*sheets rustling*

Angel, I can hear those thoughts of yours.

*a long pause where Lestat kisses him*

You and I are leaving. Together. If it is your time to leave this City then I'm going with you.

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*a laugh that is definitely NOT Lestat's*

Reno, I think you're missing something. And borrowing something of mine.

*a little voice*

A moment though. I have a little boy to put to bed it seems.

*footsteps and several moments of silence before they return*

There. Now where was I? Ah yes. I seem to have your body, Reno.

And so the curse of variety begins again. Well, at least it keeps things perfectly unpredictable and interesting. This might even be one of my favorite curses. Though, it is becoming consistent, don't you think?

Ah well. We can't have everything we want, now can we?

We sure as hell try though.

Enough of that depressing topic though. How is the curse treating everyone? Since I seem to have missed this one, I'm rather curious.

Well, well. What a pleasant surprise this is. I always love these days. All the new people around for a full day.

Come now, introduce yourselves. I am eager to meet you all.

Such fascinating pictures. And I seem to have some of my own. Though, I think I could have done without one of these at the very least.

Ah well. What can one do in such circumstances. Besides, while it was a painful experience it was for a purpose.

[ooc: Pictures for Lestat can include the following: attempting suicide by sunlight (that is a fanart that isn't mine), being bored while talking with Louis, singing on stage with his rock band, and a moment when he was human with his mastiffs in France. (I don't have pictures for the last two but see them anyways.]

Well now.

This made things interesting. All of you will have to let me know if it is any good. I cannot drink it after all.

There was a curse the day I arrived too. Just like there is today. A year has changed nothing about that apparently. Of course, one year ago the curse affected the luck of the citizens here. It had nothing to do with alcohol.

I do like this curse though.

One year. Has if really been so long?

Anita, I have found some dresses. I think you should take a look and let me know what you think.

First, we could go with a dress that will be sure to please Reeve later.

Then again, you could always go with the sweet look instead.

You'll have to let me know. I'd rather not make a pending purchase without your opinion.

At least this curse has the potential to be interesting.

And I remember who I am. Lucky me.

Now, let's see what I can do today.

*Just to spite yesterday, he's playing his violin. The tune is heated and fast. Something grip the heart and force you to listen. And then, the music builds and builds until finally, it ends with the point of leaving the audience wanting more.*

And that, is so much better.

[ooc: Sorry! I tried to find a recording I liked so you all could hear but I failed~]

*heavier than usual French accent*

This...

Where am I?

And...why am I holding Nicki's violin?

[ooc: I'm doing it again. What if Lestat didn't go to Paris? No vampire Lestat. Just pale, human Lestat with no extraordinary abilities and wanting freedom badly. All replies will be in voice since at this point in canon...he can't read.]