Los Angeles: Blood Moon - ❌💀🟩ch10-magic-and-chill

Chapter 9 Location: Tremere’s Chantry, the front of Valeri’s door Players: @Slinar [Alexander Montferrier] ST: lol who could it be except @!Yr Hyennaes (Tash/Kris/Agnes) Previous scenes: #❌💀🟩ch8-a-roses-childe

Alexander was in front of Valerie’s room. He wore a more casual outfit, with just the black shit and dark jeans and had took time to wash his face and look presentable. He knocked at the door twice.

- It's opened, - loud voice of hers let him know that as usual she was there to help.

"Hello mistress. I hope I’m not bothering. I was… hoping to get some of your time to talk…" He blushed a bit, cracking his knuckles. My Sir… I know the feelings I have for her are artificial, one given by the blood but yet she has always treated me right… I can’t bring myself to hate her like the other damned.

08:03

He entered the room, looking around.

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The room looked as average: nice dark walls, occult symbols on the floor everywhere. As soon as Alexander stepped on any area close - they started to shine lightly, but it didn't do anything to him. For sure if it was an intruder - he would be totally fucked. He knew good about wards. As well as she did. Some interesting artefacts stood on the shelves under the glass. Seemed easy to grab, but it's not good to touch anything in such a room at all. - Hello, Alexander. How do you feel the new freedom?

Alexander looked in awe around him, as he responded : "It was surprising at first. I've missed seeing the stars, feeling cold breeze on my nose, and just seeing the livings. I've never been the more... Adjusted to the mundaine, but yet I've understand once more why I battled for them..." He didn't looked at her immediatly, more looked at the ceiling in wonder. "Mistress Lewis, how do you... Accept with yourself to take, to be that intrusive in the mortal life ? I've... I've been to an hospital, to take myself blood. I couldn't accept the fact that... Taking one consent, bending it to our will was the only way..." His fists clenched, he almost spurt the rest with disgust. "Even the Roses, they manipulate, corrupt by their magnetism powers. Not even the more human respect the basic idea of consent..." He looked at her, finally, a saddenned look, and a hope of response glimmering in the darkness of his eyes.

- Why do you think there are no people who would love that? Love to be yours, feel the Kiss? It is the most pleasurable thing for them after all. You can always find some nice person for you who would giveaway blood willingly. But there are tons of other ways. She stopped to see what would he tell on that.

"I do. I do think that some like this intoxicating pleasure. And I can wrap mhy mind around that, and even the idea of using that.... But yet, altering their mind, or their feelings... It reminds me of bad memories... Of her, and I... I don't..." Alexander clenched his jaws, keeping his mouth shut, as he closed his eyes. A moment passed, as the Tremere was in a turmoil, a tempest of emotions inside. "I can't be this person again. I want to do it without having to deal with people. I don't want to hurt again." He opened his eyes, before joining his hands in front of him. The Child looked at his Sire, determined and yet vulnerable for once. "What are the other ways? "

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She sat calmly on the chair, resting her arms freely in it. Examining, thinking. - You need to deal with your issue as a normal member of House and Clan Tremere would do. I think you understand this, - she explained first. - You can make contacts with the people who care blood. Think for yourself - who could that be. Her ebony face changed a bit to show she's not really happy, - I would not stick with animal blood after all. It does not just make you feel the worst taste, but also let's your spirit go weak. We are predators. More then people. You need to own it.

"I understand yes. The blood of animals... It seemed to be the more ethical, and yet, it seems so degrading. I think that I will pursue my work in the hospital. Bagged bag seems a reliable way to get blood, be it for research or sustenance." He crouched down, near her, looking at her straight in the eyes, letting himself at her mercy if she wished. "But I do not want to trespass on a domain. I would preferably make a arrangment with another kindred and get a supply from them. Do you know any of them that I could go to ?" "Talking about favors... The Toréador Alexandria, she owes me a boon, a blood boon. All I need to find is the answer to this Sabbat story. And I'm more than ever close to it." He smiled softly, visibly content wit himself. The darkness, the abyss taking form, it all came back in his mind. The smile dissapeared. "I... I've seen proof of Darkness magic, the one used by the Lasombra clan. In the house of the parents of one the suspect ; a creature, a spot of darkness, summoning tentacles. I hesitated to bring it back, but I think it would have put the Chantry in danger."

- For the blood... I would like you to still get it yourself. I know you're still going through hard times. But you can not hide this predator forever, and I chose you because you are strong enough not to give up. So stand up from your knees and start working. This is what you do now. This is who you are. Maybe the speech could be calming, not the more she spoke the deeper was the cut of understanding he needs to act right now, not In a year and not even tomorrow. Now. The curse will be there till it's dealt with. - If you don't want to deal with hospital, then you can contact Roxanne Shepherd. I've heard she could get even blue blood for... Well, those who call themselves blue blood. She nodded. - The boon for you is good. Very good. Just don't use it till it will be really required by the House and clan tremere. - It's good you move the case forward, but remember. You don't do that for the abstract reason. It's all you bring here. Your wins and fails as well.

