Fishing for Some Business

Gustav Stabler made his way through the halls of Eden with a curious and intrigued stare, looking around at the building and it's contents. He had heard of this place before, from his clients and friends who shared such beliefs as those the Gathering stood for, but had yet to see for himself what the place entailed. It was only when his daughter, Liesel, began harping on about the place and gushing about the wonders of it all nonstop that Gustav decided to pay the Establishment a visit and see for himself what the group was seeking to do.

It was an interesting place indeed, the wizard thought, as well as intriguing as he passed by a few rooms that sparked his interest, one of which being what appeared to be a lab. Vaguely, he wondered what else this place contained and grew even more eager to find out more, perhaps even find someone who could explain it all to him a bit better. The wizard wasn't daft and knew the concepts behind it all, as well as few pieces of information he had picked up from the mercenaries in his own business, but Gustav was hoping to speak to someone further up the ranks to really get the gist of things.

Although he did not necessarily share the same beliefs and passions of  his fellow pure bloods, Gustav would never pass up the opportunity for business. Especially when it came to an organization such as Eden and the needs they would likely have that Gustav and Stabler Enterprises could certainly provide... 

Stiletto heels clicked lightly upon the marble floor as Bellatrix Erickson sauntered down the corridor. She had just received orders from Corvus, and was dressed to go in her usual all-black leotard, thigh-high leggings, corset, and cloak.

The Fury walked with one hand on her hip and the other at her side. A dagger handle was clutched in the hand upon her hip, elbow jutting out to the side. Her other hand remained within range of her wand. To say she was ready for the excitement of the task ahead would be an understatement. Prepared was another story: she had run out of the usual poison she dipped her daggers in, and needed to restock.

A blonde eyebrow hiked itself skyward to hear that her footfalls weren't the only ones in this particular corridor. She took pride in being able to identify a person by their footsteps, and to her frustration she could not place who it was. Bellatrix became so caught up in listening to the steps that it was not unlike a sharp jolt of electricity when she was roughly shoved by whomever was behind her. Bellatrix flung her arm out so she wouldn't kiss the wall, though her left knee did scrape against it.

"Watch it!" Bellatrix snarled in a low, icy tone as she whirled around.