re: moving to dw

[aureate]

You know I will miss Nuala and Edward if they cannot bring themselves to follow. Meta the hell of out them, babydoll, bring me my greatest loves! God's teeth, Quinn would be the sweetest of gifts to me here even if that little hellion Mona dragged on his heels. Take Claudia to me! Take Marius and throw him toward these open arms, he'll be weeping within the week if I disappear for too long, no matter the scathing sweetness his red devil whispers by way of comfort. You know how they are, ma chérie, we'll have to rock on either way.

So!

New coat, crushed velvet in cobalt, silver embroidery of arabesques all down the front in the old-style. You'll give it to me, won't you? You know it. Chantilly soaked into my new silk shirts over here in memory of Aunt Queen, the old darling was a rave of inspiration for us all. Bring me home to myself if nowhere else, sweetheart, do it as fast as possible or I couldn't bear the most minor of accented differences.

I want Louis, he must be here. He must be with me.

You're ripping apart a family and it isn't endearing in the slightest, watch out for your own personal Goblin. I'd call it your conscience.

Comments

[fish]

heheh... uh. It's called Baedal. It's kind of awful, but also pretty cool. There's a lot of dead guys there. But not too many! I mean... you wouldn't be, like. The only one. If it's even okay for me to know that. I can do that out here, right? Just kind of...know stuff?

Uh, hi.

[aureate]

'Dead guys'.

We're going to have to work on your vocabulary concerning my kind if this little meeting is to progress. Blood Drinkers - vampires, if that's any better. I don't go around calling humans funky breathing dudes. Although I should, just for kicks.

The point being, that was more than a little crass and you ought to apologize, I'm giving you this opportunity.

[fish]

Oh. I, uh... sorry. I mean, I'm dead too. But you're right, sorry, that was rude.

Um, we're called cruorvores in the city. That's like, the official word.

[aureate]

I've been called a lot of things, cruorvores doesn't bother me much. Not like 'dead guys', at the very least.

Don't worry about a thing. Since I prefer not to yank out information from supple and charming young minds, do you have a name or are we to eternally remain mysteries to one another? I can roll with that.

[fish]

I kinda like the mystery option, honestly. Like, just for now. Then it won't feel like we're repeating shit— uh, stuff. Repeating stuff later. I mean, if you come.

...To the city.

[aureate]

Ah, but what if I don't? Missed chances and all that.

[fish]

Thennn I'll come back here once a year and like, stare at the ground and shed a single tear. And leave a rose for you.

Like Batman.

[aureate]

Well, that's wonderfully creepy, what have I done to earn such earnest devotion over the span of five minutes? I'd be boggled, but it's a recurring theme, so yes, be Batman for me.

Oh, Bruce.

[fish]

I will. I'll be the most Batman ever. That doesn't actually make sense, but...fuck it, I'm Batman, I can say what I want.

[shades.]

So, you're coming, right.

[aureate]

I'll do my best, as I reassured Princess Nuala.

[caballero]

I'm never speaking to either of you in game.

[fish]

Oh shit. Sorry!

...Fuck. Great, now I can never be friends with actual Batman. ... This is your fault. [points at Lestat]

[aureate]

Batman doesn't like me now because of you, thanks a bunch.

[fish]

What? It's not because of me, get out. You encouraged it.

[aureate]

I did not.

[fish]

You did so, you were all, oh man, be Batman! And then I did and now everything's fucked.

[aureate]

I think he knows you want to be his Robin.

[fish]

Wow, I hope he doesn't think that, that's creepy. Also those little green shorts aren't really my style... you could pull it off, though, I'm pretty sure. The pantsless look.

[aureate]

I think I wore something like that when I was on tour - I can't really remember, early nights and late mornings.

[fish]

Yeah, I could see that.

Not that I'm, like, thinkin about you in booty shorts. Because I'm not.

[aureate]