"I'm glad you like them. And yes, we can see Alfred."

He escorted her to him, Alred adorned in white gloves and shoes though he wore an eggshell colored suits adorned with a top hat. He had on a jacket that had tails and even had an onyx walking stick adorned with an eagle with it's wings out streatched it's eyes made of tiny rubies, the beak and talons of gold while the majority of the rest of the piece had been worked platnium.

"You look splendid," he said as he looked her over, a smile on his lips as his eyes slid over her.

"Come," he took her arm in his escorting her outdoors to a carriage he had waiting. It took them a small while to get to where they were going though the ride was scenic and enjoyable. They had soon gotten to a building and Alfred assisted her out of the carriage. He had a brief word with the driver as to when to expect them then led Ryu inside.

Balcony seats as probably expected he had a box that had been reserved for him. Matters hadn't yet started, individuals were still filtering in and taking seats. Alfred checked a gold pocket watch attached to a fine chain. He glanced at the time before placing the watch back into a pocket.

"We have some time. Can I offer you refreshment?"

While on the way to the theater, at least she supposed it was one, she took him in. The most surprising was that he actually decided to wear white as well, which certainly gave him the wrong looks from what Ryu had heard. Perhaps he was trying to conceal it a bit better, thinking she didn't know and why would anyone think so anyway?

Next to the fact she had apparantly forgotten his name, the red head didn't let any other sign of discomfort slip through, there was really no need to. She was treated like a honorable woman, likely a princess if she had to put it in a category. However, offering him a faint smile, she waited until they arrived and let herself be guided to their seats.

"Refreshment? Oh! Um .. yes, please. As long as it's not a strongly alcoholic drink I'd be very thankful. I .. You see, I have a low alcohol tolerance." Indeed, she could still feel the bit of wine she had consumed flow through her. But she was quickly distracted as she looked upon the auditorium, causing herself not to shout it out as she kept looking with amazement, however wasn't quiet enough to hide the obvious. It caused her to cheer because she had never seen an ancient theatre like this before.

"Amazing! Everything looks magnificent! This is beautiful, we do have a good view of the stage from up here, don't we?" Her hands on the railing as she bent over the slightest, she made sure not to fall as she felt the dress match her form even after the movement. Surely it'd display her backside perfectly if anyone was watching her.

Indeed he had been watching, Razel's blue eyes slid over her, though he turned to one of his servants that had followed them here. Two champaignes, the servant dipped out leaving the pair alone. In that interm RAzel walked up behind her, his gaze peering out over her shoulder to take in the audience.

Of course as his eyes floated over things his mind entertained a scenario entailing Ryu their at the banister, leaning over it an looking out while the orcestra played, he behind her impaling her on his shaft. Yes, the acqustics here were pretty good. Of course he had not yet acted on that thought.

"You've never been to a theater before I take it?" Razel commented, rhetorically. Then he moved to answer her comment. "Yes, it is the best seat it the house."

He was standing beside her now, a gloved hand skimming over the railing as he looked out then gazed at her with a smile flittering over his features, blue eyes shinning beneath the lens of his glasses. Soon his servant returned with the drinks, he took both glasses and held one out to her. Smiled again then took a sip.

The servant meanwhile stood to the rear of the booth silently, invisible as he had been trained to do until needed for a task.

"Thank you, Alfred." Taking the glass, returning the smile and taking a proper pose close to the railing, she smelled the liquid before she actually drank it. Champagne. It could be worse, she thought, however she did hiccup once which made her breasts bounce slightly. Feeling the heat elicited by the alcohol spread through her immediately, she gave herself a warning. Eventually she did place the already half empty glass on one of the seats, the other would offer enough comfort for the man since she didn't intend to sit.

Ryu giggled for a moment as she thought about it. "Seems like I just got caught red-handed. No, I've never been in any theaters. At least not in such impressive ones." Her gaze returned to what she had been focused on earlier, it was a tremendous experience and soon she would be listening peacefully to classical music.

