VtM Part Two - The Owl's Debt

Necro

'I'm afraid I couldn't answer the first question if I tried, Agent. I am not as high ranking as your... I'm going to not insult you here - your intelligence would suggest.'

He looks at him carefully.

'Jacqueline on the other hand... I may know a few things about. Why do you wish to know?'

Fourier

At the last sentence he seems to be pleased, smiling lightly.

"We have reason to believe a few events throughout the city are tied to them.

Whoever they are, they rank highly among your kind. Are they some kind of demon? An ancient member of your kind?"

Necro

'Incidents... never mind.'

Lysander gives the impression he is thinking for a moment.

'Jacqueline is not who you seek. She is dangerous, this much is true. But from my limited knowledge of the current situation in this city - there is another who is pulling the strings. Dangerous and deadly... her name is Jiejie Li. She has control over most of it for our kind... some of us have been trying to stop her, but she has certain... abilities that only have her accessible for a short time once a week.

Jacqueline would seek to replace her in control and bring an end to some of the unsavoury incidents of late... that is about all I know.'

Fourier

He nods at the others, seemingly pleased.

"Good...this has been productive, your answer on the grenade matches others...should you wish to talk more..."

He goes to hand Lysander a card.

Cock Robin enters the room in a weak Obfuscate that lets Lysander see him, but remain invisible to the humans.

Necro

Lysander takes the card and nods at the Agent.

'Thank you Agent Moreno. I expect I will be using this in the near future. You mentioned something of an... offer?'

Fourier

"Give us enough info and the right info and we can see about granting you immunity, take you off our list of supernatural targets...."

He goes quite.

"...we have some experts set to come to the city in a short while, they specialise in removing your kind."

He gestures and his men begin to leave the room.

"You planning on taking him up on that Ly?" Clarissa asks.

Necro

Lysander looks around to see if any of the men are still training weapons on him or even looking at him.

Fourier

Necrominus wrote: »

Lysander looks around to see if any of the men are still training weapons on him or even looking at him.

The men are leaving the room slowly, with the two at the back having their weapons on him.

Eventually they leave.

Cock Robin stands smoking in the corner, blowing cigarette smoke in the face of one of the men, who coughs violently as he leaves.

Necro

Lysander releases Clarissa's hand and turns to her.

'Perhaps. It will depend on a number of things. Mainly if I can get you, amongst others close to me immunity alongside myself. Also, my dear... we must always remember and protect The Masquerade. That is my main lesson to you tonight.'

Fourier

Clarissa nods.

"I see...you cause something like this and a bunch of guys with machine guns are on you. I was getting used to being immortal..."

Cock Robin places a hand on her shoulder, she suddenly sees him and jumps in fright.

"...being one of us is just been given a shot at immortality dear, it's not the real deal on a silver platter. Head home kid, me and your step-Sire have to have a talk"

She looks at Lysander nervously.

Necro

Lysander nods.

'It's ok Clarissa. Rob is a friend. This is the other work that I do, the work we never speak of. Call Martha and have her collect you.'

Lysander tries to gauge Cock Robin's mood as he turns and looks at him.

Fourier

Necrominus wrote: »

Lysander tries to gauge Cock Robin's mood as he turns and looks at him.

Cock Robin looks frustrated and angry.

Clarissa heads for the door, but stops with it half open, looking back at Lysander.

Necro

Lysander waves to her.

'We will catch up later, my dear. Perhaps arrange another lesson then too.'

He turns back to Rob.

'Good to see you my friend. I suppose we need to discuss... my voice message.'

Fourier

"Don't worry about that Lysander. Giovanni presence out here is weak, who are they going to send after you? And they ain't Camarilla members. If she violated the Masquerade, well tough.

This club scene would be harder, but the government is going to have to clean it up. I assume it was a flaring of Catalda's abilities?"

Necro

Lysander nods.

'Yes. An urge I could not control. Usually I am careful but these abilities... they are like nothing I have felt before. These agents pose a problem but they might be useful for now in dealing with the Wan Kuei. Eliminating them would give us full control of the city.'

Fourier

"Yeah, you handled that nicely by the way...look just be careful with that death magic stuff.

No, Lysander...we have a bigger problem. Two upcoming plane flights. Come with me to LA international..."

He begins to head to the door.

Necro

Fourier wrote: »

"Yeah, you handled that nicely by the way...look just be careful with that death magic stuff.

No, Lysander...we have a bigger problem. Two upcoming plane flights. Come with me to LA international..."

He begins to head to the door.

