The Kill

[the_wolfkiller]

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.

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[longedfordeath]

After he returned from feeding Louis had lit a few candles that were still burning in the foyer, and earlier read a book by the light of them. It had been a quick endeavor and he waited up for his lovers to return, expecting nothing untoward until he heard Lestat's effusive babbling as they returned.

Voodoo bounded forward to greet the two as Louis stayed in the shadows, as silent and invisible as possible, before collecting himself and stepping out. "Just as vicious? Finally one of us again?" he echoed. "Lestat, what do you mean?"

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[nomoredolls]

The man had been drinking heavily, so Lestat was less than sober. She had actually driven them back, and Lestat had only taken the keys back after they were safely parked again. Ironic, seeing as she'd willingly, even eagerly put her personal safety on the line to entrap Lestat's dinner.

She tries to shush Lestat too, but hearing Louis, she just sighs. Here it comes. They were both in trouble now.

[the_wolfkiller]

"Vooodoo!" Lestat called out, rolling off the couch into the floor as he laughed, petting the dog, rubbing both his hands on the dogs fur. It was happy puppy time until he heard Louis. The drunk blood had a firm hold of him and it made everything better, even if he hated the dizziness, he was in a fine mood, fine enough that he had enjoyed the ride home with Claudia driving. Even trying to stand in the seat once and immitate Jack from Titanic... He had to be more careful about those drunks.

Lestat looked up from the floor. His smile was wide, his mouth always a little big for his face but it made the good mood just that much more projected... someone move the new coffee table.

"She's beautiful and brilliant, Sister death helped me hunt tonight." He spoke, as he propped his head on his palm, looking relaxed, happy and without any shame. Voodoo may love the pettings but even he;s smart enough to get up and run for the back door.

[longedfordeath]

Louis stood mutely, watching Lestat in his fit of happiness and looking at Claudia with a disenchanted disappointment in his eyes. Yes, Lestat was vicious, and Claudia always had been as well. It had been part of her vampire nature, not her human.

Or so he thought.

"Who did you kill?" he asked, looking at Claudia.

[nomoredolls]

She doesn't like Louis looking at her like that. Not at all. She crosses her arms, her expression closing down. She shouldn't feel ashamed. She resents that one glance from Louis can make her feel like she's failed him.

"No one. I didn't touch anyone."

[longedfordeath]

Wasn't this an occasion for shame? Aiding in a murder? Lestat might need to kill as certainly as he does, but for Claudia there's no reason.

"What did you do?"

[nomoredolls]

No, in her mind it isn't an occasion for shame. And neither one to celebrate. People don't feel proud when they order take out, nor shame. And Louis' reaction, while slightly expected, seems disproportionate. And this situation, where he has taken on the role of disapproving father bothers her, to the point where the initial wash of meekness is turning to defiance and stubbornness.

"Exactly what we've already said. I helped, but I didn't kill anybody. That's clear enough, I would think."

NO ONE SAW THAT

[longedfordeath]

"Why?" It was the most poignant question he could ask. Why bring Claudia into hunting and why would she want to hunt?

"Not that attitude, not tonight. Please."

Oh i SOOO saw it.

[the_wolfkiller]

Lestat rose with that inhuman grace, he couldn't walk a few feet without stubbling but damn if he couldn't look happy from annoyed in 2.5 seconds.

"Stop this, Louis. You will not act like this. I killed the bastard, I choose him, I did the deed." He swayed a bit before crossing his arms aiming to look intimidating. "I only used her as bait." Taking the blame on himself. It's better in his mind than ever letting Louis know she had wanted to come.

Lestat's eyes showed he was ready to fight if need be. This is who he had been as a mortal, looking for a drink and a good brawl, Nicolas may have gotten him away from that life, but he was still always ready for the fight if needed. Beginings always in mind, never ends.

[longedfordeath]

Overdramatic empty words. Lestat could never tell Louis how to act or feel and nothing had changed on that front. He stared steadily back at Lestat, sober and steadier, more sensible and perhaps stronger in the moment, but didn't rise to a fight.

"I asked why; you didn't answer me. Claudia, is what he says true?"

My inbox still holds the proof

[nomoredolls]

While Lestat trying to take the blame is admirable, in the extreme, she doesn't want it. She steps up, making sure she has equal focus.

"No, Lestat, you don't have to shield me. I asked to be taken out. I wanted to know how I would feel."

