Go team fire escapes. Lestat can fly around by himself if he wants.
The architecture of the building looks even more interesting from this angle, wandering around in between the domes and points of decor. Evidence of employee hangouts sit here and there, a few folding chairs, an ash tray. Normalcy amongst something so fancy is always charming. The lit-up cityscape backdrop is as dazzling as it ever is— now and then, he marvels about being here, making it from a glorified farming town on the opposite coast.
A huff of a laugh for Louis. He bumps him back, and looks up.
"Not a one," he says, smiling. No fucking clue. "Orion, I guess. And it's crazy to get to see anything, you know? Did you ever a really visit a city before, notice you couldn't see the stars because of all the light pollution?"
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The architecture of the building looks even more interesting from this angle, wandering around in between the domes and points of decor. Evidence of employee hangouts sit here and there, a few folding chairs, an ash tray. Normalcy amongst something so fancy is always charming. The lit-up cityscape backdrop is as dazzling as it ever is— now and then, he marvels about being here, making it from a glorified farming town on the opposite coast.
A huff of a laugh for Louis. He bumps him back, and looks up.
"Not a one," he says, smiling. No fucking clue. "Orion, I guess. And it's crazy to get to see anything, you know? Did you ever a really visit a city before, notice you couldn't see the stars because of all the light pollution?"