Lysander follows Rob.

'They asked about that too. What would you say to me attempting to ghoul that Agent if the.... opportunity arose. I think it would be beneficial given what he just told me... well, technically us.'

Fourier

He heads out the door and hops into Lysander's car.

"Could be a good idea...get the lay of the land first...we think they don't know about ghouls yet, so they probably won't know to watch out for it. Still they, they'll learn in time, be careful...it's there allies we're more afraid

Head to the airport, via the most direct route you can, I want to get there fast. I was recalled from stuff in New York for this. Well, not recalled, I left New York for this"

Necro

Lysander starts the car and takes the most direct route via the GPS.

'Serious stuff then. Should I be prepared for a fight?'

Fourier

Necrominus wrote: »

Lysander starts the car and takes the most direct route via the GPS.

'Serious stuff then. Should I be prepared for a fight?'

"For the first flight no, for what's on the second yes....

Though it is the first flight I'm dreading the most. There's a reason I came back. I definitely want you for the first passenger."

They arrive at LAX airport.



Cock Robin rubs his eyes and obfuscates into an attractive young man, a tech worker from some start up by the looks of it. Starbucks t-shirt and all.

"Well here we are...uhhh" he moans.

Necro

'Rob? Are you okay?'

Lysander gets out of the car.

Fourier

"Yes, Lysander, the man we are about to meet, you know him...but you've never met him. He is dangerous.

He has messed with both the Camarilla and the Sabbat. I have no idea why he is here, or why he told me he was coming. Just me, not the Camarilla...."

He leads Lysander to arrivals and points at a flight from Zurich that is arriving in five hours.

"Lysander, I'm going to obfuscate and watch. Speak to him in Romanian first"

Necro

Lysander sits at the arrivals near where the flight arrives and waits.

Fourier

Lysander people watches over the next few hours. Lots of different kinds of blood pass him by, young, old, healthy, unhealthy, rich and poor.

When the transfer flight finally arrives, his appetite has been stirred a bit.

As the passengers come through the arrivals gate, it is obvious one is a vampire from the smell of Vitae, though the man looks completely human to the eye. He begins to head toward the taxi rank...

Necro

Fourier wrote: »

Lysander people watches over the next few hours. Lots of different kinds of blood pass him by, young, old, healthy, unhealthy, rich and poor.

When the transfer flight finally arrives, his appetite has been stirred a bit.

As the passengers come through the arrivals gate, it is obvious one is a vampire from the smell of Vitae, though the man looks completely human to the eye. He begins to head toward the taxi rank...

Lysander passes through the seats as quickly as possible and cuts across his path as non-aggressively as possible. He speaks in his native tongue of Romanian:

'Welcome, friend... what brings you to this country?'

Fourier

The man turns.



He responds in Romanian

"Ahhh, a nice touch, I can tell that thine Romanian wasn't pulled from some kine's blood. Ich have never seen a city go to such efforts to greet me, you're from the Southe I take it, by your accent. Bucharest?"

His own Romanian is also Southern, though he makes archaic slips in places. (OOC: I've tried to replicate this by slips to older English like Ich)

Necro

Fourier wrote:

"Ahhh, a nice touch, I can tell that thine Romanian wasn't pulled from some kine's blood. Ich have never seen a city go to such efforts to greet me, you're from the Southe I take it, by your accent. Bucharest?"

'Near Bucharest, yes. Here in America on Prince orders. Didn't hear of you before friend....

What brings you to LA?'

Fourier

"Well a few things..."

He puts an arm around Lysander.

OOC: Giving you a chance to respond, let him put his arm around you or not

Necro

Lysander instead offers his hand.

'Not there yet, friend. Though perhaps in time we may embrace... just not now, when we barely know each other - even though we are both from the same country.'

Fourier

He retracts his arm.

"Of course"

He straightens his shirt and continues.

"I am here for many things, though three most of all.

The first, I had heard of the demise of the Sabbat in this city they had placed such emphasis on. I am old Tzimisce, from before we took Vicissitude to such disgusting extremes. I was pleased to see the fall of the bishop, a stain on the clan. Our clan, we agreed I would come here to confirm his removal and look on the ruined temple for ourselves. But this is a minor want.

Secondly, my superiors sent me here to observe things. We stand outside the Camarilla and Sabbat, but with mortal governments learning about us, we know the Camarilla is better to get behind. The city might make a good home for some us. If formally approved of course.

Lastly, and this is personal, something is happening here boy, something new, exciting. Have you felt it?"