lucien_lacroix (lucien_lacroix) wrote in parabolical, @ 2008-09-18 03:45:00 |
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Entry tags: | alessa gillespie, lucien lacroix |
Who: LaCroix (Open)
What: A very confused vampire man
When: Evening just after he arrived.
Where: bench at a bus stop
Rating: TBD
LaCroix was puzzled, no strike that, he was horribly baffled over his current situation. Last thing he had recalled was being in Toronto after finishing up a broadcast of his nightly show and taking a stroll about town like he always did. But something had gone wrong and now he was suddenly in wasn’t even in Canada! Oh his head hurt just trying to wrap his mind around what had happened, how did things get so bizarre?! The ancient let his azure depths to peer about him in a state of wonder and horror, a rare expression for a man known for his icy demeanor.
LaCroix wandered along the streets of L.A. looking much like a victim of some kind of disaster and was finding his way deep in shock. He felt the tether that connected him to his own seemed to have been stretched to the point he couldn’t feel them. Desperately his mind tried to search for his ‘children’ but they weren’t there and the realization of true loneness set in. He sunk down on a bus stop bench hanging his head in his perfect lily-white hands “This isn’t happening” he muttered to himself under his breath.