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[lehnsherr-erik.livejournal.com]

Isaac was not just an employee for the Lehnsherr family, he was family. He had been there through every important event of the last twenty years. He had seen everything but had not breathed any of the secrets that he had been entrusted with in any of that time.

And now he was dismembered on the kitchen steps with the blood covering most of the surroundings still wet and tacky.

The flies would be there soon.

"This will not happen on your watch." It is a threat and statement of fact rolled into one. "The wedding will happen without interruption and without some beast taking more lives." Whatever had killed Isaac had claws. Not even machine guns did this much damage to bodies.

This would need to be cleaned up and the marble replaced before there were guests. No one needed to see the great spreading stains of the life of his friend that had soaked into the stone.

Reaching out a hand he called to the iron and pulled the blood from the stones. Tiny droplets beaded up from the marble and fell upwards like rain that missed the sky until they had dispersed into the air.

He would never be so crass as to threaten the security overtly. But a small demonstration of his powers for a good cause would remind them that it was not only the blood of dead men that could be moved.

"Am I understood?"

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[ms-tique.livejournal.com]

"Mister Lensherr, have you experienced similar...difficulties with your staffing in the past?"

There's something familiar about these wounds. It's bothersome.

[lehnsherr-erik.livejournal.com]

"Not always with my staff." He assumes they mean the specific type of death. "But we have seen this before."

[ms-tique.livejournal.com]

So has he.

His look darkens. "When did it start?" He's trying not to lead Lensherr on, but he's burning with curiosity. "And are the bodies always left to be found like this?"

[lehnsherr-erik.livejournal.com]

There is the slightest of tight smiles, he has chosen the correct people to hire apparently.

"There have been reports of such for a few years now. They have been more bold as time goes on. As if the killer is either angrier or more confident." He pauses. "Or as if they are wishing a final conflict to occur."

[ms-tique.livejournal.com]

"Have your staff send reports of every incident to my suite at the Wundagore. For that matter, if there are any suspected incidents or tie-ins, send those in a seperate folder for my perusal."

He should've known better. For that matter, so should Irene.

He stands up and the blood falls off his hand, cleanly shed. "Mr. Lensherr, I sincerely hope that by the time your daughter is married, we will have ended this specific problem for you permanantly. However, please keep in mind that this will not be your only threat to security. Possibly not even the most significant one."

[lehnsherr-erik.livejournal.com]

"I only consider it the most obvious threat at the moment. For every flashy threat there are at least three more that are masquerading as something innocent." He nods to the request for all the information.

"There is already the information you need I will have it delivered within the hour."

[ms-tique.livejournal.com]

"I will see to it no such flash is allowed to disturb the guests. Your daughter's day should be as special as the girl herself."

He looks away from the body with a sigh. There'll be time for that later. For now, more mundane concerns need his attention.

"Incidentally, who is the lucky groom?"

[lehnsherr-erik.livejournal.com]

"Alex Summers." To anyone who knows the situation between the families it's not the name expected.

It'll be interesting to see if they react or if they have already heard rumors.

[ms-tique.livejournal.com]

A look starts to form on Ramon's face before he freezes his features into a neutral mask.

"Your daughter must be quite smitten."

Perhaps they were better off in Europe, arranging minor political and character assassinations. If this is the cost of respectability, he'd prefer poverty.

[lehnsherr-erik.livejournal.com]

Sometimes the cost of peace is something unpalatable. He's learned to live with it somehow over the years.

The statement of being smitten is not answered in look or words.

"So now you know just how 'flashy' the opposition may be at this wedding."

[ms-tique.livejournal.com]

"The usual opposition, or is Xavier himself against this?" The name comes out more emotionally than he intends. Damnit.

[lehnsherr-erik.livejournal.com]

"Openly opposed? No." That leaves hidden opposition which is always a potential.

"There is the chance he is allowing it to try and infiltrate and destroy my family."

[ms-tique.livejournal.com]

Ramon puts his hand on the other man's shoulder, his gold eyes darkening to amber.

"She is your daughter. It is not too late to call this off."

[lehnsherr-erik.livejournal.com]

"And give them the chance to cry foul that we would renege on a deal and attack openly? I think not." no, it has gone too far to pull back now. They can only hope that it turns out as well as Pietro and Crystal did.

"But, yes, she is my daughter. And as such I will ensure her safety...as will you."

[ms-tique.livejournal.com]

Ramon gives a nod of understanding.

"If preventative measures are not enough, I ensure the safety of your family over that of all other...guests. My son can teleport them to safety while we take care of any other miscreants."

The polite, businesslike smile returns. "But that will not come to pass. This will be a beautiful wedding."

[lehnsherr-erik.livejournal.com]

"Of course." He nods graciously.

"With so many people paying attention to every detail it could not be less than beautiful." Ah the niceties of dropping the subject as understood.