Her eyes are bright with love and fear. "K. I'm counting on you." She half slugs him in the arm, picks up one of the flares they've placed in a pile on the ground and walks over to the camera they've trained on the pyre. She turns it on, checks to see it's recording and has the date and time, the light illuminating the dark night, and then moves in front of it.
"My name is Antoinette Coeur de Lion. I am the daughter of Philippe and Marie Coeur de Lion, but I am the Childe of Alder Baron Senator Quinton Jones. And love of Neil Coban. Or, Ventrue Neil." She smiles to him off camera. "And I love all of these people dearly, with all my heart." The tears are spilling down now, she can't stop them. Not on a bet. "I am choosing to end my Requiem tonight as I believe I have lost my Sire, Baron Quinton, and I don't choose to bear the pain of continuing to live my unlife bonded to a non-entity. But I wanted to make this video, for the record, so that no man, kine or Kindred, could ever accuse anyone of aiding me in this venture. I take it on alone." She looks down and thinks for a moment, then looks back up a the camera. "Mom? Dad? Quinton? I'll see you guys on the flipside."
She turns and walks off camera, embracing Neil once more, sobbing and staining him with her blood. Then she reaches in her pocket and pulls out a letter and a CD. "For the ride home. K? I love you."
Antoinette then walks to the pyre stacked higher than her with wood, climbs gingerly up it, flare in hand, and stands where she knows the camera is focused. She whispers something Neil cannot here, then she ignites the flare and tosses it down, flinching as the flames catch immediately around her. She feels herself start to move down the wood to bolt away from the fire, she just can't help herself. She hopes Neil will be fast.
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