Louis II
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Post by Louis II on Feb 13, 2007 4:05:23 GMT 1
I'm not even sure if this would go here, but I'd like to tell you about a little experience I had this sunset.
Sunset is my favorite time of night, because I can still smell the sun. I know that sounds odd, but when you're a vampire, you understand. It has a very warm smell. Something that fills your lungs the way that the scent of your favorite mortal meal might. Cookies, I've heard.
Anyway, I stood outside and watched the last moments of the sunset, the ones that I could safely watch of course, before going inside. I decided to take a nice, long, hot shower. But within moments, I realized something was wrong. Water was pooling around my feet and ankles.
I stopped the shower and opened the drain in order to figure out what was wrong. Out popped a wad of blonde hair the size of a chinchilla.
Lestat, we need to talk.
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Post by Lestat II on Feb 16, 2007 0:09:46 GMT 1
(And talk we did...)
JacquesIsAlive (3:28:43 PM): -It's sunset. About 30 minutes after. The house seems quiet, until your coffin is opened. And then, from the bathroom, comes something that closely resembles mortal retching.- daggettsmydog (3:32:50 PM): *Sits up in his coffin and looks at the source of the noise* Ah...Louis? JacquesIsAlive (3:30:59 PM): -More retching.- daggettsmydog (3:34:42 PM): *Gets out and pats his hair into place before going over to the bathroom* JacquesIsAlive (3:33:49 PM): -In the bathroom, standing in the shower is Louis. He's ankle deep in water, and digging around in the drain. He wretches a few more times, then plucks out a ball of blonde hair the size of your face.- THIS! -He shakes it at you, looking like he's about to vomit.- WHAT IS THIS??? daggettsmydog (3:35:36 PM): *Stares at you* Was that you making all that noise? JacquesIsAlive (3:35:44 PM): LESTAT, THIS IS DISGUSTING! daggettsmydog (3:36:41 PM): *Turns his eyes to the ball of hair* Hmm...I don't think it's mine. I clean out the shower. JacquesIsAlive (3:37:05 PM): It's blonde!!!!! Mon dieu, look at my hair! Is it blonde!!!! Non!! -He's not yelling, he's roaring.- daggettsmydog (3:38:07 PM): *Yawns* Louis...it's really too early for this, why can't you do something as simple as taking a shower without yelling at me about it? JacquesIsAlive (3:38:21 PM): -Throws the hairball at your face and steps out, shaking off his feet.- daggettsmydog (3:40:29 PM): *Sputters and wipes it off his face* Louis! That was completely uncalled for! I don't see why you're so bothered by it, if the shower is clogged by my hair it's only because you rip it out when we take showers together. So, really, it's your fault. JacquesIsAlive (3:41:24 PM): I do not rip out your hair anymore than you rip out mine! And look! Mon dieu, you know what? -Grabs a pair of scissors from the bathroom sink and starts towards you. Very, very slowly.- daggettsmydog (3:42:19 PM): *Looks at the scissors, then at you, then back at the scissors, and takes a step back* Louis...what do you think you're doing? JacquesIsAlive (5:15:19 PM): I'm ending this! Once and for all, Lestat. Now come here, this will only hurt for a second. daggettsmydog (5:16:19 PM): I don't do well with hurt, even for a second. Maybe we should...ah...talk this over? Like normal, logical people? JacquesIsAlive (5:17:24 PM): -He growls and takes a few steps closer to you.- Fine, then I'll be gentle and it won't hurt at all. Now come here! daggettsmydog (5:19:43 PM): *Points behinds you* Look, Copperfield naked and tied up! *leaps out of the bathroom and dives behind the bed* JacquesIsAlive (5:20:40 PM): -Rushes after you, shoving the bed so it reveals you.- There's nowhere to run, Lestat. The Rue is only so big. daggettsmydog (5:22:12 PM): Then we will explore every inch of the Rue, won't we? *Makes a dash over the bed for the door* JacquesIsAlive (5:23:40 PM): -Grabs you by the hair and snips off a huge chunk of it.- daggettsmydog (5:25:14 PM): *Screams and covers his head* Louis! You bastard! I can't believe you! JacquesIsAlive (5:26:06 PM): -Grabs your hair again and cuts another chunk out.- It's not like it's not going to grow back tomorrow! And clog up the drain again! Mon DIEU give me ONE NIGHT of peace! daggettsmydog (5:29:43 PM): *ducks and backpedals out of your reach* I will not suffer a entire night without my hair! I could cut off your head and put it right back but that wouldn't make the act any better, would it?! JacquesIsAlive (5:30:44 PM): DO IT! Mon dieu I wish you would so I wouldn't have to deal with your DISGUSTING preening habits! daggettsmydog (5:32:06 PM): Disgusting?! At least I HAVE preening habits! You could go YEARS without washing your hair! I'm surprised you don't grow mold! JacquesIsAlive (5:32:52 PM): Well....I....I....I don't! So, stand still! daggettsmydog (5:33:34 PM): For every hair on my head you cut, a book will meet its death by fire. JacquesIsAlive (5:34:12 PM): You wouldn't dare! I will walk out of here and you know I will! daggettsmydog (5:34:38 PM): Maybe not one of your books, maybe I'll just run around New Orleans burning entire libraries! JacquesIsAlive (5:35:16 PM): Do it! See if I care! -Cuts another large chunk.- daggettsmydog (5:38:27 PM): *Eeps and snarls* Ah, no, better idea, for every hair you cut you lose a night of hunting alone. This and our bet combined means you'll never hunt alone again! Ha! JacquesIsAlive (5:39:44 PM): At this point, I'm so offended by the wad of....blonde GUNK in the drain, I DON'T CARE! -Continues hacking away.