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[davidwfloydart]

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[alexandrialacoria]

You did what?

The eleventh hour bells rang as Alexandria finally walked the narrow path to the front doors of the LaCoria Estate. It had been nearly an hour since she had let Renita’s house, only ten minutes from the estate, but her thoughts had drifted and so had her path.

Here she was a person in a chaotic, worn torn country, fortunate to have both her parents alive. Meanwhile Renita had lost both her parents, and didn’t even know if the rest of her family was still alive. Yet, despite being fortunate, she spent most of her time complaining about her father and how overbearing he was.

Stepping into the foyer she heard her mother’s voice from the common room, followed by the voice of a man. Blinking in confusion, she moved quietly towards the room, not able to make out the conversation, only voices. Carefully she stopped at the entryway and slowly peeked around the corner. From her vantage point she could see her mother’s face and the back of the head of her guest, shoulder length, incredibly dark red hair.

“Stop hiding around the corner like a little girl Alexandria,” Tietra said, never looking away from the face of her guest.

“Why are you here?” Alexandria demanded as she walked in, plopping down into a chair in view of both people.

“Yeesh,” Cameron said with a grimace, “I’m back in town because I caught wind of the ever growing stupidity. Figured since we’ve gotten the Society back up an on its feet it was time to make a comeback.”

“I must say,” Tietra said coolly between sips of tea, “I’m impressed by the response you’ve gotten. You certainly got under Wheatley and his minions skin, I’ve never seen counter attack flyers go up so quickly. Though, I would advise against bragging too loudly about your involvement in the current propaganda war, I’m fairly certain Wong would drag you in and make an example of you.”

“Good thing I’m living in Lion’s Arch now then, huh?”

“You’re still a Krytan citizen.”

“Good point,” Cameron replied looking only ever so slightly concerned. “I’m still not going to worry about it too much. The parchment alone went through three different buyers before it got to me, and two of them are old colleagues who ‘accidentally’ lost the transaction records on one end or the other. I also hired two different Asura Krewe’s to build the print press for me, and that thing is cleverly disguised as a stove.”

“When did you get so good at this Cam Cam?” Alexandria asked as she lounged in the chair, in a very unladylike manner, legs draped over one arm, her back resting against the other.

“I’ve always been this good,” with his usual boyish grin he shrugged. “I’ve just got a reason to be better now.”

“Gotcha. So are you going to stay in the city for a while in case you need to unleash a second wave of flyers?”

“Nah,” he replied with a shake of his head. “Risea would be pissed if I was gone for too long. Besides, the printing press is in Lion’s Arch, and I’ve got people in the city to tip me off if something develops.”

“Right,” she said with a roll of her eyes.

“Alexandria dear,” Tietra’s voice remained soft, though her tone was stern, “please sit in the chair properly.”

“I should be going,” Cameron said with a chuckle as he rose from the small loveseat. “Lady LaCoria, thank you for having me over, and it was good to see you alive and well Alex. You two have a nice night.”

“You too Cameron,” Tierta replied fondly, “you’re always welcome here.”

Nodding, Cameron gave a brief bow before leaving the estate, and leaving mother and daughter to talk.