|
Post by Nicolas de Lenfent on Jan 5, 2009 13:06:09 GMT -5
It's so striking you should say that. I feel suddenly aware that you might have desires. Pardon, but I usually think of them as whims or deep unconscious motives, but nothing of the usual sort such that you would become defensive were I to say something cynical about them.
Does that sound like something biting? It isn't at all meant to. I'm quite serious. I've never thought of it before.
|
|
|
Post by Armand on Jan 5, 2009 16:16:26 GMT -5
I am glad to have introduced a new object of thought for you, then. But perhaps you're right- I can't say I've desired anything for many years. Hmmm. That is, of course, after only a moment's thought.
And you, Nicolas? Do you have desires? Do you actually ever think things out before you act, or work towards a goal? I don't mean to sound derisive either- merely curious.
|
|
|
Post by Nicolas de Lenfent on Jan 5, 2009 16:22:54 GMT -5
I hardly expect derision from you, Armand, after all the tenderness you've shown me thus far. I do have desires. In fact, I think that's really all I have - but the ability to work towards achieving them is something else entirely. I am not sure I could articulate them if I tried.
On rare occasion, I do think before I act. It is very difficult, though. There was a time when a composed facade came naturally to me, but I find it draining now.
I confess, I burn to know what in the world you could desire.
|
|
|
Post by Armand on Jan 5, 2009 16:52:23 GMT -5
People, mostly. I'm sure you've discovered that with the abilities you have as a vampire, hardly anything material is difficult enough to aquire that would lead to a desire for it. And I was going to say, when you can read men's minds nothing is impossible to obtain, but I don't know whether you possess that ability or not. Supposedly it's rude to ask- out of respect, I wouldn't ask anyone else. You should have been there at the vampire conference. Since you read you must already know- how carefully the things like that were danced around, no one saying a word about how they might have gotten there, or who could do this or that, or where one obtained one's certainty of information.
But you're quite different, Nicolas. I think we've passed the need to dance around one another a few hundred years ago. Or at least I have. You never did care for the subtle, did you. So?
|
|
|
Post by Nicolas de Lenfent on Jan 5, 2009 17:02:11 GMT -5
Excuse me, Armand, but I have always possessed the ability to be subtle. Despite the violence of my plays or my music, for example, the true poetry in them has always been the underlying subtlety that outlasts the sensationalism every time. I will be gracious enough to admit that I understand why you might ask and therefore will not press the matter. But it wounds me to think you could expect otherwise.
Yes. I do possess it. I loathe to use it, though. It is easier for me to flood another's mind with images than extract them from it, and when I attempt the latter, the former happens naturally. I feel shaken; I mistake memories that are not mine for my own, and those that are for another's; and when this latter happens, I feel a closeness to the subject that I did not anticipate. It makes me either strikingly violent with loathing for the qualities I think they possess which are actually mine, or tender for the same. I don't think I have tried it for a very long time.
|
|
|
Post by Armand on Jan 5, 2009 21:18:37 GMT -5
I'm sorry. It wasn't my intention to wound you with my admittedly careless and ill-spoken words.
|
|
|
Post by Nicolas de Lenfent on Jan 6, 2009 10:30:23 GMT -5
Now, you must be sarcastic. Do tell me.
|
|
|
Post by Armand on Jan 6, 2009 11:22:02 GMT -5
I'm not. Cross my heart and hope to die.
|
|
|
Post by Nicolas de Lenfent on Jan 6, 2009 12:00:38 GMT -5
Of course you do.
I do hate it when you lie.
|
|
|
Post by Armand on Jan 6, 2009 14:10:35 GMT -5
Nicolas, you assume I am always lying, but that's not true. I only lie when there's reason to do so. Not even half the time, I think.
|
|
|
Post by Nicolas de Lenfent on Jan 6, 2009 14:13:50 GMT -5
It would make so much sense for that to have been a lie. Never mind. I'm done attempting to figure you out. It's impossible to do in text. I have so much more sympathy for Lestat's book now. I can't imagine trying to put you into a sentence. No wonder he failed.
|
|
|
Post by Armand on Jan 6, 2009 14:18:50 GMT -5
I'm sorry...?
No, I'm not at all. Here, I'll tell you that I'm lying. I am glad you find me inscrutible. If I were so shallow that you could figure me out so easily...I would feel cheated.
|
|
|
Post by Nicolas de Lenfent on Jan 6, 2009 14:42:55 GMT -5
Would that I could figure you out, then.
|
|
|
Post by Armand on Jan 6, 2009 16:29:56 GMT -5
Mmm. My sympathy for your plight knows no bounds.
|
|
|
Post by Nicolas de Lenfent on Jan 6, 2009 16:33:31 GMT -5
Now you are being sarcastic. You really have no idea how angry I am actually getting right now. You should probably not keep replying.
|
|