Feeling a tad struck by the drink, she was too excited to think about any possible things her companion had in mind. Making another excuse for herself, she put him off as nothing to worry about. "I'm still excited, I can't wait for the orchestra to begin." Shifting to her earlier position, she wouldn't mind standing there if that meant she could watch things her way.

"Do you mind if I stand when it starts? Or do we necessarily have to sit? When I did attend these events there were mixed opinions about it but I wouldn't want to displease you either."

Razel smiled as he rotated the glass in his hand stirring up the contents within as his eyes cooly looked over her, the swell of her breasts as she hiccupped had captured his attention though he had been alive for ages and thus had been good at concealing his baser emotions, which were not much of a problem until he became demonic where his desires and wants swam unbridled to the fore of his mind.

"None such as this? Well it is quit a treat then, isn't it?

"Typically one sits," he explained to her. "Of course, we are not seated on the floor where we would be obstructing others so you may stand if you so desire it."

He had been no fool seeing her option in standing as being distant from him in the least bit. Of course he seemed to sense that her guard was weakening with the passage of time.

In any case he was in no hurry being patient in his dealings.

The concert began and Razel watched on for his seat reserving his applause to the end. During it he had made little observations about the piece, what to look for and how things sounded. He had obviously been a conossieur of such things. But for the time being he commented only on the music and little things here and there as he made small talk with her.

"Hungry? I don't know about you but I am famished."

Ryu stood at the edge, watching the concert, listening to the music as the theater gave the symphony a whole new sound, surrounding her as it echoed through the hall.

"Hm .. I think I could use a bite, too." She walked back to the seats, swaying her hips gently as she didn't really think about it. Picking up her glass, she sat down and held it within her lap before she offered Razel another smile. Straightening her back to sit comfortably and have a better view, her chest would jut out as usual, straining the front of the dress as it fit perfectly. A slight view of her cleavage was given, the large mounds pressing against each other invitingly.

"Thanks for taking me here, I bet it must be rather expensive to pay for these seats and because I'm just a guest of yours I appreciate it even more .. How can you afford to pay for such things? Usually I've been to the orchestra on rare and special occasions." Ryu took another sip of the sparkling wine, waiting for him as he was probably ordering a meal by then.

"Or maybe it's because you and Bryce share a very special relationship? I mean .. that would probably explain why you take care of his wife you don't know at all, right?" Definitely her goal wasn't to get away anymore, just having a good time with a genuinely nice guy, however she wasn't going to miss the chance to listen to part two of the story.

By that time Razel had already told his servant what to grab for him then added Ryu's desire to the list. There had been a restaurant not far from the theater that catered to him when he was here which was often enough seeing how they pepared food for him to eat here rather in their establishment.

To say that he missed the movements of her hips or the jutting out of her chest would have been and understatement. He looked of course, hiding his glances as he sipped his champaigne. His eyes did frost over when Bryce had been mentioned though he seemed to recover nicely with little effort. Unaware of how much Bryce had told her already he remarked to her.

"The seats were costly though reserved for me throughout the year. It's a one time price but I can manage it with the expendable income that I have access to. I am an art dealer and obtain certain rare pieces for museums at a price. It pays well and I have little to do, I just am well connected."

His hand smoothed over her own and patted the back of it. "So it is nothing really in having you here since the box is already paid for year round regardless of whom I have with me or even if I show up at all. Since it's already paid for the box is always empty unless I attend.

"Besides, entertaining a guest of one so beautiful as you are is a sheer delight. The wife of my friend is my friend so to speak."

His hand on her own, she was a bit surprised by the touch but didn't seem to mind it as she took a deep breath. Even while he had been talking she might have paid too much attention to the performance, thus her slightly scared reaction as her muscles twitched a bit when he patted her hand.