- daggettsmydog (5:42:42 PM): *Ducks and in an act of desperation jumps onto the bed and flies under the blankets, peeking out so only his face is showing and keeping the blanket secured on his head* What the devil is wrong with you! Why does it offend you so much? Mon dieu, it's just wet hair! JacquesIsAlive (5:43:33 PM): It's VILE! daggettsmydog (5:43:46 PM): It's not that much different from the hair on my head...except that it's in a ball and it's messy... JacquesIsAlive (5:44:26 PM): AND INFILTRATING MY SHOWER! daggettsmydog (5:46:08 PM): You're making a mountain out of a molehill. I say hakuna matata, Louis. JacquesIsAlive (5:47:03 PM): Hakuna matata? Hakuna matata?? Mon dieu, Lestat! I'm going to build a bonfire and shove you into it! daggettsmydog (5:49:31 PM): I won't leave hair in the shower again. There. We are happy now. Put the scissors down and keep your hands where I can see them. JacquesIsAlive (5:50:43 PM): You aren't a policeman, Lestat! Let me just finish the job! You look like a sea urchin now, you may as well let me fix it. daggettsmydog (5:52:18 PM): *After a moment of hesitation, lowers the blanket* Is it really terrible or can I pull it off as some strange modern hairstyle? JacquesIsAlive (5:53:13 PM): It's terrible. Now come here before you look at yourself in the mirror and toss me out. daggettsmydog (5:55:22 PM): *Scowls and gets out of the bed* I don't know if I should trust you... JacquesIsAlive (5:56:18 PM): Look at it this way. It's not going to get any worse, and tomorrow it will be restored anyway. daggettsmydog (5:58:49 PM): *Goes over to stand next to you* Now I can't go out at all today. My whole day is going to be so entirely boring. I feel claustrophobic already. You're going to have to bring a mortal home or something, I'm not taking one step outside. JacquesIsAlive (5:59:38 PM): -Growls and forces you to sit down.- Be nice, or I'll shave it all off. daggettsmydog (6:01:22 PM): *Huffs* I am mourning, how can I be nice? JacquesIsAlive (6:02:14 PM): By being quiet. daggettsmydog (6:02:39 PM): *Opens his mouth to say something but stops himself and sulks silently* JacquesIsAlive (6:03:46 PM): -Works on your hair for a while, then finally backs away.- No need to thank me, but thank me anyway. -It's shorter, of course, but still rather good looking. Just about at your shoulders.- daggettsmydog (6:05:23 PM): *Runs his hands through his hair* Thank you for lopping off my hair and attempting to fix it. JacquesIsAlive (6:06:06 PM): It looks better this way anyway. daggettsmydog (6:07:15 PM): Better? You must be insane. *Walks over to a mirror and examines his hair for a long time* Certainly not better. JacquesIsAlive (6:08:02 PM): You just don't want to admit it. daggettsmydog (6:08:19 PM): It's better than being bald, I'll say that much. JacquesIsAlive (6:09:40 PM): Mon dieu, there is no pleasing you. -Storms out of the room, and goes back into the bathroom.- daggettsmydog (6:11:00 PM): When you attack me with scissors there is very little that pleases me. *Stays at the mirror, still inspecting his hair* JacquesIsAlive (6:12:17 PM): -Comes back out and slaps the wad of hair on the dresser in front of you.- The next time I see this? I am lighting your coffin on fire. I suggest you don't test me. daggettsmydog (6:14:23 PM): *Picks the wad of hair up and tosses it in the trash* Fair enough. As long as you don't pull this scissor stunt again. I look like Shirley Temple. JacquesIsAlive (6:15:11 PM): You do not look like Shirley Temple. You look damn good, and it'd be nice if you acknowledged it. daggettsmydog (6:16:07 PM): *Raises eyebrows* How damn good? JacquesIsAlive (6:16:40 PM): Oui. How damn good. daggettsmydog (6:17:18 PM): But I always look damn good. JacquesIsAlive (6:18:12 PM): -Rolls his eyes, and goes back into the bathroom, slamming the door.- daggettsmydog (6:19:28 PM): *Glances at the bathroom door* It looks...nice, Louis. JacquesIsAlive (6:20:06 PM): -No response.- daggettsmydog (6:20:04 PM): ....thank you. JacquesIsAlive (6:20:39 PM): -Still nothing.- daggettsmydog (6:20:59 PM): Louis...I would appreciate it if you could cut my hair more often, because you are so good at it. JacquesIsAlive (6:21:42 PM): -Nothing, but there are scraping noises from the bathroom.- daggettsmydog (6:22:17 PM): Oh, come on. *Opens the bathroom door* Louis? JacquesIsAlive (6:22:48 PM): -The door's locked.- daggettsmydog (6:22:53 PM): *Knocks* Louis, the door is locked. JacquesIsAlive (6:23:22 PM): I know. daggettsmydog (6:23:08 PM): Open up? JacquesIsAlive (6:23:43 PM): No thanks. -More scraping.- daggettsmydog (6:23:46 PM): But I said my hair was nice. JacquesIsAlive (6:24:25 PM): -No response, just scraping.- daggettsmydog (6:24:17 PM): What the devil are you doing in there? JacquesIsAlive (6:25:00 PM): I'm slitting my wrists like a good emo boy. Mon dieu, Lestat, what do you think? daggettsmydog (6:25:43 PM): I can never be so sure with you. Open up then if you've got nothing to hide. JacquesIsAlive (6:27:05 PM): I'm busy. daggettsmydog (6:26:53 PM): To busy to turn a simple lock? JacquesIsAlive (6:27:32 PM): Too busy to deal with you. daggettsmydog (6:27:56 PM): Louis...I don't even know why you're angry at me this time. I should be the angry one. JacquesIsAlive (6:28:35 PM): I'm not angry, I'm busy. daggettsmydog (6:28:42 PM): Busy with what? JacquesIsAlive (6:29:21 PM): With this bathroom. It's disgusting and I'm cleaning it. daggettsmydog (6:30:22 PM): ...Two hands are better than one. Or...four, rather. JacquesIsAlive (6:31:03 PM): I don't need your help, but thank you. daggettsmydog (6:32:10 PM): Right. Because cleaning the bathroom is such a fun activity you don't want anyone interrupting. JacquesIsAlive (6:33:08 PM): Right. daggettsmydog (6:36:12 PM): Fine. You lock yourself away in the bathroom. I'm going to get naked and lie in bed and read A Tale of Two Cities. All alone. JacquesIsAlive (6:37:27 PM): Have fun. daggettsmydog (6:38:18 PM): And...maybe I'll light a bunch of dramatic candles. And cover the bed in roses. JacquesIsAlive (6:38:55 PM): Enjoy it. daggettsmydog (6:40:07 PM): You're impossible! I'm going downstairs to watch tv. JacquesIsAlive (6:40:43 PM): Have fun. daggettsmydog (6:40:40 PM): Oh I will. *Goes downstairs and turns on the television* JacquesIsAlive (6:41:39 PM): -A while later, he comes down reeking of Lysol and other chemicals.