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Sept 18, 2008 20:07:30 GMT -5
Post by Lestat Lioncourt on Sept 18, 2008 20:07:30 GMT -5
"How many times do I have to tell you I haven't died!?"
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Claudia
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Sept 18, 2008 20:11:21 GMT -5
Post by Claudia on Sept 18, 2008 20:11:21 GMT -5
She rolled her eyes to the ceiling; honestly, how could some people be so dense?
"I know you haven't. Not yet. Or perhaps never, now, I don't really know! The point is, at some point in a future year, you were the one responsible for my, and Louis's, condition." She tossed the trinket his way. "Oh, and by the by...there wouldn't happen to be an Armand around, would there...?"
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Sept 18, 2008 20:12:29 GMT -5
Post by Lestat Lioncourt on Sept 18, 2008 20:12:29 GMT -5
((lol Lestat doesn't know.))
"Not as far as I know." *He said impatiently.* "Now clearly, you're mad, and I will be taking my leave."
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Claudia
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Sept 18, 2008 20:16:23 GMT -5
Post by Claudia on Sept 18, 2008 20:16:23 GMT -5
((Ah, that could be interesting later, then, if they do meet.))
"Fine," she snapped impatiently, "I wouldn't want to spend one more minute living with you, anyway." She was about to turn away, when she was suddenly struck with an idea. If it hadn't yet happened, then what if...?
"Wait. One more thing: don't go to New Orleans in ((*year*)). I don't know, if you must have Louis, do it here, not in some filthy graveyard there. And don't worry about the plantation, he'd just wind up burning it down anyway. ...I want to see what happens if this doesn't repeat itself."
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Sept 18, 2008 20:35:32 GMT -5
Post by Lestat Lioncourt on Sept 18, 2008 20:35:32 GMT -5
*He rolled his eyes, already walking away.*
"The world's gone mad..." *He muttered.*
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Sept 19, 2008 20:17:05 GMT -5
Post by Claudia on Sept 19, 2008 20:17:05 GMT -5
Claudia stared after him, thinking hard. Much as she had wound up hating him, well, she couldn't deny that...well, that she had once felt something for him. But what did that mean now that it hadn't happened...? Sighing, she turned and walked away, thinking hard. ((And...cue montage! au.youtube.com/watch?v=8D9rtgPDKqQ&feature=related))
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