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Countess had excused herself leaving the Lasombra elder Aurora upstairs in her quarters. Amazing she hadn't been thrown down in the dungeon with those insane wolves that laughed endlessly after all that processed to this point in time. Seating herself upon a "waiting couch" embroidered in purple and black velvet she pulled a desk toward her. Taking a quill and parchment she began writing. It was a strange moment, a pause in her life which she rarely choose to express any emotion these days. But at this point in time she was bidding her own death sentence so she had many a moment to indulge in a quaint idle moment....



"What happened I do not know and yet as my hand writes my thoughts I'm inclined to believe in many things. Be it Tremere who betrayed us or the halfblood known as Sophia that seduced to of my blood leading them against us the "Keepers". Whatever the cause Tremere is never to be trusted even in their foolishness. I was a fool to accept such whimsical entourages surrounded in lies.

My son Dante and my daughter Violette saw the Ante's persuasion past his web of tangled lies. I wonder if Sophia would of been a divine shadow before Cameron disgraced her into a seething hatred of this clan. Now both Dante and my youngest daughter are swept up in a lie that consumes them both long before Lasombra could embrace them as their own.

What has happened to this clan suffering many losses I ask? Even my other Elder vanished along with my mate. Such is a turning point in this clan I can not believe. Now my second oldest has gone missing into an unknown clan much like ourselves. I must find away to right this shadow that has been weaved into an atrocity. The very question I present is how and when?

The other members shall be arriving shortly and I must greet then in my Lady's absence. Perhaps this will be my answer to salvation or even a bigger way of manipulation to figuring a way out of this setting. Till then I shall do as I am told lest the Countess has business elsewhere. Then it is my position to speak and be heard. I am still the elder and will do so accordingly".

Cordially,

Aurora V. Alexandria~ Lasombra Elder



Reading over her writing she nodded then closed the book while placing her quill pen back in the ink. Getting up from the bed she stepped toward a hidden door then opened it quietly. Stepping outside she felt the chill of night prickle along her fur as it nipped across her skin. Her raven tresses streaked with white moved with the breeze as she looked downward to the entrance court. She pursed her lips taking the rose that never dies from behind her ear holding it, "We must not fail. We must be the shadows that proclaim the night. We are Lasombra.... the keepers."

Phoebe looked around her room in the Manse of Lasombra. It was a beautiful room, but she had seen beautiful rooms before. She was probably the only vampire even born in the Goddess of Deceit’s castle but leave it to her mother to do anything and everything she could to go against the nature of what she was. Phoebe got up from the bed and walked over to the bookshelf, to look through the books, running her finger across the spine of each book, wondering where Lucius was. She needed more sleep then he because he was older than her and worrying about meeting the Countess and the tests that she would require Phoebe to pass to become a member of Lasombra was causing her loss of sleep. She had always thought that she did not want to be member of any clan; her father was a member of Toreador. She took out a book and decides to read till he returned.

Jehane had been lost in her mind, looking about the hallways, admiring the decor, when she heard that voice behind her, she hardly startling, but more grinning as she turned her head in just the slightest manner, ever the graceful being despite her tomboyish appearance. Her large eyes fell on the woman that approached her, she nodding and turning the full of her body to her. "It does call t us, it is that which is our home, the source of knowledge and power for us all is it not?" She chuckled, her accent was think, deep like a thick molten candy as it rolled off her tongue, English perhaps?

"How rude of me, please do let me be a proper woman and introduce myself. Jehane Chambers, Ma'am..." She lowered her head in a gentle nod, she able to feel the power that the other emitted, it obvious that she was certainly older than herself, but by how much this was the question? "I fear I have brought undo attention to myself with my wanderings, I simply found it less than pleasing to be without a location to be my home...or rather, one that is suiting to those that we are. When news of my....demises...came to my family I fear they banished the thought of me from their minds, the thought of returning to them like this...horrifying.." She chuckled weakly. "For them at least...to see a apparition from the grave at their step, surely their faith would be...shaken.." She smirked.

Jehane smiled as the woman gave her her name, she nodding once and turning a flash of bright magenta eye toward the male that seemed to appear from the darkness behind her. She knew all to well the secrets that the shadows kept, but never once had she thought those secrets so alluring. "It is a pleasure to be welcomed as I am, madame Van Alexandria. I do say i have heard whispers of you, legends of this house and it's inhabitants. I fear my sire abit of a....eccentric fool. he warned me away from this house...the politics of the world, this was only days before he tossed himself to the light...pity that..." She smirked darkly, her eyes flicking to the male once more, Aramis had he been called? "I would be most pleased to be escorted, sir...though I fear madame Van Alexandria may have need of you?" She hated to be too out-front, too assuming with the other, but all the same she did not wish to come off as some weak fledgling, she surely was not.

Introductions were essential but Aurora had plans for the newcomer to the manse. Aramis was another one she'd induct into business as elders are required to follow.

"No Aramis. I'd like you and Jehanne to follow me. The clan must resume to our practices before the Countess's return." she murmured as her feet turned turned with a hardly a sound. Making her way she lead them to the grand dining hall opening the ancient mahogany doors. The lighted glow of the atmosphere left much to be imagined but she was used to this quick feeling that washed over her lying eyes upon something ancient yet fully restored. Taking a set to the left of the table she waved a paw and grabbed a folder along with a briefcase. It was time to get down to business.


Aramis froze and nodded to his elder. The thing that glazed his mind was wonderment of what the elder had in store for him and... Jehanne. He looked at her for a moment then followed after Aurora. This sudden change of interest or rather business seemed strange for off hours as they were. Something was odd to him but he was eager to find out. It had been ages since the clan had gotten active like it was starting to.