[the_wolfkiller]

"Because it was fun." Why does Lestat do anything? He was pacing in that odd grace he had been lacking when he hit the couch earlier. His arms over his chest watching Louis with his eyes trying to stay focused on him. Lestat was drunk, but Lestat was ready. One wrong word and he would snap on his lover.

"The fact remains, I choose him, I killed him. You did nothing wrong."

[longedfordeath]

"Fun," he echoed disdainfully. Fun was not a good enough reason to endanger Claudia. It was not a reason to ever drag a mortal girl into a murder. And it definitely was not reason enough to get into a fight about morality when Lestat was drunk and Claudia was on the defensive.

He didn't want to be around with them in those states at all, frankly.

"Are you staying?" he asked Claudia. If she was it meant he could give Thibault to her and go out for a walk.

[nomoredolls]

She was indeed on the defensive. Louis was being unreasonable. Lestat was talking over her. And no one was actually listening to anything she had to say.

She lifts her chin, clearly angry, and directing it at Louis. "If I'm welcome."

[longedfordeath]

"You're always welcome." That much was still true, even if he was angry. Even if he didn't want to talk to either of them right now. He rose to snuff the candles, moving so calmly it seemed almost mechanical. "Get him to bed, will you?"

[the_wolfkiller]

Lestat talks over everyone, he sees nothing wrong with any of it!

"It's my house!" Oh snap the temper. "And I say you are always welcome. I can get myself to bed." Huff huff.

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[nomoredolls]

And Claudia was still good at this. She flirts, seduces, draws the man along, playing the perfect bait. He never sees out coming, and that's exciting. She feels incredibly powerful, knowing that she was going to be the one to stop him forever.

She guides him outside this first time. She wants to make sure no one sees what happens, or associates her face with his. Tagging his hand, she giggles, leads him around the corner of the building.

"Hot in there," she smiles, backs up against the alley wall.

[the_wolfkiller]

The man was a rapist who took greater pleasure in teens for his victims, the things that Lestat had seen in his mind had made even the Brat Prince shutter. Lestat was waiting on the roof, waiting the door, he was inside the mans mind, knowing which way they were heading since he couldn't read her. Tonight he had on a long coat for dramatic flair, and ray bans over his eyes. When she backed against the wall, it was then that the man pulled a knife.

"Hotter out here." He spoke as he held the knife towards he. "Scream and I'll kill you." It was a simple threat but he was a big guy. A big guy who didn't even hear the woosh of the wind as the vampire dropped behind him, pushing his shades into his hair. He lifted a finger to his lips, to signal Claudia to stay silent. Play the bait. Lestat was right there, this man would be dead before that knife got near her throat.

[nomoredolls]

She didn't know anything any this man, only that he was evil, and that he'd hurt her if he has the chance. It's why he was chosen. So when he pulled the knife, she isn't surprised. She'd expected a threat, some kind of power play. The fact he'd done so only cemented that they'd chosen well.

She could try to fake fear, but it would come off hollow. So instead, she let herself simply be cautious. After all, she doesn't want to get cut. That's true. So she puts her hands up, that universal sign of 'don't hurt me', and leans away from the blade, pressing into the wall.

"You don't need that. I won't scream." Is an effort to not look at Lestat over the man's shoulder. She doesn't want to give the game away.

[the_wolfkiller]

"Oh you'll scream, girly." The man spoke, a sadistic joy hitting his tone before his eyes went wide, he is head yanked back with enough force to nearly snap his neck, the hair pulled so that a lot of stains stand in Lestat's hand as his teeth sank down deep into the mans neck. Lestat did not want the kiss to be enjoyable for this one, his nails digging into the flesh as he was pulling the body back into the shadows, his sunglasses knocked off hitting the ground before Claudia a single blue lense cracking as a spray of blood hit the wall, it's clear Lestat's not happy about that waste but it's what he got for trying to catch his shades.

This guy was as good as dead though as Lestat drained him.

[nomoredolls]

She side steps as soon as the man's head is yanked back. Good thing too, since Lestat was being messy with his food.

"That's contradictory. Either you want me to scream or you don't." She scolds even as the man dies. She even goes so far as to brush off her clothes where he'd touched her. "I'd tell you to fix it for next time, but well. There is no next time."

