Acension city

[Rayleonarde]

*I sigh.* "An appealing proposal, Mr. Lovien...A chance to strike back? Hmm...I...I'm in." *I extend my paw.*

[Aconitum]

Herman smiled. "I knew you would be." He took Ray's paw into his own and shook it firmly. "Welcome aboard." The limo pulled into the garage of a large lakeside home in the middle of the woods, just outside the city.

[Rayleonarde]

*I open the limo door, and step out.* "Ah...this is nice." *I sit on a nearby bucket, and stare out at the serene scene.*

[Farewell]

*the doctor surround Gaia they close the curtain between jacob and gaia, other doctors come and look at jacob* doctor:"what the hell happened to you!? Never mind that, we'll get you fixed up.."
*some nurses and doctors surround jacob the doctor gives him a shot*
Doctor: "now count to 10.."

[Aconitum]

Herman got out. "I hoped you would. It's yours you know." He said with a smirk.

[Rayleonarde]

*I sigh, and stand up. My face is resolute, and determined.* "I'll need to change, then I'll be ready."

[Aconitum]

Herman nodded. "In the master bedroom, there should be clothes sitting on your bed." He turned to Acon. "Show Ray his room." She nodded and motioned for Ray to follow.

[Rayleonarde]

*I fall in behind Acon.* "Lead the way, miss."

[Aconitum]

Acon led Ray up  a large glass staircase and into a very large room decorated in black and gold..

[Rayleonarde]

*I walk over to the closet, and pull out a suit, still in the dry-cleaner's cover. I pull it out, and lay it on the bed. The black silk has an imposing air, but the white inner shirt is a little lack luster. I set down my own suit, a charcoal grey and white undershirt. I throw that on, noticing it still had my blood on it. I walk out of the room, and find Acon.* "Though the suit provided is rather nice. I cannot take it. I have my own tailor, asks no questions and cuts a fair price. May we pay him a visit?"

[Aconitum]

Herman was waiting outside the room and shook his head. "I'm sorry, Rayleonarde. You are going to be noticed." He held up a death sertificate with Ray's full name on. "H. Rayleonarde III was killed just as he was brought to the estate." Herman said with a sad tone. "However, Bobby White was born and works as a florist in downtown Acension."

[Rayleonarde]

*I sigh, and look at the certificate.* "So ends the Rayleonarde line...great. You never mentioned that in the deal. Robert White, huh...hmm..." *I sit down.* "I know you understand this, Mr. Lovien. But I wish to reiterate; if I'm going to disappear this deep...there's a lot that needs done." *I sit for a few moments.* "It's not possible, sir.  To disappear, and still rob people? I'd get found out in minutes. If Ronnie...or any of the Society for that matter, are worth their salt, they'll blow cover faster than we can blink.  I can't fake a death...not with my connections. But it's simple. We'll tell people that an anonymous donor so graciously paid my bail.  I can keep the florist cover, though.  As long as I keep my head down, and not do anything outrageous, I'll be fine." *I look skeptically at Herman.* "And Robert White, really? I would have assumed the name, and it sounds fake."

[Aconitum]

Herman raised a brow. "You think you're going to rob people? Oh no, Rayleonarde. Like I said, Ronnie sullied your crafty paws with low grabe robbery. As for blowing cover? Do you honestly think it was a secret to Ronnie that I was watching you? He knew I planned to take you for myself in the event that you were arrested. Rayleonarde, many gangs and laborers had their eyes on you like a prize winning ham. Ronnie saw your value as well. He thought that if he kept you thinking you owed him, he could keep you for a good while; running about and looking for ways to pay him back. He got cocky and desided to let you go through with the heist. What he neglected to think about was that little group of rats Jacob got together. You can only imagin the look on his face when he found out you were sitting in prison." Herman chuckled at the memory. "The society'll keep their heads down as long as their under the impression that I staged your death for reasons I refuse to tell about. Faking your death was only for show. They know you're alive, but the civilians don't." Acon playfully puntched Ray in the shoulder. "Shut up! It was the best name I could come up with on short notice, ok?,

[Rayleonarde]

*I tilt my head.* "The civilians? They didn't know my face, or my name. But the longer we sit, the greater chance that they will. I'll get into the police station, and I'll make sure they never will." *I stand up, and walk away, pulling on a pair of latex gloves.* "They won't notice a thing."

[Aconitum]

Herman threw Ray a news paper dated just a week ago. "The civilians don't know your face, huh?" He raised a brow. Herman put on a stone cold face of impatience. "All those records? That Dodge boy? He sang like a church choir."