Reaching those doors he in took a breath feeling the elegance of ancient Lasombra coursing this room. Red velvet chairs molded from brass felt so eloquent beneath him as he seated himself. Now he waited for Jehanne to do the same.

"Right then" the elder spoke with a strict sense of responsibility as she organized her papers. Her eyes gazed upon Jehanne with much intensity yet her features never wavered nor showed any emotion.

"Jehanne you have been summoned here by the Countess for a very simple reason. You are quite knowledgeable in certain proceedings among other things. You've come with a message which I have sense you'll tell to us and our records. Rumors are surfacing from the shadows and I know them to be true".

She then took parchment that had been written in the finest crimson ink placing it before both of her listeners, "Brothers and Sisters of the Sabat we are the keepers. It is our job to practice such rites and uphold to the clan" she paused momentarily then resumed, "You both are going to become Head of our Business operations affirming anything you learn will be relayed quickly as it is created or spoken. It is time to recruit Brother and Sister. But do be forewarned that we only seek those that are strong even after they are broken. There is no room for careless assumptions. The shadows know whom they seek not vice versa. Remember its power and manipulation. That is how we wield above the others." She then quieted and remained merely a vessel with alluring dominant eyes waiting for a response from the both of them.

It was time the Shadows took the reigns for they slept so long with the downfall of Cameron's expense.


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Aramis was miffed yet skeptical at what was unfolding in front of him. This room had gathered dust yet it looked quite clean for its emptiness in spite of what he knew. His eyes flickered looking at the parchment as they also stayed trained upon the elder. Her words were quite serious as were the parchment. Momentarily he pondered to himself if her business sense was merely a play on buttering up to the Countess. He'd never state really that Countess has one screw loose too many. It wasn't Aurora's fault that her children followed their own selfish ways. The one that irked him was Lucuis who in Aramis eyes was the "biggest kiss a**" of the clan. He was simply out for his own gain even with children on the way. Lucuis would always be a Hound of Hell in the body of a vampire.

The young male then looked upon the parched ink fully, "Business Operations" he queried with a raised brow, then he listened to her fully. Finally he understood what was needed of him, that being the sheep intake to the slaughter. If of course they had qualifications as she had stated he'd see their potential. Standing up he moved her chair back and nodded, "Then we should get started on such arrangements... Shouldn't we Jehanne?" His eyes flickered with an accompanying smile. Indeed this was a way to raise in rank and leave that little "Hell Hound" where he belonged; in the shadows.

Aurora watched Jehanne with an interested gaze for she held potential. It was a matter of business of course that deliberated her path be it Fareth's place or alongside Sara's son. The clan was set upon a business stability so adhering to the rules and following suit was the key to survival and lingering past being broken. Those inducted through blood usually had an easier grip then those freshly made. For one that desires the sun would wither and burn in the suffocation of the shadows themselves.

Clearing her throat she spoke allowed, "Shadow give Isadora my message that Lasombra has risen once more. We shall step back upon the velvet masses once more and stand out among the darkness other clans have placed us within. She smiled in spite of herself because the clan was what Isadora lived and died for. There was no foolish games nor was there reasons to falter and become a stain in the clan's eyes.

There then came a tiny little giggle as a creature poked it's head out of the shadows nearest to the elder. Fluttering its tiny wings the small familiar swirled into to front somersaults and flew about slowly upon her back. A smile graced its tiny face flying in front of Jehanne and Aramis as it got a better look at them. Engraving memories was its specialty as was being a perfect companion to oversee things following procedure. Giggling with a devilish little grin it swirled in a circle and vanished without a trace into the shadows; a tiny echo of a giggle lingering softly behind it.

Aurora nodded to the two younger Lasombra then stood upward as she pushed her chair inward with a small scoot, "Always remember childe that the manse has eyes and ears from the shadows. The Countess knows everything even when you suspect she doesn't. I will leave this business to you both now. Feel free to discuss your layout etc. An office will of course be set up and furnished for you", she paused as her eyes set upon them both in a dead-locked state, "Do not fail me." She then took her leave leaving the younger Lasombra to their proceedings. It was these very two that remained light in the shadows to finally achieve a goal lost ages ago in a murmur of bad tidings. If they failed her in recruiting new blood.... then Lasombra would surely crash down and burn like the rest of the lethargic clans that upheld a title.

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Aramis was not at one bit surprised that Shadow had been lurking in the shadows. He normally avoided Isadora but he knew of the Manse having such keen vigils on its inhabitants. Shadow was of course taking a message back to the DoC as she usually did. It was a nice little technique to keep watch over things at the Manse while pursuing her own objectives. His steely aloof gaze met with the piercing one of Auroara's knowing her last words were not in the least bit a folly but actuality on the clan's welfare. He stepped from his chair and bowed to his elder, "We will not fail you Aurora. You have my word."

The darker furred male was saying quite a lot in that statement but he put his life up for the clan when the others neglected to. He was angry the others deserted their loyalty for foolish futures. Lately it had been only himself and that Hell Hound Lucuis, then Phobe came to live with her dog. Aramis was still perplexed how she chose such an ignorant little b*****d. But that was her own grave or bloodhunt she was settling upon. No matter it wasn't Aramis concern unless the little Hound were to mess up and follow Dante into a little cesspit of betrayal.

Watching the elder take her leave he returned his gaze to Jehanne, "Where shall we begin?" he asked causally though it was very much business oriented.