@Slinar [Alexander Montferrier]

( didn't understood the last sentence)

Your good and bad is for all the clan not just you

The Child listened, and a cold realisation grew on him. It was something he should learn to master, to not fall prey to it. I shall not let it guide me, but it is still here, and I need to tame it, not ignore it. "Thank you, mistress. I know that I work for the Clan, and only it. But I'm so much eager to be useful to it after everything it has done for me. I want to prove myself. And to do that, I need to learn... I was not enough. Not mighty enough." He stood up, looking around as he clenched his fists, before kneeling again, showing the back of his neck to her, looking at her feet. "I want to learn. Learn an offensive ritual. One to use against the ennemy of the House Tremere. One to make you proud of my doings." Will she help me ? It is an audacious resquest, but I need it. I need to become stronger. "But a hunter is only worth the tools he got. And I know our blood is not one without assets."

She looked at Alexander appraisingly again. She tried to put together seemed all his life little bricks. Every at its own place. She shrouded like she saw something Alexander did not see, even her sight seemed followed something invisible. - I can. I will show you the ritual. Though it is not subtle and any attempt to do it on public will lead to a masquerade breach or police will be involved. She stood up lightly as someone just picked up a small statue, went to one of her shelves and lightly touched it with her fingers, activating some kind of magic glyphs. And then took a nice ritual dagger from it. The weapon seemed pretty simple - bone handle and damasque steel averagely shaped blade.

The hunter looked at it, interested. His mind was racing, trying to glimpse, to understand, to remember anything he could on this, and apply it to the situation. Damasquine steel, with a bone grip... It don't seem that magic... Maybe it was infused in blood? He waited for her to show, or to hand it to him.

She gave Alexander the dagger, then returned back to her chair like tremere would make a great show for her. Well, maybe he will. - And now... Feed it with blood. I guess you mostly use your right hand, so it has to be the one. And don't be greedy. It will soak a lot. Then I'll tell you what to do.

Alexander looked at the dagger, before slicing slowly his hand on it. The pain of scarification, the memories of it, how he used it to forget his feelings, when the darkness were too powerful in his mind. He closed his hands on the blade, soaking it in vitae.

//will get -3 BP total

- And now concentrate. You would need to remember the feeling and the formula I will give you now. It is still close to hermetic, transformed by House and Clan Tremere to get it's power. The cut needs to be done with the blade or a sharp stone to your working hand. It will take about ten minutes so you can just repeat after me this time to see, - she could smile but just the light shadow of it appeared on her face. Valerie started to pronounce the formula in Latin in a pretty monotonous voice.

Alexander followed her, pronouncing clearly the instruction, as he squeezed more and more Vitae in his hand.

Ten minutes of enchanting - and Alexander started to notice the greenish lines crawled from his wounded palm to the dagger blade. The blood that left slightest remainders after the cut on the blade itself glowed stronger and stronger till the little green spurts of flame showed and spread to all over the blade. It was scary and Montferrier realized that not every vampire even would stand the look at this weapon. Real fire, and mystical at the same time. The Beast of Alexander stepped back in fear, but not too much to throw it and run.

"Fire fuelled by the Vitae. Magic created from our blood. It’s…" He pressed his grip on the bone handle, looking at it, before doing a slow slash in the air, controlled. "Powerful."

16:50

Montferrier looked at his Sire, repressing a laugh, both nervous and extatic. "This power to create fire.. it’s not the same as the Path is it ? The flames seem different. Almost real, and yet they manage to clinge to the steel."

She noticed and noted her progeny reaction. Seemed not surprising, but also not that disappointing. - The flame is different, that is correct. But having that Path may be of a good addition, as it is still a flame after all. Of course such a weapon is a masquerade breach. Green flame is always suspicious and is rather associated with the demons. But you can be calm about this one - it is not related anyhow. She stood up and took from some box a pile of thin long branches holding them together like the tight bouquet. - Hit it. Cut. And we'll see how powerful was the enchanting. I doubt it is good enough for the first time. There's a limit how many times you can hit with it. So...

Alexander slashed through it, one time, curious on how it would spread or affect the branches. He then proceeded to hit, once more, and once more till no flames stayed.

(1 succ - 1 hit with flame)

The fire disappeared right after the first hit. Not that could be enough for a vampire to suffer and veaken a lot.

*but that

"I see… the more powerful my enchanting, the more I can hit with it. But even one strike can be enough if well delivered."

- Yes, - she nodded, - I think this trick would fit you just well. I'm sure you'll know where to use it. You're my childe after all. She could not and would not ever admit she made a wrong choice.

Alexander bowed his head toward her. "If you ever need anything, mistress, I’m here to serve." He cracked one of his knuckles. "I’m grateful for your mentoring."

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08:35

Alexander goes to his sire to talk to his trouble of taking blood on innocent. She tells him to stop being a whiny bitch and toughen up. He asks for tools to fight the sabbat and she make him learn the rutual of the burning blade.