[the_wolfkiller]

The body was dropped as Lestat lifted the man's wallet. Shaking his head some he just tossed it in back on the body. "Not a penny to his name." He spoke as he walked out of the shadow. He looked down at the drops of blood on his shirt, his hand soaked but he looked revitalized. "I'll need you to run into one of these stores and get me another shirt. We cant walk about with me like this." He added but smiling, why? She was amazing.

[nomoredolls]

"It's you're own fault. What happened to your table manners?" She steps over the body, as if it weren't just a person. She's handling this well, that's good. Or worrisome. Whichever.

"Are you planning on doing something with this? You know with forensics and all these days."

[the_wolfkiller]

"This was not planned, you know better than that. I hate to waste it." He looked down at the blood. "I knicked the artiery in the struggle before I could really get my teeth in." He looked to the wall and repeated. "Such a waste."


"I already have a plan, just do me the favor of getting me a suitable shirt." He held his card over to her with his clean hand. He planned to slit the mans throat with a knife that was inside his coat wipe the finger prints and toss it in the dumpster to make it look sloppy, his dna was no where on file he had no intention of ever letting anyone get it either.

[nomoredolls]

She takes the card and walks around him. Then, almost like an after thought, she pauses and kisses his cheek, in a clean place, before hurrying off to go shopping for him.

It takes her a few minutes. Likely longer than he'll expect. When she does come back she has more than one bag and a new hat on her head.

[the_wolfkiller]

When she returns to the alleyway, LEstat's jacket is draped over the banister she had had to come down to lead the man out, his shirt off and he looked clean, the shirt was stained to hell and back and the body in the shadows looked mutilated, he had reasons for the extra violence mostly to throw off anyone who looked, the knife was gone.

"Nice hat, Ducky, it looks stunning with your hair." He spoke, not minding that she bought more just that she took longer. He held a hand out for the shirt, or card whatever she hands over first. "what all did you get?"

[nomoredolls]

She holds the bags out first. The card is in her pocket.

"Three shirts for you. Two for me, and a new hat. I didn't want anyone linking my buying a man's shirt with this... mess." She does like to watch a lot of crime shows.

[the_wolfkiller]

Taking the bags he looked through taking out a darker shirt and pulling it on. "You got my size right." He smiled a bit crumbling the bloody shirt to shove into the bag, that would be burned in the fireplace tonight. He pulled his jacket on then and smirked.

"Smart, your always so smart."

[nomoredolls]

"Of course, I got it right. I spend enough time watching you dress and undress. I pay attention."

She looks down at the mess on the ground. She just looks, thinking.

"A normal person would be bothered by this. I had fun. Do you think that's a bad sign?"

[the_wolfkiller]

"I spend a lot more time undressed now than I did last time." Because it would have been bad to walk around her shirtless back then. The most anyone got was his shirt undone without a waist coat. And Louis got that more than her. "Its good to know I am pleasing to your eyes."

Lestat looks back before shifting the bag to another hand and wrapping an arm around her shoulders. "No, not at all. You already have the killers instinct. Just don't kill anyone without me until you are turned." He smiled. "hold on, we need to get far away."

[nomoredolls]

"Everyone finds you pleasing. Even blind people." As to the rest, she just thinks on it more, moving into Lestat's embrace. She puts her arms around him, holding tight. She's still not used to this whole flying thing.

[the_wolfkiller]

"That, is not necessarily true." Daddy didn't find him pleasing, at least not there until the end when he came back a dead man to care for him. Lestat was still a little bitter about the old man, parts of him hated he could not bring himself to kill him himself, and the rest felt weighed down that he had been so bitter. "I know many who don't find me pleasing, or at least claim so." He waved a hand.

The other around her, lifting them into the sky. It was a fast flight taking them across town, closer to home. They were lucky tonight, Lestat hadn't driven them, so there was no car to worry about, This was part of why he loved his cloud ablity.

[nomoredolls]

Their conversation is paused while they fly. She's not afraid he'll drop her. She's more afraid she'll get dizzy and throw up, or something equally uncool. It's only when she's safely back on the ground that she continues.

"They claim not to like you because you're irritating. You're still irresistable, but no one said we had to like it all the time."

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[longedfordeath]

The next day Louis had slept in one of the guest rooms, too angry to be beside Lestat. It was not a restful slumber, and he awoke in early evening just as frustrated as he'd been the night before. He could hear Lestat moving in the house, likely preening and getting ready to go out.

