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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.]
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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Date: 2009-02-07 11:18 pm (UTC)"But of course, my dear," he promised, letting her previous comment slide effortlessly to the back of his mind. He'd be certain to remember it later, when it best suited him. "Only the finest for our daughter, isn't that right, Louis?"
He fixed the other man with a dangerous smile before once again turning his attention to Claudia.
"And what are you in the mind for tonight? It appears we have some variety to choose from. A snack in the park, perhaps? Or a walk through the street?"
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Date: 2009-02-07 11:45 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2009-02-08 12:22 am (UTC)And he was turning on his heel now, a single swift motion that might as well have been a dance for all his grace, nodding in the direction of town. "A feast, then! Dinner and song, perhaps. All the finest that this island has to offer, we'll take it and make it our own."
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