Odette shifted her weight from one hip to the other and offered the blonde male, who she came to know as Jack, a kind smile. " It took me around three days to get here, so i guess I did travel pretty far," Jack informed her. "Three days? Goodness, that does seem like quite the trip." "What about you?" "I'm not entirely sure... I think my mother laced my tea with sleeping formula before I left... I could have slept for a few hours, or a few days. Either way, I suppose it's better that I don't know where I am, in case I get any crazy ideas about running off." The last part was meant as a joke, but somewhere in those aquatic hues the seriousness of her statement showed through.
Just then, an unexpected feminine voice from behind her caused her to jump a little. "Apologies for interrupting, but I came to inform the Young Master that I have arrived," the female stated. She was just coming out of a slight bow, but something about the way she carried herself once she was standing tall again made her submissive tone turn dark. Odette glanced behind her to Jack, and the look on his face confirmed that he was the 'young master' the woman was referring to. Turning back to the strikingly beautiful woman, Odette offered her a smile. "I'm Odette Kennington, and you were certainly not interrupting..."
Her words seemed lost on the woman, as the female addressed her 'young master' once more, "Sir, I am going to do a sweep of the mansion. I shall meet up with you soon enough." Then, just as quickly as she had manifested, the woman was gone. At a loss for words, Odette turned back to Jack. At his ankles a fluff ball of white had appeared. An adorable mew indicated it's feline genetics. Jack seemed rather pleased to have the creature near him, and scooped it up into his arms. [b]"Oh, this is Bella," he explained, obviously meaning the kitten that was now on his shoulder. Odette smiled and walked gracefully over to the pair. It's not that she actively tried to be graceful, it was just a pleasant side effect of her breeding. "Well, hello there Bella. My name is Odette. A pleasure to meet you," she cooed to the tuff of fur beside Jack's neck.
Turning her blue orbs back to the man, she regarded him questioningly. "I was not aware that bodyguards were needed here. Do you know something I don't know about the safety of the mansion?" Her head fell to one side in an unspoken question mark. It was incredibly odd. Sure, they were meeting strangers but surely the staff of the mansion would be plenty to keep everyone settled. Not to mention... they were all here for the same purpose; what would be the point in fighting? Was a bodyguard necessary? These questions turned over in her mind multiple times, and a sliver of worry began to grow up her spine. She hadn't thought to bring any sort of weaponry, and to be completely honest she was certainly not a fighter. She was a healer. A peaceful person. Weapons and bodyguards...? What kind of place did he think this was, anyway?
She was beginning to think that she should probably distance herself from this one. Despite his charming and good nature thus far, if he had a bodyguard then perhaps there was a reason to why he needed one in the first place... and she did not want any part in that. "Well, Mr. Green, I won't keep you any longer. It was certainly pleasant to meet you." She didn't want to leave the main room, and miss meeting her husband when he arrived, so she decided to take the time she had to explore the vast entry. Along one of the walls were rows and rows of books, and elegant leather couches and chairs were periodically placed under the arch of the double stairs. Perfect.
Strolling over to the wall of books, Odette began to search for something that might be of interest to her. Delicately, her fingertips glided along the spines of the old novels. 'The Great Gatsby.' A smile broke the gentle line of her lips. Yes. With great care, she slid the novel from it's home and carried it to one of the leather couches. As she sat down, she took note of the front doors which were located just ahead of her. This spot would do just fine. With one last glance over at the blonde with the bodyguard, whom she had decided to distance herself from in case his woman-power decided that she was threat, Odette opened the novel and began to read. Of course she had read this particular story time and time again, but when it's a favorite; it never gets old. Just then a sudden crack of thunder boomed over the mansion, echoing through the lonely hallways. Odette jumped just slightly at the sudden sound, and glanced up from her book. That's odd, she thought to herself, just a moment ago it was perfectly sunny outside, without a cloud in the sky... A thunderstorm on their first night here in the mansion? That could not be a good sign...