Samuel~

Just as it would seem that the dramatic scene had been wrapping up, a black hover limousine pulled up beside Samuel. "What impeccable timing my dear!" He announced to Julie, his driver, before climbing into the sleek and out of place vehicle. Within he was greeted by beautiful leather seating, and a selection of the finest wines known to man. He reached for his favorite Jea'un De Ploure. It meant 'Summer's Vein' in some of country language that he had little time to care about. All he knew is that they produced some of the finest wines, and he looked only to them when his stocks were running low. Samuel frowned at the pill bottle that was quite obviously placed next to his drink. He quickly swallow the thing and took a swig of the wine to wash it down. The crimson liquid flowed through his throat like a mountain river. The clarity of its tastes unmatched by any that had graced his lips previous. 

Before long his Estate was within eye view. The Baxter Estate was an impenetrable fortress, guarded by a plethora of hired mercenaries. Samuel frowned at the military transports that flew overhead. It seemed he had arrived home just in time to avoid whatever the hell the government was planning to do this time...