Oh, and the Cyri os si Vyri welcome wagon was rolled the hell on out. Complete with remarks about having words with people that'd probably end up with interns in therapy. That was so, so... so... well, normal, actually. They were a family of traumatised generations of vampires, beaten into submission -- or tricked into submission -- by their sires, who then went on to terrorise everyone else until everything was perfectly in place. Unless you were Mercy, who just took most of her acknowledged vampiric trauma out on her targets. Oh, and the blood doll. And would you look at that, she shook hands after all; an action that received an almost involuntary quiet 'huh' of amusement. Kennedy had no idea who a Mercy Hollister was either. Clearly she'd never been to Tombstone. "Yeah, I'm the go to girl for spot checks around these parts," she answered with a raised eyebrow and a faint smirk. Why did people ask questions like that? Did it really seem at all likely? Really. "Naoki Kusanagi-Kennedy. I know what he is. Never got why he's the one carrying your name, though, mortality aside." A flick of her wrist and she had more or less dismissed that subject too, storing away the minor detail of the scent that allegedly followed the politician everywhere.
Taking Liliya's movement as her cue to step out from what had been the shadow of the door, she lowered her gaze to her nails again and tried not to reflect on how naked she felt without a gun. It'd be bad manners to turn up uninvited and just about ready to knock a son of a bitch down, though. "You really wouldn't recognise the name, I don't make a point of advertising it save for when I'm told to." She shrugged, her face clouding in what was almost a grimace at the last part. "Council calls me an assassin or a problem solver. I'm a hunter by trade." The word had never sounded or even tasted the same since she was turned. Came with too many connotations, tainted further by those in the blood trade. The way Mercy had tucked her thumbs into her pockets made her shrug all elbows. "I'm just here to say hi. Don't like email or whatever first time round. I get uppity replies and then people wonder why I don't act so nice later on." Pardon her for not fitting the template of diplomacy.