LUMINUS

By Peloquin (ka.vanadis@karlskrona.mail.telia.com)

Prelude

"Bright light! Bright light!"
-- Gizmo the mogwai, "Gremlins"

Description

The Setite stared into the eyes of his newest prey. The hypnotized young vampire couldn't move a muscle. "Yeeeessss, goood....ssseee into my eyessss..."

Suddenly the prey's eyes blazed with a white light, strong enough to make the Setite break his gaze with a shrill scream.

"You basssstard! I'll kill you for that!!!"

He tried to run into the shadows to rest his blinded eyes, but suddenly the whole alleyway was as bright as if someone had switched on a huge searchlight aimed at it. There was no way out of the light. "Let me go! Let me go and...and I'll do anything you ask!"

The prey, now predator, just smiled at him. "Okay...die." And picked up an iron bar from the ground, shoving it with all his might into the Setites chest.

"So. I didn't think you knew how to remove your heart. Too bad, really, I was looking forward to a fight. I guess I'll just have to take it out on your helpless body." He flattened the lid of a nearby garbage can, looked at the blunt edge of his new weapon, and started sawing.

History

Not many know the truth about the Luminus. Those who ask are directed to the local Lasombras, (if Sabbat, of course) who only smirk and wave away any questions. There are two stories who lend the most credibility to these vampires of (common) light. The first one says that the Lasombra were curious as to what would happen if you magically reversed the effects of Obtenebration, and they performed their experiments on a newly embraced Caitiff. The other says that it just popped up one day, among all the other minuscule Caitiff bloodlines. Whichever is the truth, well, the Lasombra seems awful smug when asked, but, they're always smug anyways.

Nicknames

Lightbulbs, Flashlights, Clappers ("Clap on, clap off...")

Quirks

Often well tanned, (tanning salons, naturally) often quite handsome.

Clan Weakness

No shadow. No, it isn't neat; it's a very obvious little flaw.

Clan Disciplines

Photon, Presence, Obfuscate.

Prejudice

The Camarilla: Why don't they like us?

"Caitiff rabble. They're all the same, weak blooded garbage."

Sabbat: Horrible people, just horrible -- but they tolerate us.

"Man, if we had these back when we fought the Setites the first time, we'd have annihilated the snakes!"

Lasombra: They are the dark. We don't like the dark.

"Useful, the Setites never know what hits them until it's too late."

Setites: They are the Dark. DIE, DIE, DIE, DIE!

"Phaw! Get them away from me!"

Tzimisce: Hellspawn. They're all doomed.

"Can you say 'dead Setites' boys and girls? I knew you could..."

Gangrel: Hunters in the night don't hunt so well with a few bright lights around.

"Who cares."

Brujah: How droll.

"Well, they sure are useful when ya need ta bash some Setite skull."

Malkavians: For them, the light at the end of the tunnel is an oncoming train.

"Yep. How'd he know that?"

Ventrue: Schemers, connivers, suckers.

"They have their uses..."

Nosferatu: Ugly, but nice.

"Handsome, but nice."

Toreador: Pretty to look at, no more.

"Pretty to look at, no more."

Quote

Is it dark in here, or is it just me?