Originally Posted by Fourier
"Indeed. You have the touch of whimsy even in a time like this.
Well I wanted to see what you could do first. Were you worthy. If not I would have killed you on the spot.
These Sabbat are idiots. The other founders and I are their targets. They devote themselves to destroying us, saying your Camarilla only acts as a front. That behind it we pull the strings. What nonsense. Most of my brothers and sisters are still dormant. Of those that live. The Camarilla is owned by you younger ones. A wonderful institution. Possibly how we should have done things back in the day, but humans were weaker then..."
He looks off smiling.
"I need my favoured son to hold things for me in America. A stable base of operations as I return to ruling our clan. As part of the Camarilla of course.
But I want you stronger. I want an equal.
And that is why I have cowed these two.
The young one has power. Power on my scale. The first of a new clan as I was.
The older one though. Well she is the last of her line. She hides it well, but she's not too far from the girl in strength. Rare gifts which would work well with your natural Lasombra talents.
Consume one my son. Two would overwhelm you. The survivor can be your slave or we will simply grant them final death"
He gestures and Jacqueline and Clarissa stand and approach Lysander.
"Ly?" Clarissa manages.
Lysander looks at both of those in front of him.
The Prince of Los Angeles.
And sweet Clarissa... his companion, his friend... his...daughter.
He turns to La-Som-Bheu.
'This is an easy choice. Did you know...'
He points at Jacqueline.
'On a number of occasions she has attempted to kill me.
Would have too, but for other influences. But... I feel a kinship with her strangely, it is like we are drawn together despite being polar opposites in so many ways.
I think she knows what I have done to some of her allies. I don't think she cares. As long as it keeps her in power, all ends justify the means.'
He then looks at Clarissa.
'And then we have... Clarissa. Young - but completely deadly. She has learned so much and would never betray me... in fact, she cannot.
Her powers.... I feel the allure every day, they call to me, call me to the darkness, to feed on her and take it for my own.'
He slams his hand on the desk.
'But I must draw the line, blood father. Power is everything... and nothing.
I have found in my time with Clarissa... companionship, trust - I cannot betray it.'
He turns back to the women in front of him.
'There is only one choice to make. This is for Larry Carson, and the other of Clarissa's kind you ordered me to kill.
Goodbye, sweet Prince. Our time together was fleeting in the end, I hope I served you well.'
He walks toward Jacqueline, awaiting La-Som-Bheu's approval.