- Where’s the mop? daggettsmydog (6:41:59 PM): We have a mop? *Makes a face and puts his hand to his nose* You smell terrible. JacquesIsAlive (6:42:52 PM): -Roots around in the hall closet for a while, grabs the mop, and goes back upstairs.- daggettsmydog (6:45:19 PM): *He's beat you upstairs and is standing in the bathroom* Mon dieu...did a Lysol storm come this way? JacquesIsAlive (6:45:59 PM): It's clean. daggettsmydog (6:47:22 PM): So it is. What do you need me to do? JacquesIsAlive (6:48:19 PM): Nothing. Watch your television. daggettsmydog (6:49:12 PM): *Snatches the mop* Here, I'll mop a bit. Pass me a bucket. JacquesIsAlive (6:50:18 PM): You'll mess it up. -Snatches it back.- daggettsmydog (6:51:13 PM): How can I mess it up? It's just a mop. *snatches the mop again* JacquesIsAlive (6:52:33 PM): You don't know how to mop. You haven't mopped anything in your life. daggettsmydog (6:52:56 PM): All you have to do is drag the mop back and forth. I think I can handle it. JacquesIsAlive (6:54:13 PM): Non, mon cher. If you drag it back and forth, the glop on the end of it will merely smear around. Let me show you. -Holds out his hand to take the mop back.- daggettsmydog (6:54:48 PM): *Hands you the mop* And I take it you were a mopping expert when you were a mortal? JacquesIsAlive (6:55:53 PM): Non, it has been mopping up after yours and Claudia's messes that has made me this way. -Begins mopping the floor.- daggettsmydog (6:56:13 PM): *Takes back the mop and starts mopping where you left off* I'll take care of the mopping. You go back to doing whatever you were doing. JacquesIsAlive (6:58:20 PM): -Lifts an eyebrow.- Are you capable of mopping? daggettsmydog (6:58:14 PM): It's not rocket science! I think I can handle it! JacquesIsAlive (6:58:59 PM): -Looks at you for a long time, then tilts his head.- daggettsmydog (7:00:08 PM): Louis...don't give me that look, I have the mopping covered. JacquesIsAlive (7:01:08 PM): Non I was just....your hair does look quite good. daggettsmydog (7:13:25 PM): *Grins and turns his head quickly, flipping his hair* Damn good. JacquesIsAlive (7:14:27 PM): I told you. daggettsmydog (7:16:33 PM): *Smacks your feet with the mop* Get to work! I said I'd help, but I'm not going to be the only one cleaning. JacquesIsAlive (7:18:01 PM): But you look so....cute. -Goes into the shower and starts scraping some mold and grime off of the shower wall.- daggettsmydog (7:18:12 PM): *Stops mopping* Cute? Cute! The Vampire Lestat does not look cute. JacquesIsAlive (7:18:57 PM): He does when he's mopping. daggettsmydog (7:19:45 PM): Not when he's mopping. Not ever. JacquesIsAlive (7:21:11 PM): I'm onto you, Lestat, and you're cuter than you know. daggettsmydog (7:22:58 PM): *Grins* Well at least no matter how cute I may be, I am not half as cute as you. JacquesIsAlive (7:23:47 PM): Je sais. JacquesIsAlive (7:23:50 PM): I am the cute one. daggettsmydog (7:24:30 PM): Cuter than Mojo in a dress. JacquesIsAlive (7:25:24 PM): Well, that's easy. Mojo in a dress is not very cute at all. Mon dieu, when is the last time we've cleaned? daggettsmydog (7:25:54 PM): I'm guessing a few centuries ago. And I don't blame us, it's terribly boring. JacquesIsAlive (7:27:09 PM): It's disgusting. Mon dieu, this grime won't go away. -He keeps trying to scrub.- You can leave me to it if you're bored. I don't mind it so much, it's just horribly, horribly tedious. daggettsmydog (7:29:14 PM): Why don't we hire people to do this? JacquesIsAlive (7:30:23 PM): Because we're perfectly capable of doing it ourselves. Besides, who in their right minds would come in here? Everyone in New Orleans knows that this is where we live. daggettsmydog (7:30:39 PM): I'm sure we could just open the door and have a couple fan girls make it spotless in moments for free. JacquesIsAlive (7:32:13 PM): What fan girls? Mon dieu, you are not Monsieur le Rockstar anymore. daggettsmydog (7:33:10 PM): That doesn't mean I don't have fangirls. And with the musical we attracted a whole new wave of them. JacquesIsAlive (7:34:19 PM): Oui, fans of Hugh Panaro and Jim Stanek. Who, by the way, look nothing like us. daggettsmydog (7:36:19 PM): Perhaps not. But they still got our names back into popular culture, non? JacquesIsAlive (7:37:25 PM): Our names never left. Not really. daggettsmydog (7:37:46 PM): And they will never leave, not if I have to write fifty books to keep them alive. JacquesIsAlive (7:38:59 PM): Mon dieu, non. Stop with the last one. daggettsmydog (7:39:47 PM): There was positively nothing wrong with the last one. It's not my fault if you're jealous. JacquesIsAlive (7:40:58 PM): -Turns to glare.- Trust me, Lestat, no one is jealous of that last one. daggettsmydog (7:41:06 PM): *Looks up from his mopping for only a moment* Whatever you say, Louis... JacquesIsAlive (7:42:02 PM): T-shirts? Lestat....T-SHIRTS? daggettsmydog (7:41:49 PM): You know you would buy them! JacquesIsAlive (7:43:06 PM): I would do no such thing! I have to LIVE with you! daggettsmydog (7:43:05 PM): Well I would buy them. JacquesIsAlive (7:43:54 PM): Of course you would. daggettsmydog (7:44:38 PM): Tons of people would. Anne Rice would buy all of them. JacquesIsAlive (7:45:23 PM): Anne Rice is a moron. daggettsmydog (7:45:21 PM): Hey, you're the first one who published through her, not my fault. JacquesIsAlive (7:46:12 PM): Daniel did, actually. daggettsmydog (7:46:00 PM): So it's Daniel's fault then. JacquesIsAlive (7:46:45 PM): Yes. It is. daggettsmydog (7:46:45 PM): Which isn't surprising. He is, after all, a fledgling of a moron, making him a moron in turn. JacquesIsAlive (7:48:01 PM): He was a moron BEFORE he was Armand's fledgling. daggettsmydog (7:48:17 PM): Hm, yes, that too. Are we the only logical vampires left? JacquesIsAlive (7:49:02 PM): Non, but I am. daggettsmydog (7:52:59 PM): *Grabs a sponge and throws it at you* JacquesIsAlive (7:54:02 PM): -Catches it and flings a nasty rag at you.