for @betterxvillain
It wasn’t often that Kuchiki Byakuya was intrigued, especially by a small group of troublemakers. But who hadn’t heard stories of the Mystic Falls crew, of the wonders that came and went here. For some, it would be difficult to handle. For others, like Byakuya hoped to be, it would be a base through which he hoped to build his American kingdom. So he had visited the last master, and after a somewhat long fight, had ripped his heart from his body. He hadn’t expected much from the crew, and certainly hadn’t expected a direct visit only a few months into his reign. It did, however, save him from finding them. The one they called Damon, apparently a rash and cocky vampire, was already causing trouble.
Part of him was intrigued to see which Salvatore came to see him. He had half-wondered if it would be the brash one, Damon, but instead it seemed they had sent the brooding one, Stefan. He’d of course been intercepted by Byakuya’s guards, and brought in front of where he sat outside a lovely cafe that served cherry blossom tea. Byakuya waved for Stefan to sit down, and the guards stepped back into place.
“How can I assist you today, Mr. Salvatore?”