Sighing to himself, David sat down in his leather office chair, looking around at his surroundings. It had been a long, long time since he was anywhere near his past home of the Talamasca, much less in his old office itself. Nothing had changed; they took the word of Lestat's The Body Thief to heart. Director Talbot was still around, and they had left his office as such.

Of course it would anger the Brat Prince to know that he was here. It angered him, to be quite honest. The Talamasca had driven Lestat out of his home, which was more then uncalled for seeing the predicament. Louis should have been banished, for lack of a better term, out of New Orleans. It nearly devastated his creator…

He took the pen into his hands, sighing again and thinking about what to write. He would have to talk to Lestat about the girl as well, but so far Marius agreed with him that the girl could be something special…

He looked over at his blonde friend, who was leaning against the window frame with his arms crossed. His gaze was directed at the moon, and David knew that it would be there for quite some time.

Dear Ms. Pandora Weneffer, he began.

Dear Ms. Pandora Weneffer,

When the Talamasca contacted me about your little mystery of a case, two emotions alone ran though my head immediately went through my mind; aggravation and curiosity. Even though I used to be "one of them", to use cult-like terms, I distain them and any communication between this organization and myself. Nevertheless, when I read what they sent about you to me, I was fascinated by your predicament.

I would rather to actually meet you face to face to discuss what has been plaguing you. My coven-mate, as I have been calling them lately, Maruis believes that you may be some kind of reincarnation of our Late Great Queen, Akasha, for this "Monster" of yours sounds like what we know of Amel's behavior, despite how little that actually is. In response, if you so choose to, please elaborate more about yourself and your past. I'd like to know as much as you will allow in writing before meeting you.

Until later,

David Talbot.

He smiled, re reading the letter. Slipping it into the envelope and sealing it, he stirred Marius from his conscious slumber and went to go place it on the girl's nightstand. Her bedroom was only across the flat, and then they would be off to David's.