- daggettsmydog (7:54:00 PM): *Ducks and smirks* Be careful, Louis, you're going to mess your beautiful bathroom. JacquesIsAlive (7:54:55 PM): -Turns on the bath and flings water at you.- daggettsmydog (7:56:40 PM): *Jumps back* No fair! You're being terribly immature! JacquesIsAlive (7:57:37 PM): -Laughs and flings a whole handful.- daggettsmydog (8:01:58 PM): *Yelps and grabs the mop, pinning you to the wall with it* Ha! No matter how many battles you win, I always win the war. JacquesIsAlive (8:03:00 PM): Ewwwww! -Starts whining.- Lestat, the mop is dirty! daggettsmydog (8:03:03 PM): *Laughs* Always whining, Louis. JacquesIsAlive (8:04:23 PM): Hardly! Let me go! Nasty! daggettsmydog (8:04:37 PM): *Lowers the mop and looks pleased with himself* Very well. Truce. JacquesIsAlive (8:05:54 PM): -Runs over and hugs you tightly to get it all over you.- daggettsmydog (8:08:07 PM): *Attempts to push you away* Louis! Why does cleaning leave us dirty? It's completely ridiculous. JacquesIsAlive (8:09:23 PM): Tell me how much you love me. daggettsmydog (8:09:27 PM): You mess up my hair, dirty my clothes, and expect love poems? JacquesIsAlive (8:10:19 PM): -Smiles sweetly.- Oui. daggettsmydog (8:10:46 PM): *Lifts your chin and kisses you lips softly* That much. JacquesIsAlive (8:11:47 PM): Mmmmm. I'm sorry, I didn't get it, I think you should tell me again. daggettsmydog (8:12:08 PM): *Kisses you again, dipping his tongue past your lips this time and running his fingers through your hair* JacquesIsAlive (8:13:26 PM): Now in words. I love your words. JacquesIsAlive (8:13:37 PM): And God knows you have enough. daggettsmydog (8:14:10 PM): *Smirks* Just for that you aren't getting any words. JacquesIsAlive (8:15:32 PM): Only a few.... daggettsmydog (8:17:23 PM): *Grins and wraps his arms around your waist* I love you. JacquesIsAlive (8:19:03 PM): I want to know why. -Kisses your nose.- Every.... -Then your cheek.- last.... -Kisses your chin.- detail.... daggettsmydog (8:19:31 PM): *Brushes his lips against your ear* We'd be here all night then. JacquesIsAlive (8:20:29 PM): We have all night.... daggettsmydog (8:22:20 PM): *Chuckles* I love your eyes and how expressive they are. I love your smile. I love the way you sing when you think I can't hear you. JacquesIsAlive (8:23:18 PM): -Blushes again.- You hear me sing? daggettsmydog (8:23:38 PM): *Laughs* I love your blush, my little siren. JacquesIsAlive (8:24:40 PM): When have you heard me sing? daggettsmydog (8:25:53 PM): Mostly when you're in the shower. But sometimes when the radio is on I can hear you singing under your breath. JacquesIsAlive (8:26:46 PM): Mon dieu. daggettsmydog (8:27:13 PM): *Laughs again and gives your forehead a quick kiss* You should do it more often. You have a beautiful voice. JacquesIsAlive (8:28:51 PM): I'm no rockstar. daggettsmydog (8:30:42 PM): No. But it's very...soothing. JacquesIsAlive (8:32:14 PM): -Kisses the tip of your nose.- Go on. What else do you love about me? daggettsmydog (8:32:38 PM): *Smirks* I thought I was the narcissist? JacquesIsAlive (8:35:22 PM): I'm not a narcissist. I merely desire reassurance.
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Post by Lestat II on Feb 16, 2007 0:10:17 GMT 1
daggettsmydog (8:35:44 PM): Reassurance? How many times do I have to tell you I love you before you believe me? JacquesIsAlive (8:36:43 PM): One more, mon lion. daggettsmydog (8:38:43 PM): *Smiles* I love the way you make me laugh. I love the way you don't put up with me. I love your random displays of affection. I love you. JacquesIsAlive (8:40:51 PM): Your shirt, Lestat, it's horribly dirty now. You should remove it immediately. daggettsmydog (8:43:10 PM): *Grins and trails kisses down the side of your face* I told you that you needed help cleaning. JacquesIsAlive (8:46:17 PM): -Takes your shirt at the hem and slips it off of your body. Unbuttons the top button of your jeans and then pushes you against the wall, so you face it.- Tonight, I want to take you, Lestat. daggettsmydog (8:49:15 PM): *Grunts when he is pushed against the cold wall and gasps softly* I...if you insist. JacquesIsAlive (8:50:51 PM): I want you to want it. daggettsmydog (8:52:03 PM): I do. *Turns his head to catch your lips in his own* I do want it. Just...remember it's been a long time. JacquesIsAlive (8:53:28 PM): -Whispers:- Then, I'll be gentle, mon amour.... -Pulls down your pants, then his own, and slowly, SLOWLY, eases into you.- daggettsmydog (8:56:09 PM): *His breath catches and he whines softly, his fingernails digging slightly into the wall* JacquesIsAlive (8:57:14 PM): -Stops for a moment.- Mon lion, are you alright? daggettsmydog (8:57:23 PM): Yes. Continue. JacquesIsAlive (8:58:29 PM): -Nods and kisses your neck, gently thrusting up into you.- daggettsmydog (9:00:18 PM): *Gasps and soon adjusts to the unfamiliar sensation, growling deep in his throat.* Harder, mon lamb. JacquesIsAlive (9:01:20 PM): Vraiment? daggettsmydog (9:01:33 PM): I asked for it, didn't I? JacquesIsAlive (9:02:48 PM): -Kisses you again and begins to quicken his pace slightly, his fingernails digging into your hips.- daggettsmydog (9:02:57 PM): *Begins panting and groans* JacquesIsAlive (9:04:31 PM): Mon lion....oh, je t'aime....moan again! -Picks up the pace a little more, his head falling back.