Satin's flat - Knockturn Alley

[Revan Haine]

Hours later, just as it was clear the night was slowly dying and day was rising, the curtains in Satin's room shuffled ever so lightly and a heavily cloaked man stepped through the window, quickly sliding the curtains and the window closed behind him.

Revan checked his surroundings, spotting Satin and some young Half-Vampire and sensing no one else in the room. He strode across the room and locked the door- all three locks- before turning to Satin, slowly removing his hood.

The face of Revan Haine was something immeasurable and considered his best quality at winning people over. It was dazzling, charming or handsome, but solid, strong and reliable. It was a face that said 'we will win' and that he would never lose. A stone with eyes of kindess. The dark grey robes folded around him gave him a majesty and mystery that only enforced his presence.

He glanced at Belle, quickly analyzing her. "Was she the one who sent the note?" His brown eyes locked onto Satin's. "You know I cannot be seen in a place like this. Not since I went public. And certainly not dressed like this." He gestured to his sinister cloak, "not with what I'm carrying." He felt the blades of dozens of daggers, shivs and knives hidden around him. He had been combing London for most of the night, not hunting, when he had found the owl. He had burned the letter and taken it home to rest before coming back.

[satin]

Satin bowed her head as a mark of respect to an elder and then glanced over to Belle. "Belle wants to join us. She believes in what we do and I trust her completely. We wouldn't be lovers unless I could do that" she replied in a quiet voice that showed she followed Revan only too clearly. She would do anything for him after all.

The wait had been long but now Belle could finally meet Revan. She genuinely did hope Belle could be accepted but she had never told her any of the secrets. All Belle would have known was the public face the political group had. Satin was part of the known political machinery and it was the official job she had. The other tasks she did for him would naturally remain secret.

[Belle]

Belle stood up abruptly as the man who she assumed to be Revan entered the room through the window. She found his presence awe-inspiring, after the large amount of time she had been waiting. She bowed her head low in great respect, and then made clear eyecontact with him. This wasa moment that had been coming for a long time, and she as well prepared. She would stand strong, show she had no fear of him, but still show that she recognised he was her elder and was in the far higher position. She turned he head toward Satin as she spoke, but then looked back at Revan and spoke.

"I have been training myself for the past two years without a break. I have turned my body into the best agent it can be - not only for you, but for the future of the Vampire race, and all others that need organisations like yours. I have been waiting for this moment for a long time, Revan. If there is any way I can prove to you my new power, I will do it. I will go to the furthest reaches of this earth to protect our and other species."

[Revan Haine]

Revan turned to look at Belle, then whispered very softly. "Two years is a long time for a person you don't know. A cause you don't know." He shifted his body towards her, as if considering, then shook his head. Not in refusal of her, but in the idea itself.

"The best thing you can do right now, is nothing. Things look hopeful. Unless you have unseen political influence, the best use of your abilities would be to cheer in crowds or to join the campaign staff." He was hoping to end this bitter racial conflict with no need for further blood. The Death Eaters ate out of the palm of his hand, and soon he intended to force the Ministry into becoming politically correct. Perhaps a Party system could be formed?

[satin]

Satin had been with Revan even before the campaign to change Britain became public. She also knew some occasional dirty work would go hand in hand with peaceful politics. Just like Gordon Flintock had tried to do with the assasination attempt on Revan and the varying bad press the Prophet had put as well.

So these words made her think as she gave Belle a reassuring look. She'd known it could well be a long term thing when she joined Revan's supporters. So she could be patient even with what was going on outside her door. The aim here was to change hearts and minds and the peaceful way was the best method to do this.