Nov 8, 2014
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Send ??? for a series of drunk texts from my muse to your's.
[text] wwwwhat number is thisss
[text] why is it in my phone
[text] the fuck
[text] who the fuck is this who the fuckk
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???
Send ??? for a series of drunk texts from my muse to your's.
[text] wwwwhat number is thisss
[text] why is it in my phone
[text] the fuck
[text] who the fuck is this who the fuckk
"Be strong young one, I do not know you, but as a stranger all I can give you is my support and hope that this issue is fixed for the better"
"Who are you....? But thank you, I suppose."
"I like your sharp wit and fearlessness"
the-revived-trickster
please fuel my ego and tell me what your favorite thing about me is
"Yes well I’m not sure I want to hear compliments from the likes of you…"
the-revived-trickster
Santiago watched Lestat closely as he walked. He was honestly a tad bit surprised that he had even agreed to go out on a hunt with vampire he had hardly even interacted with, especially on Halloween and honestly he was starting to feel quite awkward about the event. But then if one did not make the first friendly gesture than no friendships would ever be formed.
Lestat was not a fan of, well, hunting in groups, when Vampires came together bad things happened and he had had enough of his run ins with Santiago. But he thought he may well let bygones be bygones and go for it. He'd have much prefered to sit and talk rather than to hunt with him but he supposed that he could eat. So he goes, italian leather boots soft around his ankles, clicking against the cobblestones as he went. He's always liked cobblestones, they remind him of a simpler time, he remembers Louis and Claudia clacking along behind him, nattering away. Fond memories, sort of. 'Am I to be expecting any tricks?'
thevampiremael the-revived-trickster arcadiocarzone 16thcenturyboy the-devils-tattoo notanotherbookworm symphoniepourlediable angeloalinere gentlemanlymalice
So many--good afternoon.
*smirks*
-quirks an eyebrow-
Do I know you?
the-revived-trickster
Santiago smirked, his head raising “Someone underestimated my abilities as a vampire.” he hissed.
Armand's face remained impassive, mahogany eyes searching in their fixation, "And what is it you plan to do now?"