- daggettsmydog (9:06:07 PM): *Looks for something to cling to and grips the edge of sink tightly with one hand, closing his eyes and moaning loudly* Oh...Louis... JacquesIsAlive (9:07:49 PM): -Reaches in front of you and takes hold of your cock, stroking it slowly with his thrusts.- daggettsmydog (9:10:44 PM): *Growls and thrusts his hips against your hand, groaning louder and drawing his nails deep into the wall with his free hand* Merde, mon dieu, mon amour...je....t'aime.... JacquesIsAlive (9:12:37 PM): -Scrapes his nails down your back, slowly, and digs them slightly into your ass. He leans against your back, sinking his fangs into your neck directly after murmuring:- Cum, Lestat.... -He sucks at your blood swiftly, to put you into a swoon.- daggettsmydog (9:15:34 PM): Louis! *Overcome by all the different sensations at once, cries out and cums, his knees nearly buckling underneath him as he swoons* JacquesIsAlive (9:17:55 PM): -With the contractions of your muscles, he releases as well, holding you up against him, until he nearly falls over against you. He pulls away finally and turns you around, crushing his mouth over yours.- daggettsmydog (9:18:57 PM): *Still swooning, kisses you sloppily but roughly, his hands digging deep into your hair and wraps a leg around your waist to pull you closer, deepening the kiss* JacquesIsAlive (9:20:37 PM): -Holds your leg up around his waist, gently rubbing your thigh, but then the doorbell distracts him. He pulls away, jerking his head up, then looks back at you.- Wait here. daggettsmydog (9:21:14 PM): *Pulls you back and lays quick kisses on your lips* They'll go away... JacquesIsAlive (9:22:26 PM): -Kisses you, but it rings again.- Lestat, I need to get that. daggettsmydog (9:22:06 PM): *Growls softly and opens his eyes* Burn them for me then. JacquesIsAlive (9:23:26 PM): -Nods.- Oui, d'accord. -Kisses your lips softly, pulls back on his clothes, and goes downstairs.- daggettsmydog (9:26:09 PM): *Splashes cold water on his face and dries it off to wash away any traces of blood sweat. Pulls on his pants and goes downstairs* Who is it then? JacquesIsAlive (9:27:15 PM): -The door closes.- daggettsmydog (9:27:04 PM): *Goes to the door and opens it* JacquesIsAlive (9:29:19 PM): -Nothing, no one.- daggettsmydog (9:28:42 PM): *Frowns* Louis? JacquesIsAlive (9:30:27 PM): -Nothing.- daggettsmydog (9:30:53 PM): *Grabs a coat to cover his bare chest and walks up and down the sidewalk, looking for you* JacquesIsAlive (9:32:00 PM): -Finally sees you and pulls you over.- Lestat, go home. daggettsmydog (9:31:30 PM): Louis...what are you doing? JacquesIsAlive (9:32:33 PM): Go home. Please. daggettsmydog (9:32:13 PM): Louis, what the devil is going on? JacquesIsAlive (9:33:41 PM): It's nothing. daggettsmydog (9:33:01 PM): It's not nothing! Who came to our house? JacquesIsAlive (9:34:23 PM): No one. A mortal. Now go home, s'il vous plait. daggettsmydog (9:33:46 PM): And what did that mortal want? JacquesIsAlive (9:34:51 PM): I'm taking care of it. daggettsmydog (9:34:55 PM): What is that supposed to mean? You sound like someone in a cheap mafia movie. Tell me what the mortal told you. JacquesIsAlive (9:36:05 PM): The mortal didn't tell me anything. daggettsmydog (9:36:00 PM): Then what are you doing! JacquesIsAlive (9:36:59 PM): Lestat, trust me. daggettsmydog (9:36:21 PM): Louis, trust me enough to tell me what is going on. JacquesIsAlive (9:38:05 PM): I will. Not now. daggettsmydog (9:38:20 PM): *Throws up his hands* Fine. I'm going home. But you better come back tonight with an explanation. JacquesIsAlive (9:39:36 PM): I will, mon lion. I swear. daggettsmydog (9:41:43 PM): *Stares at you for a moment before turning around and walking back home. Once home, tosses off the coat and goes back up to the bathroom for his shirt. Pulls it on and as he does so finds drying blood on his neck. Washes it off and goes downstairs, pacing the living room* JacquesIsAlive (9:43:19 PM): -About 45 minutes before sunrise, Louis returns home.- daggettsmydog (9:43:19 PM): *Is finally lounging on the couch and looks up when he sees you* Well? JacquesIsAlive (9:44:39 PM): Well what? daggettsmydog (9:44:03 PM): Well? Where's my explanation? JacquesIsAlive (9:45:37 PM): -Waves you off and goes upstairs.- daggettsmydog (9:45:57 PM): Louis! *Follows you upstairs* Mon dieu, a little explanation, a few words, that's all I ask. JacquesIsAlive (9:47:05 PM): You don’t want to know. daggettsmydog (9:46:35 PM): Of course. Which is exactly why I'm asking. JacquesIsAlive (9:47:49 PM): -Whirls around, angrily.- He is my mortal lover. D'accord? daggettsmydog (9:51:10 PM): *Looks at you, stunned* D...D'accord? Non! Louis! You're telling me you just left me right now for...after we...after I...*Stops and snarls* You bastard! I can't believe you! Mortal LOVER! LOVER! Fucking hell, Louis! JacquesIsAlive (9:52:32 PM): -Cringes.- I didn't....Lestat, it isn't the thing that you think it is. daggettsmydog (9:53:05 PM): Well then you better goddamn update me on exactly what the HELL it is before I burn something! JacquesIsAlive (9:54:19 PM): Oh, mon dieu, Lestat, as though YOU have the right! daggettsmydog (9:58:05 PM): This is entirely different! One, it's a mortal. Two, yes, maybe my hand strays once in a blue moon but I'll have you know I've never had a lover while we live together. It's only when we've been separated for a while. Three, you just spent a good long amount of time with this mortal lover not moments after. I think I deserve a little more credit, don't you? JacquesIsAlive (10:01:25 PM): I haven't been....Lestat, you know me better than that. I say lover loosely. I haven't....made love to him. Non, not....oh mon dieu, you're furious. You don't know how difficult it is to talk to you when you're like this. daggettsmydog (10:02:10 PM): *Grinds his teeth* Shall I nod and smile for the sake of your