On possibly being sent to last_voyages

[london_goth]

First of all, I'm not a groupie. There's a difference between going under cover and what you're implying. Secondly, you want to send me to a prison ship where I'll be in charge of reforming some one I don't even know? Do you realize how bizarre that is? Of course you know!

Never mind the fact that Lestat is there. Who knows what he's gotten up to.

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[paws_for_thought]

You are but a puppet on their strings, my dear. That's not to say you can't twist a few strands every now and then...

[london_goth]

I know I have no say, it's just where I'm going is completely out of touch with my modern time frame.

[paws_for_thought]

An eclectic group of individuals, all bottled up in their tiny little rooms, day in and day out, nowhere to go. Sounds just like an office to me.

[london_goth]

An office in space.

[paws_for_thought]

I fail to see your point. Try again. Less whining this time.

[london_goth]

Whining?

[Because Jesse never whines. Liiiies]

I'm not whining.

[paws_for_thought]

Then what is the problem with this place? Time differences aside.

[london_goth]

I'm not sure how I'd fair as a warden, let alone a role model.

[paws_for_thought]

You are more a mouse than some rodents I've come across. Could you possibly do more than squeak to a stubborn inmate?

[Because that clearly helps with decision making.]

[london_goth]

I guess it all depends.

[She's a deeply unsure, meek librarian]

On who I'm put in charge of. I don't think I could keep anyone like Lestat in line.

[paws_for_thought]

Hm. Think on who you manage, then. I suspect that will be a much shorter list.

Meet Lestat's current Warden. <3

[slayage]

..Not too much, actually. Aside from the mauling of a few people when he first got here. Aaaand his most recent fang-y attack in supposed self-defense. B-But, he's been doing better with the not trying to make everyone his snack thing. Ish.

Mostly? He just stomps around in goth boots and pouts about his powers being all limited.

...because I clearly fail at hiatus

[anewgod]

Something you have not corrected. Do I have to tally up my good deeds for you? I thought you could manage to keep track.

lawl <3

[slayage]

Oh I'm keeping track. So far the columns? Really uneven.

[SMUG.] You should probably work on that.

[anewgod]

You should give me a reason to.

Here I thought we had progressed past "vampires = evil, slayers = angels" stage. Tsk.

[slayage]

[Eyeroll.] There are like, a million reasons. Plus, the nifty added bonus of my approval.

[Stare.] We've progressed. Believe me. Have you noticed how much I'm not slaying you?

[anewgod]

That is hardly encouragement. Slaying me would only demote you.

[slayage]

[Eyebrow raise of Doom.] You wanna bet?

[london_goth]

[Forever watching. Talamascans are good at blending in the background. It's like watching two kids arguing in the back seat of a car]

[london_goth]

Oh I see, she holds the leash.

[Jesse clearly isn't sure what to make of that, but if he's not out snapping necks, it's a good thing]

[anewgod]

I presume you would prefer it were you?

[ALL THE TEASING.]

[london_goth]

No.

[Maybe a different kind of leash]

I know I don't have the strength or influence to keep you in line.

[The park incident comes to mind]

[anewgod]

Oh, I am certain we could work on that, my little Talamascan...

[Your personal space is now belong to Lestat.]

[london_goth]

I'm not your little Talamascan.

[Hear that breathy tone of voice? Feel that slight shiver of goosebumps breaking out all over her body from his presence alone]

I'd be too lenient if I were your warden.

Pleasure to meet you!

[london_goth]

[Oh gee, Jesse can't even act surprised, nor does she spring to his defense. She just sort of sighs...]

Sounds like him.

[Wow, wait, back it up]

His powers are limited? How is he doing so much damage then?

You too! :D

[slayage]

He's still a vampire. Has his fangs matched with a hankering for human blood, heals pretty fast. And he's got that weird overly-dramatic defying gravity thing. It's enough for the unsuspecting.

So much <3

[london_goth]

Those are typical of the vampires I know of.

[A long pause]

He still has the leather pants?

[His most dangerous weapon]

threadjaaaack with needed icon

[anewgod]

Yes, Jesse. I do. Would you like to see them?

Aaand cue all the back pedaling EVER

[london_goth]

[Meek librarian mode is a GO ]

I don't think that will be necessary.

[You're evil]

But..but..he likes posing!

[anewgod]

Are you so certain? I find no one appreciates my leather pants the way you do.

[His voice has a certain edge to it. An edge called MY VOICE IS GIVING YOU WET DREAMS RIGHT NOW.]

EVIL!

[london_goth]

I never should have brought that up.

[That? That's the sudden sensation of blood rushing to her cheeks]

Tell me more about the restrictions placed on you.

[Because she wants to hear his side of it and get her mind off some....feverish images he's invoking]

[anewgod]

[By way of response, he'll wind an arm around her waist, and circle around to her front. Second arm joins the first, and very soon, they'll be floating a few steps above the ground.]

I can still do this. Hold on tight, Jesse.

[...Except he now lacks the proper inhuman strength. So he'll just hold her real close.]

[london_goth]

[Jesse's pulse quickens in response to his closeness, but strangely enough it doesn't jolt when he levitates them. Like she trusts him not to let her fall. Even if they're only a few steps off the ground.

She does, however, gasp and sling her arms around his neck in response. That's never going to get old]

I said tell, not show. Your warden could be watching.

[anewgod]

[Just a small laugh here. The only other powers not dampened by the barge limitations are his senses. He hears that blood quicken, can feel her heartbeat practically against his skin, as close as they are.]

You dislike voyeurism? [HE.CANNOT.RESIST.] Let her watch, if she wishes. I am doing nothing wrong.

[london_goth]

[Stop making her hormones all....HORMONAL!!]

You're going to be a terrible influence on me......

[Shame on you Lestat! Jesse doesn't want a reputation as a vampire groupie...even if she IS one]

<3

[slayage]

So you're from his world, huh? [IIIIINTERESTING.]

Oh yeah. He's still got those. [Said in a way that's kind of.. Teasing him. She doesn't frown on leather pants, she's got plenty pairs herself. But his fashion sense just drives her crazy in general. :|]

We're the worst thread jackers ever, lol

[london_goth]

I think so, seems like we're talking about the same Lestat I know.

[NOW she acts all vague about her connection to him]

I see.

[A slight uncomfortable clearing of her throat. Mental images of those hip hugging pants are forever ingrained in her mind]

I think I should introduce myself. I'm Jesse Reeves.

It's awesome. XD

[slayage]

[Hrmmmm. Buffy is suspecting you of being a fangirl now. :|]

Buffy Summers. I'm Lestat's warden. [Light smile. Then.. DOWN TO BUSINESS.]

So. How do you know Lestat?

[london_goth]

[She pretty much is, but it's hardly her fault. It's more like she's obsessed with vampires in general. He's the first she called out]

Pleasure to meet you.

[Manners, she has them]

Oh? We met once or twice.

[She read his journal, went looking for him as vamp bait, chaos ensued]

I'm part of a group that studies and watches the supernatural. Lestat was the first vampire to reveal himself as such out in the open.

[scentbombed]

How do you feel about werewolves? Let's just say it's out of curiosity.

[london_goth]

I don't know. I've studied Lycanthrope lore, but never came across one before. I suppose since they're human most of the month, a werewolf might be easier to handle.

[scentbombed]

[Yeesh.] Oh, dear. It's not really... like that.

[london_goth]

Ah, well it appears the knowledge I hold of the supernatural from where I'm from may not apply everywhere.

[scentbombed]

To be fair, I had the same discovery. But don't worry, when it comes to the Barge werewolves, you won't need to be "handling" anything.