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12:37
Saturday Nov 7

ATT

Claudia
I'm not FAILING

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Forsaken - The Vampire Lestat

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You have reach Lestat de Valois, I am either asleep or busy with something much too important to be torn away from. Leave the necessary information and I might return your call.

Who: Lestat and Louis
Where: Lestat's house.
When: About a month after Claudia's forced turning.
What: Lestat comes home, to Louis and his life.

Maggie's death had not been easy on Lestat, but neither had Claudia's forced turning. It took every OUNCE of will in his being not to hunt both down and burn them alive. Claudia didn't need the kiss a second time. This was all about Armand needing to out do him. Lestat couldn't handle it at all. He had dramatically left with Voodoo left behind with Louis. A sign of his distress was leaving his beloved dog. He loved Voodoo, as he had loved Mojo before.

It was months later when Lestat found his way back to Louis, He was dressed in smart looking jeans and a sharp black shirt as he made his way inside the house. He could sense Louis when he had pulled into the driveway but he hadn't done anything to make himself known, he simply made his way inside. Voodoo running run Louis' side in the house where he had been chilling with Tibby, tackling his master and starting to lick all over his face. "Voodoo!" Lestat called out as he caugh the dog and sank to his knees petting him lovingly. "Yes yes, Daddy's home. I know I know, I missed you to!" he spoke, finally an ounce of happiness in his voice, he really loved his pets, and his Louis. Speaking of!

"Louis!" He called out.

It was just after dusk, the upstairs windows were not yet open but the cool breeze of fall had chilled from the windows downstairs being opened. Voodoo had kicked open the door awhile ago and was snoozing at the end of the bed. Lestat had been awake since the dog barreled his way into the room. He was laying with a hand up in the air looking at his hand. He didn't realize that Louis was awake as he sang low to himself.

"the river is loaded, I've been there today. Took it some questions, she does me again. I'd die in your arms if you were dead too, here comes a lie: we will always be true."

On the quiet fall evening the only sound in the room was Voodoo and Tibby's breathing and Lestat's voice cutting through the air. Not with the angry scream of his old music but the soft deep soul of a troubled person looking for peace. Peace in the arms of the one he loved more than the long life he had lived.

"Going up when coming down, scratch away, way, way, way, way. It's the little things that kill, tearin' at my brains again. Oh, the little things that kill, the little things that kill."

He still sang aloud as he shifted his head looking at Louis finally. A soft look crossing his features.

When Lestat went out, he went big. Christmas was close and Lestat had plans for the ladies in his life even if they didn't know of these plans. He and Louis bought a few tickets to Broadway plays and now it was time for part one of the greatest Christmas. Lestat had called in advance to a beautiful boutique that catered to both modern and fancy styles and they were alone with the shop keepers and assistance running around to offer the woman and Louis the best choices of clothes. Lestat was lounging in a chair smirking like the cat who got the cream. Money was no object, so he wanted to spoil them as much as he could for the surprise trip.

He had taken Louis out earlier to feed so they both looked healthy and warmish. It was going to be a good night, he accepted no less.

Current Music: Korn- Forsaken

When: Shortly after New Years

Lestat was laid on the couch, Voodoo chewing on a bone near him, that back door as always unlocked as he belted along with the sound system to a song sad enough no one would have expected Lestat to like it. But he was having one of those days where he was mourning Nicolas and that mortal actor who died in Paris again.

Georia finally had it's cold snap, it was freezing but not real snow, Georgia rarely gets real snow. At 20 degrees the air rolling off the ocean made the state feel like it was closer to 1 degree but it wasn't. So, the vampire friendly furnace was going as Lestat belted out the song in his toasty living room.

It was terrible, he was fighting with David and he promised no contact to keep his children safe but part of him really considered stealing Claudia's cell to make a call that everyone would smack him for. Maybe it was the same music, or the deep chill in the air outside but Lestat was drifting back and forth in memories as the sad music made the nicknacks on his bookcase shake with value. Voodoo was not concerned, his master was fucking strange when he's upset.

Current Music: Adele - Rolling in the Deep

Lestat had spent part of the night before out, no word to either of his lovers where he had gone. Of course usually when he did this he was misleading other vampires from his location or visiting his agents to check on his fortune. But not the night before, he had been to a pet store, and unsatisfied he tried the pound, finding out he could not addopt a cat in October he found himself annoyed and looking through the paper. An add for kittens for sale had caught his eye. That would do. Louis needed his own pet, something to bring him joy like Voodoo did for him, and Mojo before, he could tell Louis wasn't exactly keen on Voodoo as much as he was.

So when he returned home empty handed the night had gone on like planned. This was a very secret plan he had. When the sunset he had the kitten brought to him by one of those mentioned agents, one he pays extra well to handle other little things. The kitten changed hands on the stairwell, and the agent saw herself out. She never questioned her strange client, she lived very well off his generosity. Lestat, still only in Pajama pants pulled the red ribbon from his hair and sat on the step letting Voodoo sniff at the kitten as he tied the bow around its little neck to look extra fancy.

"Shh, little one, I know your scared, but you are safe here." He spoke stroking the little raised fur as he made his way back into the bedroom where Louis slept, he knew it was about time for Louis to wake. "Louis, Louis, oh baby, wake up." He spoke in a singsong tone of an old song. carefully putting the kitten on Louis' chest.

Current Music: INXS - Never Tear Us Apart

The club was easily gotten in to, the plan had been gone over time and time again on the drive. Lestat would scan the crowd, fine the most wicked of the crowd, then sister death would go out and work her magic. To get the brute to a bathroom or the alleyway, where Lestat would be waiting for her to deliver them to the hands of gentlemen death. It was perfect, beautiful and the idea made his blood run. They would be a duo once more. It was breath taking for him.

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A few days later Lestat was walking in with Claudia his face colored from the blood, tossing the ferarri's keys on the table as he moved and threw himself on the couch. Not thinking how Louis may be home. The fact he could hear him.

"You were spectacular ma cheri! He never saw it coming!" He loved the rush. The man had tried to grab Claudia as Lestat had come from behind almost to late but his teeth sank in and he drank until the body crumbled to the ground, then of all things he danced with her in the alleyway around the body. "You will be just as vicious when you are finally one of us again!" He was much to happy, the laughter finally came, bubbling like he had not a care in the world.