comfort, my Louis? JacquesIsAlive (10:03:15 PM): Non. daggettsmydog (10:03:37 PM): Won't you just explain "mortal lover" then, because I clearly have no goddamn idea what the hell you're talking about. JacquesIsAlive (10:05:48 PM): Mortal lover. He's a lover in the regards of....the fact that he loves me. daggettsmydog (10:07:01 PM): Are his feelings reciprocated? JacquesIsAlive (10:08:16 PM): Lestat.... daggettsmydog (10:09:38 PM): Do you two clean his bathroom? Talk about Dickens? Laugh about intellectual things I could never understand? JacquesIsAlive (10:11:11 PM): We have. daggettsmydog (10:11:57 PM): *Fumes and crosses his arms* Are his feelings reciprocated? JacquesIsAlive (10:13:20 PM): Lestat, not now. It's nearly sunrise. daggettsmydog (10:14:32 PM): *Barks a bitter laugh* Oho, nevermind then, Louis, the answer is terribly obvious. I can't talk to you anymore tonight anyway. *Goes to his room and slams the door* JacquesIsAlive (10:16:12 PM): -Watches you go, and retreats to his own room.- daggettsmydog (10:18:33 PM): *The next morning you wake up and Lestat isn't there. He's gone for almost two hours and comes back slightly frayed, his now-long hair tussled a bit and he throws his coats on the back of the chair* JacquesIsAlive (10:19:49 PM): Mon dieu, what happened to you? daggettsmydog (10:20:24 PM): *Shoots you a cold glance before sitting down on the couch* Dinner fought back. JacquesIsAlive (10:21:44 PM): -Pales. Further.- What did you do? daggettsmydog (10:21:34 PM): *Smiles sweetly* I fed. That's what normal vampires do. JacquesIsAlive (10:22:58 PM): From who? daggettsmydog (10:23:56 PM): *Grins* Why are you so concerned for my meal all the sudden, Louis? JacquesIsAlive (10:25:20 PM): -Starts to snarl a little.- daggettsmydog (10:26:16 PM): *Reclines on the couch, kicking off his shoes and humming a bit* JacquesIsAlive (10:27:29 PM): Lestat! daggettsmydog (10:27:07 PM): Louis? JacquesIsAlive (10:29:21 PM): What did you do! -He's shaking.- daggettsmydog (10:30:27 PM): *Closes his eyes and sighs* What would you do if I said you don't want to know? JacquesIsAlive (10:32:16 PM): -He's still shaking with anger and fear.- Lestat, you had better tell me or I swear to god.... daggettsmydog (10:33:08 PM): *His eyes flash open and quickly sits up, glaring at you* You swear to god what? What lengths exactly would you go to get the information from me? JacquesIsAlive (10:35:19 PM): -Storms to the closet and grabs his coat, flinging it on.- Fine, then I'll find out for myself. -He's on the verge of tears. He grabs the door handle and flings the door open, with such force that it actually breaks the hinge.- daggettsmydog (10:37:13 PM): *Jumps up and grabs your arm, pulling you back* Mon fucking dieu, calm down. I killed a young mortal gambler with a knife itching for a fight. Sorry bastard picked a fight with the wrong man. I didn't touch your precious mortal. Not like I could if I wanted to, I have no damn idea who he is. There. Satisfied? JacquesIsAlive (10:38:48 PM): -Wrenches his arm away.- You could have found out as easily as you wanted to. daggettsmydog (10:40:27 PM): *Grins* You're right. I wanted to find him. I wanted to find him, crush his bones, taste his blood, make him scream. But I didn't. I killed a absurd caricature of a youth instead. JacquesIsAlive (10:42:19 PM): -Grits his teeth.- And why didn't you? daggettsmydog (10:42:49 PM): *Frowns* Does he know, Louis? Does he know what you are? JacquesIsAlive (10:44:25 PM): He knows what I am, and he knows who I am. daggettsmydog (10:44:38 PM): Do you ever think of turning him? Drinking from him at least? Taking a little taste of him? JacquesIsAlive (10:46:04 PM): I have drunk from him. A little drink. And I've let him taste a vampire's blood. -His seething.- daggettsmydog (10:46:49 PM): *Slaps you hard once. Twice.* JacquesIsAlive (10:48:31 PM): -Rubs his jaw.- Mon dieu, bastard. daggettsmydog (10:50:54 PM): *Snarls and grabs you by your collar, shoving you roughly against the wall* Bastard? *Slaps you* Go on, call me a bastard again. *Slaps you again* What else have you got? Ass? Son of a bitch? Mother fucker? Call me every name you can think of. *Slaps you once more* Come on, Louis, how much really do you hate me? JacquesIsAlive (10:52:39 PM): -He keeps his mouth shut, attempting to hold together his dignity as best he can, though he's starting to tremble from fear.- daggettsmydog (10:53:14 PM): *Snarls in disgust and lets go of you* Pathetic. The mortal fool I killed put up more of a fight. JacquesIsAlive (10:54:36 PM): This is not the battle I wish to fight. daggettsmydog (11:06:50 PM): Yes it is! This is a battle you've been itching to fight ever since you searched for a mortal to satisfy in ways I can't. So goddamn pull yourself together and fight it! *Slaps you once more* JacquesIsAlive (11:09:13 PM): -This time, he slaps you back, then wrenches himself away and starts upstairs.- daggettsmydog (11:09:07 PM): *Sharply pulls you back from the stairway* Don't you run away from me! JacquesIsAlive (11:11:04 PM): -Whips around and scratches your face, leaving deep wounds on your cheeks. Hisses:- Let me go. daggettsmydog (11:12:36 PM): *Tightens his jaw and hisses a laugh through his teeth* YOU let yourself go! Stop bottling in your anger and frustration and fight me! JacquesIsAlive (11:14:48 PM): And for what purpose? daggettsmydog (11:15:49 PM): For what purpose? For the same purpose that we used to fight all those years ago, before Claudia, clawing and snarling and grappling each other like cats. JacquesIsAlive (11:17:34 PM): -Growls and shoves you off.- Get away from me. You aren't worth it. daggettsmydog (11:18:21 PM): *Positively explodes at that last comment and tackles you to the ground, beating on your face and snarling* JacquesIsAlive (11:21:37 PM): -Finally retaliates, slashing at your face with his nails, biting you where he can, snarling, and attempting to shove you away.