It was just like old times, he thought grimly as he dressed in dull grays. Lestat gaily killing, drinking mortals to death with glee, sharing it with Claudia, while he stayed apart, mired in the morality. But the old times weren't what any of them had wanted, and he didn't intend to stand aside this time.

When he approached Lestat he didn't greet him, only crossed his arms and informed him "I'm going with you tonight."

[the_wolfkiller]

Lestat knew the good times were over. He ruined that by giving in. NO matter how fun it had been, he knew Louis shouldn't have been kept in the dark, nor should it have ever happened. Still, he was not the type to sulk, he had no time to be down.

So, he dolled himself, made sure he looked and smelled immaculate. Finally as he made his way from the room, figuring he would not see Louis after the night before or be spoken to for days he was shocked when Louis stepped out. The shock showed on his face for a moment or so.

"...Why?" What else could he ask?

[longedfordeath]

The good times were indeed over. Louis' lack of pleasure in killing were but one of the reasons this hunt would be nowhere near as fun for Lestat as the last.

"If you're going to share the hunt, share it with me," he answered. "After all, we have the same need to kill." And Claudia didn't. Lestat didn't have to encourage her, not while alive.

[the_wolfkiller]

It was a good thing they couldn't read one anothers minds. He would get to hear Lestat call him some colorful names. He shook his head some and headed towards the door.

"Fine, come along." He wouldn't close the door on Louis, he loved him to much. "Maybe a real meal will improve you mood."

[longedfordeath]

And those would be returned with some very scathing criticisms. Louis slipped on his coat and followed, not warming to Lestat yet.

"A real meal," he repeated. "What are you hungry for? Did you have someone in mind or are you content with finding a victim by chance?" Either way Louis would go along, and either way Lestat would probably chastise him for being humorless about the deaths.

[the_wolfkiller]

"By chance, I rarely play with my food anymore." ...okay he still plays with his food but not since finding Claudia, he didnt have time with her. He moved silently towards the woods, he hated being quiet but he could feel the mood coming off Louis and he didn't like it, so to be a dick, he's gonna fly.

[longedfordeath]

"You certainly seemed to have amused yourself lately." Of course as Louis delivered that jab he realized where Lestat was going and what he had planned. He could soften up and take Lestat's hand, or he could risk it on his own. "Where are you heading?"

[the_wolfkiller]

"I spend my time you you and Claudia. I barely have time to do much else. You are exaggerating Louis." He chastised. "To town, the quickest way I know. It's a weekend traffic is bad."

[longedfordeath]

"I am not. If you could've seen yourself last night, Lestat, you wouldn't doubt me." And how prone is Louis to exaggeration? Well, they could argue back and forth about that one for hours.

"A fair point." And really, the faster they got this over with the better; it'd no doubt turn into old-fashioned ribbing about his disinterest in the kill. Still, he didn't want to fly, had rarely done it without his arms around Lestat and found it jarring.

[the_wolfkiller]

"Like you have not seen me imbibe drunken blood before." He looked back skeptical. They both were prone to it, and Lestat will alwats point out he did not sob over a baby sir.

Lestat lifted himself once in the woods floating up slowly to look back to Louis. "Hate me if you wish Louis, but I will no be sorry. She was safe and saw the horror of our world with one of us, not alone. She will have dangers come for her one day as long as we around she must know." And up he goes to cross the sky, a little slower since he expects Louis to follow.

[longedfordeath]

"I'm not talking about the drunken blood." That in and of itself was fine. Louis was generally entertained (or at least amused) by Lestat in a state of inebriation; the problem was how he'd gotten there. "You were playing games as the two of you once did. Playing with your food. And you adored it, plainly."

Not that it didn't make sense. Of course Lestat had wanted to share things with her (although Louis believed the reasons to be less altruistic than Lestat described). He was going to say as much when Lestat rose, and called after him before following. "What dangers will come for her? Who?"

[the_wolfkiller]

"He was an evil doer, why does it matter Louis? She is unharmed, I would never have let a hair on her precious head be harmed drunken blood or not. Why don't you trust me with this? Why do you care if I enjoyed it?"

Lestat gave him a look. "Who always rains on my parade? Armand WILL come in time. He always does. These days we all spend to much time together for him not to realize we are together."

[longedfordeath]

"That's what we've always called mortals who kill, isn't it. Evil." It might be forgivable, for a vampire; there's necessity in their kills. A human who kills is just a murderer. Claudia is closer to evil for this than she was in her old life.

"And how will her killing with you protect her from Armand?"