Secluded Corner of the Beach, Saturday After Dark

[tyler_gone]

Louis had passed the day in the chambers where he had awakened and now, after dark, he was free to roam through the town.

Most vampires would have hunted, but Louis was not most vampires. He had no taste for the townspeople in their bright, cheap clothes. He was drawn, instead, by the rhythm of the ocean, its endless dance. He could sup on seagulls, perhaps.

He took a seat on the rocks to look at the water, wishing just once to see it blue again instead of ink-black.

[OOC: For one, possibly two? But open if you're on the beach.]

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[tyler_gone]

"Did any of the establishments you saw as you passed through town strike your particular fancies, on a first glance?" Louis inquired, with a raised eyebrow.

Meaning, if Lestat was going to do what Lestat was going to do -- and he was -- Louis should follow to make sure he stopped at two whores.

[shiroi_tiger]

Yes, yes, of course two. And then one for Claudia once they found her, and another one for the purpose of offering to Louis before humiliating her and making her beg for her life before drinking from her himself.

Lestat had propriety to think of, really.

"A few showed promise," he noted. "Potential, really. I'll have to investigate them more thoroughly, of course."

[tyler_gone]

And then, perhaps, a handsome youth to cap off the evening. Lestat's sense of propriety was entirely too predictable.

Louis sighed. "I'll come with you," he promised as if that were in any way a choice, then went on to a greater concern. "I've seen no sign of Claudia. Was she with you?"

[shiroi_tiger]

"No, no, but she isn't far at all." Lestat's lips turned upward in a faint smirk, almost a sneer, really. "She's on the beach, not far from here. We should find our little daughter, I suppose. She's likely to be hungry by now."

A beat. There was something else he'd have to fill that sentence in with, of course. All the better for for appearances when it came to playing the role of daddy-dearest that he was so fond of. Oh, yes.

"Poor thing."