- daggettsmydog (11:24:01 PM): *Growls and continues attacking you, yanking your hair back, clawing at your neck and chest* JacquesIsAlive (11:27:12 PM): -Finally manages to shove you away, using his thumb to pick up some blood at the corner of his mouth. Glares at you, and rushes into the parlor. Grabs the Stradivarius, and dangles it over the fireplace.- Step away, Lestat. daggettsmydog (11:29:40 PM): *Chases you into the parlor and comes to a quick halt when he sees you. Simply stands there, panting, watching you, but not glaring really, looking more stunned than anything* You would really do it too, wouldn't you? JacquesIsAlive (11:31:19 PM): -Glares daggers at you.- Do you really want to test me? daggettsmydog (11:32:25 PM): *Look at you. The Stradivarius. Back at you again. Takes a few steps back.* JacquesIsAlive (11:34:06 PM): Further, Lestat. daggettsmydog (11:34:49 PM): *Glances up to your eyes* How far, Louis? Out of this room? Out of his house? Out of New Orleans? Shall I keep going? JacquesIsAlive (11:36:08 PM): Away from me. JacquesIsAlive (11:36:18 PM): I don't want to have to look at you. daggettsmydog (11:36:00 PM): *Stares at you for a long silent moment* Fine. *Turns around and goes upstairs and to his room* JacquesIsAlive (11:39:12 PM): -Replaces the violin, takes his first edition books, and packs them. Pauses at one, then knocks on your door. Doesn't bother waiting for an answer, but opens it. He tosses the David Copperfield First Edition on your bed.- Take it. Read it, burn it, I don't care. Je t'aime, et au revoir. daggettsmydog (11:39:41 PM): *Stares at you from his spot, sitting at the end of the bed, and doesn't even bat an eye at the book* Au revoir. JacquesIsAlive (11:41:47 PM): -Goes into your room, grabbing his things, and leaves.- daggettsmydog (11:43:07 PM): *Turns his eyes to the floor and waits for you to leave. Crawls into bed and passes out from exhaustion.* JacquesIsAlive (11:44:57 PM): -Louis doesn't return for weeks. One night, there's a knock on the door. A vampire presence you haven't felt before.- daggettsmydog (11:45:53 PM): *Puts down David Copperfield and swings his legs off the couch, getting up and opening the door, resting on the doorframe* Yes? JacquesIsAlive (11:47:21 PM): Lestat, you don't know me but.... daggettsmydog (11:47:02 PM): *Crosses his arms* But? JacquesIsAlive (11:48:41 PM): But I'm your fledgling's fledgling....and.... daggettsmydog (11:48:36 PM): *Is silent for a long moment, but keeps his face unreadable* ...And? You've acquired his talent for incomplete sentences? JacquesIsAlive (11:51:33 PM): -It's now that you see how nervous he is.- And....and he's going into the sun. This morning. I....can't find him....but I thought.... daggettsmydog (11:52:40 PM): *Grabs the vampire's neck and pulls him closer, hissing* What? You bastard! What do you mean you can't find him! *Pushes you back and runs around the outside of the house, searching desperately* JacquesIsAlive (11:55:02 PM): -He just kind of follows.- I just....I tried. I'm sorry.... daggettsmydog (11:55:11 PM): *Snarls and whips around, grabbing you by the shirt* He's not here! Where's your house!? JacquesIsAlive (11:56:56 PM): -Points down the street.- He was there but he isn't anymore. daggettsmydog (11:57:12 PM): What are you babbling about? Your house was the last house he was at before he went into the flames, yes? JacquesIsAlive (11:59:04 PM): I....I....suppose. daggettsmydog (11:59:16 PM): *Drags you to the house quickly and starts to search around it* Where have you looked so far? JacquesIsAlive (12:00:45 AM): The French Quarter. daggettsmydog (12:00:15 AM): *Stops and stares at you* The entire French Quarter? And you couldn't find him? JacquesIsAlive (12:01:56 AM): I think so? I don't know where he is. daggettsmydog (12:03:36 AM): *Snarls* Wonderful, you're just as much of a useless bastard as I expected. *Flies up and quickly to the cemetery and lands not feet away from where the Pointe du Lac family is buried* JacquesIsAlive (12:06:55 AM): -Louis isn't there, but in the crypt is a small shrine. His books, and the very few photos of you and he.- daggettsmydog (12:10:23 AM): *Looks over the books and photos carefully. Leaves them where they are and exits the crypt. Flies back to where he left the vampire and looks deflated* I...don't know where he is. JacquesIsAlive (12:12:15 AM): See? I'm not a moron. daggettsmydog (12:13:11 AM): *Turns to the vampire, considers flaming him, decides against it.* I am going back to the Rue Royale. If you have any other ideas as to where Louis would be, tell me now. JacquesIsAlive (12:15:31 AM): -Shrugs.- I don't know. He only talked about....you, and the Rue, and New Orleans, and Paris, and Claudia.... daggettsmydog (12:19:07 AM): *Is silent for a moment* Claudia...hold that thought...*Flies over to the old house where he found you with Claudia. Searches around.* JacquesIsAlive (12:21:18 AM): -He's sitting next to the bed, looking at the rocking chair. Her mother's nothing more than bones now, and he's sitting among them.- daggettsmydog (12:20:55 AM): *Walks up next to you. Sits down and says nothing* JacquesIsAlive (12:22:46 AM): -He swallows very hard, and it's clear that he's trying to hold himself together.- daggettsmydog (12:23:21 AM): *After a moment of silence leans forward and softly kisses your forehead.* JacquesIsAlive (12:25:51 AM): -His eyes squeeze shut, and he begins trembling. His lips are thin from being pressed so tightly together, and there are drops of blood that adorn his eyelashes.- daggettsmydog (12:25:28 AM): *Pulls you close against him and kisses your forehead again.