"You are too kind.", she blushed a bit at his comment, although she did never have it easy it was almost as overwhelming to be considered beautiful by almost everyone. Ryu remained without further movement after she had turned her head towards him.

"You seem to be quite the gentleman, in my opinion every woman would be pleased to spend time with you too. And well .. I haven't much to do either, mostly because the site I'm living at pays for itself with the wineyards scattered around .. of course the housework is my part and although it doesn't sound nearly as interesting as what you do for a living .. I'm completely fine with it." With a smile she took another sip, having the other hand below his. Never good at small talk, she let the topic drop.

"Since I came here from Italy my life's been quite blessed but also a lot of trouble, but I'm glad I finally made it."

"Trouble? What sort of trouble?" His hand rested on her's as he asked the question. In his head he had made the connection. "Italy ..." he murmurred under his breath as his mind reeled with the reasons why Bryce would have been in Italy. He had lost track of him for awhile as the other had not persued him in some time though he figured that this had been a rouse of some sort.

"Did he acquire a book there, rather large, bound in black leather by any chance? As I mentioned I am a collector of the arts. The tome would have been inscribed with Latin ... Alexander the Great's memories so to speak, it would have a lot of details pertaining to warfare."

The description of the book had been accurate, the purpose of it's importance obscured by Razel that feigned only a slight passing interest in the tome. He had not looked away though gazing at her as he spoke softly. The hand captured beneath his own had been given a slight squeeze as he loosely gripped it.

"He did bring quite a few books with him, I think there's been the one you are talking about as well, I got to take a glimpse at them earlier. Probably you should ask him about it, just to make sure." She didn't know a thing about this book, not even if it was available at all. But she had the chance to comment, if it'd prove true or false didn't matter at this point.

Ryu glanced down to their hands, the squeeze gave her a slight thrill, probably the alcohol had already made her a bit careless because she didn't refuse him. In fact she figured that he was flirting with her, the worst part however that his company made her feel oddly comfortable. Her eyes returned to him as she realized she hadn't answered his first question.

"Yes, trouble indeed. There were a few armed men who broke into our house, I got caught when I tried to get away from them. They threatened to kill me, were going to rape me before they'd do so, they said. Fortunately Bryce was there to save me by scaring them off, I thought he got stabbed while doing so but luckily it hadn't been a serious injury.", she explained, having trouble not to show off her slight giddiness as she gave his hand a tender squeeze. Bryce had said it were Razel's men, but that became less believable any second.

So he likely knows about the ritual.

"That's a rather unfortunate matter, I'm glad that nothing ill has befallen you. Thieves, whatever were they after?" He pretended not to know, of course he had since he had sent the men with their instructions. Of course he had been adaptable changing his plans as it suited him.

"It is a good thing then that Bryce was there, He's not too badly hurt, is he?"

He thought about the ancient ritual that he performed long ago to give him an edge in warfare should the end draw near and he had found himself backed into a corner. Bryce had always been the superior combatant and he thought that he had finally had a bit of an edge there though had to assume that Bryce nullified it or used the same ritual which would have defeated the purpose in doing so himself assuming that both rituals would cancel out.

"Bryce was always good at combat. He was good at following orders two stemming way back from our time in the service together ..." a slip since Bryce had never gone away on military duty as far as Ryu understood. A moment later he seemed to understand his slip as what he said had been reflected upon.

He simply grinned, took another sip of his champaigne, then regarded Ryu as he set the glass down on the arm rest of his chair. His hand reached to the side of one of her breasts brushing against it lightly.

"Lint," he explained.

Ryu blushed even more as he brushed against her chest, a soft sigh rolled past her lips as she set the glass on her own armchair, then covered her mouth with the free handalmost instantly. His explanation didn't do much, she had clearly felt him and set off a spark within her.

