damnedest: (lestat-00059)
lestat de lioncourt. ([personal profile] damnedest) wrote 2024-08-30 03:07 am (UTC)

"No one asked, mon ami."

To Daniel on the tail of I'm fine. But this quip is probably going missed by his audience of mind-blendered two. Brilliance once again overlooked. Lestat's life is hard.

He finds himself quite stressed in this moment. On the plus side, it sublimates the pettier aspects of his anger.

Louis' silence has this affect on the best of days. But, here, Lestat allows him to do as he wishes or feels compelled towards while he gets an arm around Molloy, a hand hooked into Louis' shirt if Louis fails to attach himself in this effort, and sees them all into the apartment, low lighting glowing in the corners, and Daniel onto the sofa. Pats his head. There.

'You,' is a thought he delivers to—what was her name. Louis' familiar. Rachida. 'There is a body in the hallway outside. Have it taken care of.'

Good? Yes.

"Louis," comes next, still with a palm placed on Daniel's skull, as if that gentle contact is there to stem the bleeding from the wild tangle he can sense within it. Is not capable of sensing the same in Louis', so Lestat's hand will go out for his chin, to steer him. "Look at me."

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