The Cassandra Complex

I forgot to add. My sister (who still lives with my parents) has started showing an interest in understanding what this whole roleplaying business I've been into for ten years is all about. I am probably going to go visit her next weekend with some White Wolf books for her to have a look at.

Given my love-hate relationship with White Wolf products and the Camarilla in general (I am a burned out and bitter old Cammie who still enjoys the games but hates the crap that goes with them), this fills me with a mixture of dread and ... something less than dread but not on the positive side of the ledger.

But K (lil sis) is painfully shy; she only ever really vaguely socialised with the people she worked with, and doesn't seem to have any really good friends in Canberra (she has lots of email and pen friends though). So if I could actually get her to come to games and get into it, it'd be good for her; I found I really came out of my shell once I started to do drama at school and then LARP, and it'd be good to increase her social circle too.

The only other worry I have (other than her thinking it's all too weird and changing her mind) is that she's a good looking young woman (she's 28) - definitely more physically attractive than me, curse her! - and given some of the desperates that come to Cam sessions, I might have to beat them off her with a stick!