Tyler Durden (
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13 Griffin Way, Sunday Night
The taste of the priest's blood still sang in Louis' mouth as he ran back to the home whose keys had been among the belongings in the apartment where he woke up with that same priest the morning before.
He was the most vile of all sinners, and he knew it, damned even among those doomed to walk as vampires. The fact he knew Lestat would take pride in what he'd done made it sting even more.
He wondered, dimly, where Lestat and Claudia had gotten to; he hadn't seen them since the tavern the night before. With that thought on his mind, he started exploring the house, searching for signs of any residents living, dead, or otherwise.
[OOC: For the other vampeers and the housemates.]
He was the most vile of all sinners, and he knew it, damned even among those doomed to walk as vampires. The fact he knew Lestat would take pride in what he'd done made it sting even more.
He wondered, dimly, where Lestat and Claudia had gotten to; he hadn't seen them since the tavern the night before. With that thought on his mind, he started exploring the house, searching for signs of any residents living, dead, or otherwise.
[OOC: For the other vampeers and the housemates.]
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She carried the axe along the hallway, as she investigated the nooks and crannies of the rooms in turn. Surely there must be a sign, somewhere, to explain to her the events of the last day.
This was clearly her room: she would kneel, here, and investigate the items in her own luggage. Clothing, and a great deal of books. Miss Caroline Bingley would have a great deal to say about that.
She did not hear the approaching footfalls. Zombies tread quite heavily, and her ears were not listening for anything so light.
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"Louis!" She was full and content with that, but she was not happy about the other. She wanted a mother!
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