whisperslow: (!Chick - Expraining.)
[A very feminine, but lower alto (and quite irritated) voice first comes on:] Oh this is---

[Before it cuts off and Armand presses a different button so she's staring down at the device. Viewers can only really see her face and the top of her blouse for now. Behind her is a series of easels in the art studio her counterpart teaches at.]

Where is that idiot Gabriel.

[Because the last time Armand was a laaady, Gabriel made him so after Armand showed off just a little too much.]

[Private to Rex/Louis (and anyone who's seen him as a woman in the past)]

[Armand leans away from the camera a little, revealing her not-Armandly attire. She's very clearly pouting and not pleased one bit.]

I do not suppose either of you have escaped this dreadful fate.

(ooc: Spam is also available for anyone who would be in art class or know her. <3)
whisperslow: (Lemme tell you how stupid you are.)
What an eventful week this has been. The joys of being immortal know no bounds.

[Private to Rex]

It is completely gone. My strength. I believe I am human. [Pause.] What are things mortals usually do?
whisperslow: (You're a silly bitch.)
Another example of truly mortal gestures. Falling victim to the Barge as usual.

[Private to Rex]

My warden is asleep.

[Private to Jason Bourne]

Claire is in the Infirmary, former warden.

[Private to Harper]

[A LONG PAUSE.] I am in need of a temporary warden.

019 [Voice]

Dec. 5th, 2010 12:23 pm
whisperslow: (Well shit son.)
(ooc: Please note, that Armand is making ALL responses visible to Rex. Permission has been given by Ros to do this. He's doing something of his own experiment here. Not private to vamps because he knows people are showing up left and right. ALSO, I know I've been really slow with him even when off hiatus, so I'm bringing him back early so I can keep up.)

How long has it been since we have hunted, my fellow vampires? Truly hunted?

What do you enjoy most about the kill?

[Private to Rex]

You will be able to read all of this, and learn more of our kind.

[Private to Nicki, still viewable to Rex]

You are not to speak with Rex.
whisperslow: (Hey coven where're you going?)
[Armand doesn't like being blackmailed, but what he doesn't like more is having what he believes to be his property messed with. The whole matter with the Joker earlier that night left a bad taste in his mouth. More than a bad taste. And that's what surprised him the most of the whole matter. He certainly didn't care that two people had been killed but on the same token, he had no desire to go taunt them after their deaths like he usually would. There was no pride to be taken in their deaths.

Instead, he was busy putting his senses to as full as he could manage them, stalking through the hallways looking for Rex. The Joker had said that he was out of sight, out of mind, somewhere. The ventilator was clutched tight in his hands as he went, fervently trying to pick up the scientist's scent.

And then, there it was. The heartbeat, the smell, it was his child. The vampire cared little that the doors were unlocked and that there was a strange sort of room inside the room. He threw open the door, an actual expression of concern on his face as he did so.]


[But before saying anything else, he held out the ventilator.]

017 [Voice]

Nov. 8th, 2010 09:51 am
whisperslow: (Lemme tell you how stupid you are.)
[The creep rears his head again! He sounds pretty calm, considering the past week or so.]

The apples all ripen at the same time. Then fall to the ground, dead.


[Private to Rex]

The library. Or your room. Now.

(ooc: Also, he's likely been stalking around the Barge looking for some natural prey. So if at some point someone's wiling to have their character get drained (but not quite killed), just lemme know. <3)

016 [Text]

Oct. 21st, 2010 11:38 am
whisperslow: (Well shit son.)
[Guess who's just been lurking around the Barge, being a creep? Yeap, this guy right here. His handwriting is quite neat and well-arranged without unnecessary ornamentation.]

The Barge has been so full of strife for you mortals recently. Unnecessary strife, but none see it as it is. The advantage of an immortal over all of you. You shall all suffer and die time and time again.

[Private to Rex]

I have not seen you as of late. I demand a meeting.

[Private to Claire]

You seem to have been chosen as my warden. I have no intentions of doing anything for you, mortal.

(ooc: I will do my best to reply to all his tags. I know his activity's been really shoddy recently and I'm going to work on improving it.)
whisperslow: (Lemme tell you how stupid you are.)
[Armand begins slowly:]

Please find your place )

[And he gives a dark chuckle following it.]


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