"What do you think, Louis?" Lestat spat, holding his arms open to reveal a bloody tear in his clothing where a crossbow bolt had struck him, and a long splash of liquid through his shirt that could really only be holy water, wouldn't it? "I decided to go dancing and I ran into a nasty water fountain?"
And then, all smiles again, his arms were at his sides, and he was raising an eyebrow at the lovely lady across the room.
"Oh, come now. We aren't so bad as all that. A little rough around the edges, perhaps," and at that, he smiled toward His Louis, "but certainly not beasts."
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Date: 2009-02-09 02:19 am (UTC)And then, all smiles again, his arms were at his sides, and he was raising an eyebrow at the lovely lady across the room.
"Oh, come now. We aren't so bad as all that. A little rough around the edges, perhaps," and at that, he smiled toward His Louis, "but certainly not beasts."
A pause.
"Well, unless we really, really want to be."