whisperslow: (I'm a dick. I know.)
Oh so now that the Admiral has taken away our supply of blood, we are but animals? We do not need your redemption for we are the superior beings and we have no need for mortal desires.

And we will prove ourselves when we feast on your blood while you scramble about like frightened things, for you only make it easier with your dissension. While I have no need for blood every day, as I am truly even more powerful than my fellow creatures of the night, there are those of us who do and you would do wise to satiate them before they become too hungry. For it is that hunger that leads us to the hunt.

[Private to Louis and Claudia]

Hungry? Not even a drop for you today?

[Private to his previous victims, same list as before]

I had no need for their bottled blood anyway, I prefer living blood. And if I am not fed, I will hunt.
whisperslow: (Lemme tell you how stupid you are.)
And I was said to prattle. I've not seen anything but in the past few hours. Did you all suddenly find something to suddenly talk about? Not that your threats are anything but the usual. And, seeing as we are all talking about mostly nothing, here, I have poetry for you. Per request, of course. Not quite as fluid as yours Louis, but then again I don't have a brat by my side either.

[He's singing "Out There" from Hunchback of Notre Dame. C:]

Safe behind these windows and these parapets of stone )

And Lestat, I don't think I've told you today yet, but I love you. So deeply and fiercely like an untamed stallion and I long only to be by your beautiful side.

(ooc: Mirror!Armand is even more trouncy and campy than usual and saved Lestat, dying in the sun instead of him. D'aw. Also, he's most likely made the offer to sing anything for anyone as well as allowed other vampires to feed from him.)


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