Calling An Old Friend ~ for immortalgrayson

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Darius had left New York shortly after the beginning of the new year, and had gone back to the city of his downfall, Paris. He had spent the first week learning the layout of the city, and finding out where all the less savory elements tended to make their headquarters. After that, he had started watching those elements, and learning who the leaders were, and how they operated. Some, he dismissed outright as being too chaotic or too miserable to do him any good. There were others though, that had the kind of qualities that he was looking for, and he noted who they were and learned everything that he could about them. It would be a long process to find the kind of men he was looking for and bring them all together, but he knew that it would all be worthwhile in the end.

One evening, as he was returning to the hotel, he happened to reach into his pocket and found the card that Hsu had given him that night at the Paradise Club. Smiling slightly, he flipped the card over and saw the information for Grayson on the back. After a moment of thought, Darius decided that perhaps now would be a good time to contact his old student, and see just what it was that he had been up too since his apparent resurrection. So pulling out his mobile, he dialed the number, then slipped the card back into his pocket as he waited for someone to pick up on the other end.

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Calling An Old Friend

[immortalgrayson.livejournal.com]

Grayson picked up the ringing phone, pressing the button to answer it as he lifted it to his ear. His attention was caught when he didn't recognise the number calling him.

"Grayson," he said simply, voice neutral.

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Darius smiled at the sound of his voice, and it was translated into the tone of his voice. "Tell me old friend, what would it take for you and I to get together for a drink, and perhaps talk about old times."

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Grayson's gut tightened, his back straightening automatically as he sat up in his chair, eyes coming alight. There was no mistaking that voice. He'd been too familiar with it all those centuries ago, and hearing it again, albeit over a telephone line, was enough to make his breath catch at first. With no small amount of effort the man managed to keep his own voice relatively calm as he replied.

"Naming a time and a place, General," Grayson replied, his eyes falling to the desk in front of him but not seeing papers that lay there. Instead it was the face of the man he'd followed for most of his life in one form or the other.

"How are you Darius?" he added, his smile widening.

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Darius chuckled, pausing to sit down on a bench in the courtyard of the new building that had been built in the place of St. Juliens. "Truth be told, it's been an interesting couple of months, but I do believe I'm starting to get back into the swing of things."

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[immortalgrayson.livejournal.com]

Darius' voice was enough to confirm that Hsu's information was indeed correct, that it was the General and not the priest, and Graysons's eyes closed in pleasure, a silent thanks going out to the gods. One in particular.

"That's good news indeed," he replied. "Our mutual friend had mentioned you were feeling a little more like your old self, after that lengthy ... absence."

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Ah, so Grayson had indeed talked to Hsu about things. Good, it saved on explanations, at least for the moment.

"Indeed, and I'll be feeling even more true to form soon enough, from what our friend has told me."

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Grayson leaned on the desk in front of him as he smiled. "It does sound like things will become very interesting," he replied. "I'm awaiting a call from him and looking forward to learning the details. Of late his procurements have been, shall we say, most inspiring!"

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Darius was intrigued about the preparations, since he'd been a bit busy trying to wrap up a few things in New York and hadn't contacted Hsu since their initial meeting. However he was hardly surprised, since Hsu had always been very thorough, especially where revenge was involved. "I look forward to hearing more about them, since I've been a bit busy and haven't had the time to keep up with his doings."

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"He has quite a focus on his goals, as usual, but I've never seen him like this. There is definitely a different edge to him this time." He paused for a moment and then asked, "So where are you, General? " Grayson eyed his schedule, seeing what he would need to rearrange. There was nothing more important than meeting up with his old teacher and mentor.



OOC: Sorry! I know I tagged this, no idea what happened to it!

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Darius nodded, although Grayson couldn't see him. He had noticed that same edge on Hsu when they had talked in the club in New York. "I'm in Paris actually. I figured that since it was where I was stopped, it would be the best place to start."

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"Oh, yes, starting where you left off," Grayson replied with a low chuckle. "Though things have changed a little since that fateful day," he added, musing quietly. With a quick look at the mantle clock he smiled. "I can be in Paris in time for dinner. Would you do me the honour of joining me to break bread, General? To celebrate your return?"

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"Yes, they have changed, but so have I." He glanced at his watch, thinking for a moment before replying to the question. "I think that would be an excellent idea. Where would you like to meet and at what time?"

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Without hesitation Grayson named a hotel in Paris. "The Hotel Raphael. (http://www.parisby.com/raphaelparis/pages/faciliti.htm) Shall we say in the Bar Anglais at ... 7.30?" he suggested, quickly calculating how soon he could be there.

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"That sounds good. I'll see you then." He was looking forward to the meeting.

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"I look forward to it," Grayson replied simply, ending the call and immediately dialing the number to make the arrangements to be in Paris by the appointment. It had been a long time since he'd felt anything much, but even longer since he'd looked to the future with such anticipation. His eyes narrowed a little as he gave short, crisp instructions down the line. Once done he rose from his desk, walked across to a cabinet on the wall and opened it.

"Now you will be reunited at last."

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At 7.30pm that evening - (http://immortalgrayson.livejournal.com/803.html)