"Mmm .. That tickled." With a laugh she lowered her cover, then resumed to look at him. Right then she remembered what she went through with Bryce, not to forget the pleasure and safety. Razel had blown some of his cover if not all of it and although every vein in her body was telling her that he was guilty, she couldn't be able to restrain herself under the effects of the wine and champagne.

"Bryce has never been to the military though .. I certainly have to know, after all I know him for years now .. " Offering the man a warm smile, her blurred mind reducing the priorities what to care, what this was all about, what she was saying at all. "Maybe you're mistaking him for someone else. Or you truly are the Razel he told me about .. But that would require you to be a demon and I can't see that within you, he's been telling me all sorts of things lately and I'm not sure what to believe in and what not."

Leaning a bit towards him as she glanced into the hall again, she giggled happily as she didn't let his hand go at all. "Haha .. I'm feeling funny .. Maybe I shouldn't drink any more of this."

He recovered from his slip well enough, his words glibly running off of his tongue as he spoke. "No, Bryce wasn't in any sort of Academy. Clearly, though his father was a major and passed on a thing or two to his son. At least in the early days his father was involved in the military until he took a chance with a failed business venture.

"Black ops really. Offically Bryce was not in the military at all though he had not spent too much time in matters," he explained. Like a con artist caught in a lie Razel figured that if he kept talking either she'd get so confused and drop matters, believe him or possibly even forget her comment.

"He's still going on with the demon story, is he?" He laughed. "Old 'war' wound that he received to the side of his skull. You remember his being gone that summer, oh, it would be eight, maybe nine years back? I bet he told you that he was off visiting his uncle here in France. In actuality he had a mission and was wounded on it, spent a few months recoering from it.

"Anyway, he's suffered as a result. He claims that I'm a demon ... excuse me, a fallen angel. All on account that I failed to follow orders. There was a young lady working with a group of insurgants. We were told to take them all out, no exceptions, but when I failed to eradicate the girl ..." he trailed off. The reasons for his fall from grace had been similiar, save that there were no insurgants. They were supppose to kill a woman who would later birth the anti-christ. Razel had refused argueing that the woman did nothing wrong.

"There are a few things from those days that he still gets mixed up or rather confused about."

He noticed her giggle, flickered his gaze to the half full glass of champaigne then glanced back at her with a nod. "Yes, I think I've reached my limit today as well ..."

"I didn't know about that ..", she managed after he had told her the whole story, but still couldn't tell who to believe in although his explanation made sense. Ryu was of two minds about the matters, she decided to drop them and enjoy the time left with the man next to her.

"Oh well, I suggest we don't talk about this any longer. It'd make him feel uncomfortable if I'd dig out secrets in order to confront him with them." Taking a deep breath which let her chest rise and then fall once more, she was to note a few things as the melody made her shiver, it made her feel rather spirited.

"I wonder when we'll get our meals .. How long does it usually take?" Not that she was hungry, she didn't come up with anything else but her favorite fruits, she wasn't a fan of meat.

"About the accomodations, where am I going to reside tonight? You told me that you had something else than the room I woke up in." Ryu could imagine that she wasn't given a single room, but she didn't care where she was going to stay. Either way it'd be amusing for the red head to live throughout the night.

"It is probably best if we dropped it, especially since no one is suppose to know about any of that stuff anyway. He's not active anymore but there are things that the Italian government wouldn't wished disclosed and I don't want to give you a false impression abou Bryce, he is a good man, even if he thinks I'm a demon."

He smirked a little, listening to the music, his own fantasies flashing through his head again. He did a bit of calculating in his mind. No, it's not yet time yet. He told himself. He gazed at her, took up his glass again though lowered it with sipping from it as if he suddenly remembered that wasn't the best of ideas.

"Ten to fiteen minutes with the food on average. Oh, the guest room. You'll be staying there. It had to be readied first. See, there had been a fire in that wing of the house and while it's been renovated since then I wanted to make sure that things were suitable.

"I did not wish to saddle you with poor accomodations during your stay after all."