patron saint of cutting your losses,

|| ind. semi-sel. RP blog for Santino from The Vampire Chronicles. canon divergent post Blood&Gold || penned by L

[mournfulroses]

Margaret Atwood, from her novel titled "The Handmaid's Tale," originally published in 1985

[desanctii]

What's something you have tried to give up but can't

"I have a certain fixation on fire." To illustrate, Santino snaps open golden lighter, which in this day and age would fetch a pretty penny as a collector's item. A simple flame licks upward along his thumb. "I mask it as a smoking habit. Do you think it fools the masses?"

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What would you say to Jesus if you could speak to him face to face?

"I find this kind of hypothetical distasteful."

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Did you ever have to kill someone who you deep down did not want to die?

"Of course. I don't want most people to die. Rarely was there ever one who I thought is done a favor by the condition."

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Is your life better now than it was five years ago? Ten years ago? Fifty? A hundred?

"Most certainly it is better than it was a decade ago, seeing as I am whole and well. But that unfortunate assault aside, the last century has been rather good to me. If altogether too eventful."

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Is love crucial or a fun addition to life?

"Crucial."

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What is your greatest ambition?

"To live in peace, without dragging my past behind me like a dead body. But that is something only time can achieve for me."

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Did stop believing in God or did you just decide to ignore him?

"If I still believed, even if only in some bitter, hidden crevice of my heart, I'd be dead. I am here. And God is not."

[shiromemes]

Go on Anon and ask my muse your burning questions!

About them, about their world, about their friends- Anything!

[santinos-neckline]

Santino: Ah, Mael. My archnemesis.

Marius: Wh- I thought I was your archnemesis.

Santino: I have a life outside of you, Marius.

[desanctii]

@pandoratheancient​: ❓+ Eric

Santino exhaled lowly. “It always baffles me, how close we can be to other people and yet continue to see them in unfamiliar lighting. There are so many parts of him that I will never truly understand. There is so much life in him, so many memories, that I will never share. I will never walk with him through the forests of his youth, and I will never stand with him at the foot of the temple of Ephesos in its prime. I won’t know what it felt like to see the wonders of Babylon for the first time like he does. There is so much of him that is missing from me. And I see the traces of those memories in how he acts today. Who is he when he works in his garden, humming tunes I have never heard before? Who is he when he is spellbound by a withered stone arch in a place that means nothing to me? I dream of these things when I see them in his Blood. But that doesn’t satisfy me. It is a voyeuristic experience and I am a terrible voyeur. 

I don’t know if Eric truly understands me when I speak to him of it, when I beg him to teach me his native tongue. He humors me but never enough. No one speaks it, he says, it’s useless, why bother? And of course he is right. It’d be useless to anyone but me. Could I not use it to share with him this earliest fragment of him, those mortal secrets, those innocent moments before the Blood? But then, perhaps he simply does not want me there, in the forests with him. Maybe he wants to guard his secrets instead. We all must be allowed our islands of solitude, something we keep for ourselves. I have no right to any part of him. I am just greedy. 

Sometimes I feel my age very keenly. But next to him, him and his three thousand years of life, I will never grow old. I will never see the world as he sees it. I don’t know if I could or should change that. I love to hear him speak of all manner of things. He is a born storyteller. I would not want to miss that. But the stories will always remain replicas, imitations of the real thing. He will always be a translated language to me.”

[glitch-h-archive]

he’s an irredeemable villain TO YOU. I understand him though

[ozempicofficial]

[desanctii]

ooc. You ever have two characters where you're like I don't ship this in the least I just know factually that they fucked.

[starburstcosmos]

maybe the real sex was the chess we played along the way

[desanctii]

ooc. I won't lie, I completely forgot that Santino didn't just glare back at Mael, he fully bared his teeth at him until Mael looked away. The beef was real and it was that serious.

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Have you been to the Grand Canyon yet in the mean while or is that still a 'no'?

A short laugh. "Still no. Perhaps someone will have to drag me there."