[sylvanSpider]

Liam raised his fist to knock again fearing that no one was home when he heard some rustling from the other side of the door. His hand lowered, and he adjusted his posture to ramrod straight, clearing his throat. Liam was ready for an introduction when the door burst open, the form of a woman appearing in the doorway. She was struggling with something cube-shaped. He stepped forward and as he offered his arms for the heavy object, it landed and he had to adjust himself to make up for the added weight. First impressions were paramount, and this woman was certainly leaving just that.

She was beautiful to say the very least, cerulean hair framing a narrow face, housing large blue eyes, a petite nose, and soft, lush lips. The woman's garb spoke at once of comfort and money, and she seemed to be a business-first woman. All the better, thought William, they are the easiest to serve. I simply need to understand her business now. As for his own first impression, his goal was also business. Service being seen but not heard, the perfect tool for convenience. If his service was good enough, a bit of blood weekly or bi-weekly would be but a small price to pay.

“Ehm...no, there was no agency; I'm freelance, you see--” Liam started, but was cut off when the woman continued speaking. His jaw snapped shut as he listened, nodding when he was supposed to, though the woman was no longer even looking at him, moving past him. He was indeed pleased to hear that they were, in fact, hiring. He couldn't have hoped for a better outcome, being hired on the spot, though he was not expecting his new master to be so...brash. “Yes, as you wish, miss...Ms...is there a title of some sort you would like me to call you?”