* JacquesIsAlive (12:27:25 AM): -His shoulders begin shaking and his fists go to the front of your shirt, clutching it. And finally, his sobs become slightly audible.- daggettsmydog (12:27:29 AM): *Wraps his arms around you and rests his chin on the top of your head* Shhhh, Louis. JacquesIsAlive (12:29:38 AM): -He merely holds onto you, sobbing very quietly, completely curled up like a frightened child.- daggettsmydog (12:30:31 AM): *Kisses your hairline, then your cheeks, your nose, your eyes* It's alright, love. JacquesIsAlive (12:33:14 AM): -He leans his face into your kisses, before laying his body against yours.- T.....take me....home.... daggettsmydog (12:33:34 AM): *Carries you in his arms and stands, flying you to the Rue Royale. Carries you upstairs to your bedroom and lays you down on the bed.* JacquesIsAlive (12:35:35 AM): Je....j.....je t'aime.... daggettsmydog (12:35:51 AM): *Sits down beside you and strokes your hair* Je t'aime. JacquesIsAlive (12:37:34 AM): F....forgive...me.... daggettsmydog (12:37:28 AM): *Moves his hand from your hair down your face, cupping your cheek* I forgive you. JacquesIsAlive (12:39:14 AM): -Lifts his chin a little, to be kissed.- daggettsmydog (12:38:45 AM): *Dips his head down and kisses you softly* JacquesIsAlive (12:40:29 AM): How did you find me? -His voice is still extremely soft.- daggettsmydog (12:40:06 AM): Your...fledgling came to me, telling me you were going in the sun. JacquesIsAlive (12:41:36 AM): Mon dieu.... daggettsmydog (12:40:59 AM): *Nods* Mon dieu. JacquesIsAlive (12:42:46 AM): I....wanted to leave you....with a part of me. And....in my foolishness....a fledgling seemed like....a good idea. daggettsmydog (12:43:29 AM): *Gently caresses your cheek* But you didn't. Leave me. JacquesIsAlive (12:45:01 AM): I meant to. daggettsmydog (12:44:19 AM): *Looks at you for a moment* Why didn't you? JacquesIsAlive (12:45:52 AM): You found me. daggettsmydog (12:44:57 AM): You had a whole morning before then. JacquesIsAlive (12:46:44 AM): -His mouth goes dry.- I never wanted to hurt you. daggettsmydog (12:46:16 AM): *Nods. Lays down next to you. Kisses your cheek* JacquesIsAlive (12:48:10 AM): I was....seduced by mortality. Vitality. The warmth. daggettsmydog (12:47:54 AM): But it wasn't for you. JacquesIsAlive (12:49:30 AM): I don't understand.... daggettsmydog (12:48:56 AM): You almost went into the sun. Mortality wasn't enough. JacquesIsAlive (12:50:59 AM): It was the fact that I disappointed you. I hurt you. I let you down. The one thing that I never wanted to do. daggettsmydog (12:50:38 AM): *Doesn't respond* JacquesIsAlive (12:52:19 AM): -Quieter than before:- Lestat.... daggettsmydog (12:52:31 AM): *Rolls onto his side facing you and stares at you* Tell me I'm all you need and I'll believe you. Even if you don't mean it, just say the words, and I'll believe you. JacquesIsAlive (12:55:30 AM): -Moves to his side facing you as well. Reaches forward and gently caresses your cheek with the back of his fingers. Softly, and genuinely:- You are all that I need. You're all that I've ever needed. You're all that I'll need until the very end of eternity. daggettsmydog (12:56:35 AM): *Leans forward and kisses your lips again, passionately* JacquesIsAlive (12:58:23 AM): -Returns the kiss just as emphatically, instantly tangling his limbs with yours.- daggettsmydog (12:59:26 AM): *Moves on top of you and kisses your lips again and again, moving the kisses down to your neck, murmuring between them* Say it again. JacquesIsAlive (1:02:16 AM): -Arches his back, exposes his neck more openly. This time, his words seem desperate.- I need you, Lestat! I need you, and you only. Only you, my love, for eternity.... daggettsmydog (1:04:41 AM): *Kisses down your chest, unbuttoning your shirt as he goes, stops under your navel for his hands to rest at your hips and caress your waist* JacquesIsAlive (1:06:41 AM): Mon dieu, Lestat, I want to be yours again.... daggettsmydog (1:10:48 AM): And I want to take you... *Slides off your pants and his own as well before shrugging off his shirt and moving back up your body so he's lying on top of you and kisses your lips, more demanding this time* JacquesIsAlive (1:13:11 AM): -His hands run up your sides, to your back, and he pulls you as close to him as he can. His lips part, and he takes your tongue into his mouth.- daggettsmydog (1:13:28 AM): *Kisses you hungrily as he parts your legs and slowly enters you, gasping into the kiss* JacquesIsAlive (1:15:34 AM): -Gasps as well, parting his legs as far as he can to accept you in deeply.- daggettsmydog (1:17:29 AM): *Begins to thrust a bit faster, kissing you deeply and running his hands up and down your body. Moves one of his hands to your cock and strokes at the pace of his thrusts* JacquesIsAlive (1:20:25 AM): -Reaches between and takes your hand in his, removing it from his cock. He pulls it to rest at his waist, gasping:- Non....this is for you.... daggettsmydog (1:20:47 AM): *His breath patters against your lips as his hand moves down again* But I do love to hear your moan... JacquesIsAlive (1:22:41 AM): -He plucks you away again, moaning once more.- Then I will give you moans, mon lion.... daggettsmydog (1:23:50 AM): *Kisses your lips again and quickens his pace, this time the kiss is filled with blood* JacquesIsAlive (1:26:05 AM): -Coughs a little, as it was unexpected, then swallows the blood as it fills his mouth. The moans increase, his arms completely wrapped around your body.- daggettsmydog (1:27:26 AM): *Moans loudly and his fingers dig slightly into your hips before he cums inside you. Breaks the kiss for a moment to pant and runs kisses down the side of your face* Je...je t'aime, mon Beautiful One. JacquesIsAlive (1:29:52 AM): Je t'aime, mon lion! -Presses his face into your kisses, his chest heaving with deep pants.-
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