful, you learned how to use the bell." Damon says to their guest leaning against the wall.
Before Eira could ask, who it is, considering she wasn't in the entrance's line of vision, the person speaks, "I'm here on the behalf of my mother." Anna's voice rings, as she moves into the house, closing the door behind her.
"On behalf, or in spite of." He asks moving back to the parlour.
"I'm sorry about what the other vampires did to Stefan. Abducting him, torturing him... It wasn't supposed to go down like that." Anna apologises, as she follows him.
Damon taking hold of a decanter, raising it in Eira's direction, who nods, turns back to Anna and speaks, "You're playing house with half a tomb of really pissed off vampires. What do you think was going to happen?" he ridicules the notion.
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