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“And Hell shall have no dominion,” said Uncle Lestan. “No, no dominion,” she whispered, and they were rising upwards, rising the way they had from the Greek island that was breaking into pieces below them, pieces falling into the foaming blue sea. “Blood child, blood flower, blood Rose,” said Uncle Lestan.”
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[text] I am not that much of a recluse. 🥲 I know I spend a lot of time with your father, but I enjoy his company.
[text] I am planning to spend a few nights in Greece soon actually. I miss the sea.
[text] Sending you the location now… I am really looking forward to this!
[text: (Dr) Casimir] Me too!
What occurs after her texting with Casimir is beyond what Rose could have comprehended. Of course the immortal world was small, far less others around even when accounting for different species. But she never would have thought that a friend she had from almost the beginning of her turn would know her new friend and doctor.
Still, she was told to go, so she would listen. Rose had been looking forward to testing Casimir's dance skills. With all of his claims, she had to ensure he could back them up.
Since this was not clubbing style dancing, her dress is flowy, the skirt full for twirling as she wishes. She even puts on shorts underneath, even if she almost never does. Casimir was not a medical doctor, and did not need to see more of her than he might wish. Especially if she would try to hint at her knowing Reese.
Her skill with the Cloud Gift is strong enough that she can land outside the venue without stumbling in her heels. She's not foolish enough to be in eyeshot of any humans, though the scent of all those warm bodies has her thinking she should have fed beforehand.
It's lively already, though it is early enough that the floor is not crowded. People are letting loose, doing as they like, and though not everyone is following steps exactly, she can feel their joy. Rose lets it flow into her, grinning, careful with her fangs, as she joins them. No reason not to start dancing before she found Casimir, if he was here already.
He let out a ragged sigh, flicking the cigarette onto the ground. "No, doll, he doesn't think I'm dead. I don't think so, anyway. I mean, fuck, I don't really know what he thinks. I haven't seen him, even from far away, since the 1930s."
He looked up at the sky, the moon peeking out from behind the clouds. "I'm sorry, Rose. No, don't cancel, don't think any less of him because of my sorry ass. I'm just fucking bitter and angry and clearly...clearly there's some other thing tucked away in there, too, because I saw that text and felt my heart stop, you know?"
"Don't be sorry, there's nothing you've done to be sorry for, Reese." The few things she knows of Casimir don't indicate to Rose that he would have done wrong intentionally, but he was supposed to be professional when she went to him for help. And since, he's been nothing but kind. Even a little excited.
"You still love him. That's a long time to hold a grudge. You sure you want to carry it forever? Cause that's what you're setting yourself up for. To be hurt and bitter, keeping that inside. Not to steal a page from Casimir, but that doesn't really sound healthy for you, long term. Look, I won't force you to do anything. Do you at least want his number? That way have access to change your mind whenever you wish?"
He was on his third cigarette by the time his phone buzzed in his pocket. He fished it out, his hands shaking slightly, and flipped it open and put it to his ear.
"I want you to understand something, sweet girl who means well and does not know me as well as she thinks she does," his voice was as measured as he could make it, considering, but there was something there he couldn't hide. "There is no world where I am entertaining this. Not tonight, not tomorrow, and not ever. Rose--" He sucked in smoke and hissed it out between his teeth and through his nostrils. "--you do not know how hard I have fucking worked to stay away from that man. And you do not know the specifics of how he behaved or treated me. Fuck, I--"
He put the phone down for a minute, running a hand over his eyes before taking another draw on the cigarette, letting this one out much more slowly, more measured. "Listen, Little Bit. I have grown to love you, but you absolutely cannot ask this of me. You hear me?"
She was not expecting this reprimanding tone from Reese. Sure, she had been serious, that nothing could be good about all of this avoidance, but she'd mostly been teasing about calling him tonight. Even Rose could see that would not have gone over well.
Her heels click outside the theater, onto the street, feeling as if this conversation would last longer a few minutes. No reason to try to finish the movie if she'd missed too much of it.
"Okay. I hear you, Reese. What, do you think I could actually force anyone to do anything? Please. Does he think you're dead? Cause then I would have to at least tell him that you're alive."
A pause as she leans against a wall, "You're right, I don't know you too well. I also know that how one person acts with people in public or professionally can be a complete 180 from how they act in private. I don't know Casimir really either. He messed you up, huh. Do you think I should cancel? Is it worth getting to know him? I can say I got busy if you don't want me seeing him."
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[text] Christ on the fucking cross, Rose
[text] I am absolutely not fucking talking to him
[text] I have spent a century working very hard to NOT fucking talk to him
[text] Glad you trust him and glad he was motherfucking NICE to you, darling, but that is a very different thing
-calls, no answer-
[text] God fucking damnit, Rose, pick up the damn phone
[text: Reese] Casimir is nice and you are nice and both can be true at the same time! A miracle!
-five minutes later Rose calls him-
"This better be you telling me that I can conference him into this call, Reese. Otherwise, what's the point of calling me. By the way, you interrupted a perfectly good showing of Supergirl, and I was having a ball. So make this worth my time, and call him now!"
-ten minutes go by-
[text] What the fuck, Rose?
[text] typing
[text] Nope, was right the first time. What the fuck?
[text: Reese] Chalk it up to serendipity or whatever.
[text: Reese] He helped me work through something that'd been bothering me since my turn. I trust him. He's nice.
