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One must wonder where and with whom Lestat has spent his time as of late.
Curious, are you? I've been here and there. Mostly there. *irksome grin* I've met many splendid mortals on my travels this time around, made some very good friends. Oh-- not to worry, darling, nothing to detract my attentions from you for more than several months. But without getting into specifics, I daresay, they were particularly engaging.
You're back.
Ah, so it would seem.
Thoughts?
nfxntdexth replied to your post:Louis has been sleeping on the floor for weeks,…
He won’t even really respond to me, and you know that means it’s gotten bad.
-stares at her, deeply troubled-
Claudia.
Ah- yes, so it would seem…
…Did you not miss me?
Lestat shook himself. Still even now it was bewildering to see her in front of him so tangible. He must always remind himself she was no mere apparition. Were he to reach out, his hands would meet the solidity of her marble flesh, the softness of her golden, goose-down hair. No tricks of the mind here. Though surely that made her no less of a ghost. A walking, talking phantom from his past dressed in pastel come to haunt him.
Resigned, he beckoned her into his arms, "Of course, my little love. You were dearly missed."
Oh, I'm so glad you're back!!!! I missed you so much! <3
//adjkh thanks, bb! *hugs into infinity* Just needed some time off for a while :)
nfxntdexth replied to your post:Louis has been sleeping on the floor for weeks,...
He won’t even really respond to me, and you know that means it’s gotten bad.
-stares at her, deeply troubled-
Claudia.
Ah- yes, so it would seem...
Louis has been sleeping on the floor for weeks, not in his coffin, and just staying on the floor all night while waiting for your return. He won't even take a hug from anyone else, except Harriet the kitty. Ok, maybe not literally, but metaphorically. Please go give him a cuddle!
Quite right?
Ha! No doubt he has been using my absence as an excuse to wallow in his self-pity. No matter, far be it from me to prolong his undue suffering.
Yes, I will pay him a visit.
Lestat! Where are you? Louis misses you.
Hush, darling, I’m here. No need to panic.
And miss me, does he? I know it, but sadly you will be the only one I hear that from, Anon. He’s too damn proud.
i forget the difference between seduction and arson.
Daphne Gottlieb, from “Why Things Burn”(via elucipher)
If there were anything you could say to Louis, without repercussions, what would it be?
"You will never know how deep your betrayals cut. There is much that I blame you for."
*Is hurt because another anon is sending MUCH better gifts than me*
Not to worry, anon! Any and all gifts are greatly encouraged appreciated.
Ah ma cher , how I love the look on your face when you hunt...
Lestat frowns at her jarring comment. This was the first she had ever said such a thing to him. “Ma petite, you should not be watching my face,” he chided. “You should have your eyes on your own prey.”
"Yes but my prey is finished so can’t I admire you?" She questioned gentle. "My maker, Lestat." She cued as she neared him. "It’s just a compliment."
He gathered her in his arms as he considered her question. "A compliment, yes, ma cherie. But there is such a thing as privacy, non?" He winked at her, tapping her nose fondly with his gloved finger. It was not so much the question that bothered him as it was the implications of it. It was easy to forget that this baby-doll he held was nearing the age of womanhood. He saw it hinted at in other ways, in the way she carried herself, the looks that would cross her face. But what he had not anticipated was a woman's sensuality, and he was cursing himself for it. "If you watch it is because you want to learn how to kill with abandon, a skill you seem to have mastered."
merciful-death replied to your post:Send him a vial of blood along with a note. 'From your secret admirer'
-FROWNS LOUDLY-
Curiouser and curiouser, non?
If there was a way I could send you love letters I would, I just... My feelings for you are just a giant tangled mess of emotion that translates to LOVE in capital letters and to try to put them on paper is to stare at the blank page for an hour trying to sort everything out before inevitably giving up.
He watched her carefully as she spoke, smiling knowingly. "I'm touched. But you needn't give me love letters, Rae." How true it was. He was all too aware of her hopeless devotion to him without such vapid admissions put to paper. It was terribly endearing. "Even if I couldn't read your mind, I would see it plainly in the conflicting emotions that play across your face."
merciful-death replied to your post:*Sends perfume scented love letters to you.*
Disgusting.
Jealousy is unbecoming of you, cher.
No, the stench of them is disgusting.
Destroy them.
Absolutely not! Some lovesick darling put their heart onto this paper. Destroy them? Banish the thought.
Send him a vial of blood along with a note. 'From your secret admirer'
Lestat's curiosity is stoked by the appearance of this unexpected gift. Unable to resist, he cracks open the vial and spills the contents over his tongue. It becomes clear right away that it is not Louis' as he half expected it to be, though Louis would never have done something so blatantly romantic.
He rolled the vial in his palms, thoughtfully. Who are you?
merciful-death replied to your post:*Sends perfume scented love letters to you.*
Disgusting.
Jealousy is unbecoming of you, cher.
*Sends perfume scented love letters to you.*
-grins, immeasurably delighted, before gathering them to place with the rest of the notes from his wealth of innumerable admirers-