[text: Reese] He did sort of pop out of thin air. Maybe he was low on clients like us and needed the business.
[text: Reese] He's into motorcycles?
[text: Reese] Now you really need to talk to him.
[text: Reese] Speaking of dancing, we actually have a friendly dance date tomorrow in Prague. I'll try not to flirt with him too much.
[text: Reese] Now that I know, I'm not sure I can keep quiet about knowing you. Please don't be too mad at me.
[text] Oh, one of my types, anyway. What are you gonna do, kid, matchmaker me?
[text] Long story, too long for a message. But the cliff's notes is that he went obsessive on a chosen path and rode it hard enough that he wrote me right out of the picture.
[text] Brought that work home, turned that shit on me, etc. etc. He loves it, I gotta hand him that. But I'm not gonna be anyone's test subject when I'm supposed to be their partner.
[text] Your dads have tried to kill each other at least once, Little Bit.
[text] And no. Been avoiding him for almost a century now. No idea where he is, not sure I want to know. I'm sure he's still putting folks like us on his couch and analyzing the hell out of them.
[text] He'd fucking better be, since he gave everything up for it.
[text: Reese] Everyone's gotta have hobbies.
[text: Reese] Yeah, and the attempted murder adds a little spice!
[text: Reese] typing
[text: Reese] typing
[text: Reese] Your ex wouldn't be named Casimir, would he?
[text] I'm some kind of guy. In your case, it happened to be good. Heart of fucking gold and all that.
[text] Woof. Not sure about that, Little Bit. Still carrying a chip on my shoulder for that one.
[text] Met him in the early 19th. Tall drink of water. Redhead. Absolute moony idiot. Rides a motorcycle, loves to dance. Broke my fucking heart.
[text] Don't get your hopes up, doll. Not all love stories end up pretty.
[text: Reese] Now I know your type 😈
[text: Reese] What'd he do that was so bad? It better be earth shattering, cause nothing else should prevent second chances for our kind(s).
[text: Reese] My dads are the quintessential on again/off again couple. But their love transcends everything. Nothing could keep them apart forever. You talked with him at all since the breaking up?
[text] Oh, my apologies. Whine away!
[text] I have…helped as much as I can, at the moment. Oh, not just by Lestat, but he has encouraged me to take more nights off. I tend to bury myself in my work, and I am working to correct that.
[text]: I am looking forward to it as well. I’ll send you the address of one of the clubs I frequent? Or if you are not in the mood to travel, do you have a preferred place that you like to dance?
[text: (Dr) Casimir] You have other friends?! 😱
[text: (Dr) Casimir] I'm not saying to quit your work, but a break isn't the worst idea. More than a night, like a vacation.
[text: (Dr) Casimir] I love to travel! It's the only thing I'm good at so I might as well get some good use out of it. I'll come to you!
[text] Rose, has anyone told you how annoying you are?
[text] If not, take this as your sign.
[text: Gabrielle] I have, in fact! I take it as a positive. Means I'm not boring.
[text] As long as you keep a good head on your shoulders, doll, then yes, you will and yes, it will.
[text] And you want to bring her to a beach to meet me? What did I do to deserve such a fate?
-ten minutes-
[text] Glad you could make the reconciliation happen. Doesn't always work that way.
[text: Reese] Continue being your charming self? You're a good guy to know in a pinch, as I can very much attest to.
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[text: Reese] True. I'm grateful. Wanna talk about it? If they're still alive, then you have all the time in the world to talk it out. Or something less boring 🤭
[text: Reese] Guy, girl? Old, young? Gimme the deets!
[text] First time home buyer? I understand. I had a lawyer handle all that for me. It was impressed on me in the 90’s that I needed a “day man.” I pay him well; He handles the things I don’t prefer.
[text] If that works for you, Rose. My appointment card is actually very open this week. Most of my patients typically only come to me when they have a need, snd right now they appear to not be in much need. Also, I have been told that I need to live a little.
[text: (Dr) Casimir] Not quite first time. Thank you for the practical advice, but I'm mostly whining.
[text: (Dr) Casimir] If you've cured everyone that's a win! Told by Lestat? He's got good intuition, he's prolly right. Looking forward to salsa-ing and everything dance under the sun with you! 💃🏻
[text] Good. Keep that pretty face clean.
[text] Thinking Elba Island. Went there once in 1845. Want some new memories.
[text] You're in Spain? You alone or with friends?
[text: Reese] 😘
[text: Reese] Think one day I'll tell some young one 'oh I remember what this was like in 2019' and that'll feel like an age ago to them?
[text: Reese] Barcelona for now, but more for hunting. With a girlfriend! She was an ex, but we're back together. Don't worry, it was all my fault. I am determined to make it last this time.
[ text: Gabrielle] : just checking to see if you've blocked me…
[text] The only person I have blocked is Armand.
[text] And sometimes Lestat, but only when I'm feeling ornery.
[text: Gabrielle] What'd Armand do to you? (rhetorical 🫣)
[text: Gabrielle] I'm gonna get blocked for that, aren't I?
[text]: So, when are we going dancing, Miss Rose? Are you free at all these coming nights?
[text: (Dr) Casimir] Word to the wise: Never go house shopping ever. It's the worst.
[text: (Dr) Casimir] I can meet you tomorrow? You're the one with a job and a schedule. Can't be cancelling any patients just to have a little fun.
