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lestat_00 (lestat_00) wrote in mirage_rpg,
@ 2008-06-06 14:05:00

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arrival, complete, day 2, lestat de lioncourt, nymphadora tonks

Day 02
Who: Lestat and Tonks
What: Arrival of Lestat de Lioncourt
When: After sundown
Where: The Lake
Rating: at least PG13 for now
Status: COMPLETE

Lestat thought that he loved Akasha, but it was her magnificence he loved…her power…himself reflected in her eyes. Her beauty was beyond compare, but he found that it was a beauty with a very ugly side…a beauty that he must end…and so, when the others moved aside, he took Akasha…without hesitation…without pity. Her blood surged with the heat of ancient majesty and power as it burned through every cell of his undead body… “Stop before their heart stops”, he was taught. It was not so this time. No, this time, Lestat was to be a martyr…the Savior of his kind!

No Lestat…Maharet? Maharet will be our savior? So be it! Lestat stepped aside to let the ancient vampiress end Akasha. Fuck it! He didn’t want to die anyway. There was still plenty to do…Questions that needed answering, concerts to give…but for now, he walked over to Jesse and knelt by her; supporting her head with one hand, he raised his other wrist to his mouth and bit into the underside to get the blood freely flowing…this he placed to the girl’s mouth, feeding her from his body…making her like him…

…and then he was kneeling on a pier that jutted out into a large lake in the middle of nowhere. He stood up and looked around cautiously and then he froze…two moons?! Lestat drew his body up and thrust out his chest. His eyes searched the Heavens. Who dared? Only God or Lucifer surely…

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lestat_00
2008-06-13 11:38 am UTC (link)

Lestat enjoyed walking with Tonks as they headed for this tablet she spoke of…she was a living contradiction that he found curious and delightful. A powerful witch that was neither scary nor boastful…and she even had trouble keeping her balance it seemed, but the vampire didn’t doubt her power or intelligence for one moment; he loved the eccentric and she certainly was.

Enjoying the night air and the light of the twin moons, he made conversation, “So, this ‘Hogwarts’ is a university for wizards and witches, you say?”, you could see the wheels turning in Lestat’s mind, “Perhaps there should be a school for newly turned vampires…”, he looked at her and then laughed at himself, “Sounds ridiculous, doesn’t it, but there’s a lot an older vampire can teach these young blood suckers”. He walked a few steps in silence and then spoke softly, “My sire taught me nothing”.

As they neared the buildings, the vampire grew interested, “I can feel the souls inside…a great many, Tonks. That’s good. Now, where is this tablet?”. He followed her to the center of the resort and he read the tablet. He stood before it for quite a long time…frozen, as if he were a statue. He contemplated these words over and over…he was a vampire and he was being told two things…Your every need will be fulfilled and You will not kill. Ever.. These two things swirled around and around in his mind and somehow failed to mesh. He turned to Tonks and smiled, “So, lovely Lady, I believe we are birds in a gilded cage”, he twirled a lock of her hair around one of his pale fingers, “You would be a flamingo”, he teased, giving her a wink.

Pressing his lips to her hand once more, he bid her goodnight and thanked her for her help, “I should certainly like to see you again if that would be acceptable with the Lady?”, inquired before leaving.

Lestat had a mission before he went to his room…he would corner one of those damned assistants mentioned in the tablet and get some answers!

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tonks_please
2008-06-13 12:04 pm UTC (link)

"No, not a university. A school, just like many in Britian. Seven years, starting at the age of around eleven, and going to seventeen."

Some wizards and witches would be horrified that she was speaking so casually of Hogwarts, but it wasn't like anyone non-magical could find it. Besides, she wasn't even on the same world anymore. She trusted her instincts, in general, and was fairly certain that speaking on her former school could do nothing. She even elaborated.

"You go to Hogwarts, or to another magic school, and then you go into further training. For me, obviously, it was the Ministry of Magic's Auror training program. Now, I hunt dark wizards, and fight against the minions of You-Know-Who." The witch frowned as she turned to look at the charismatic vampire. "Only, of course, you don't know who, do you? Well, anyways, that's about it."

Wondering just why she'd told a good chunk of her life story to the vampire, she frowned softly and was silent as he read the tablet. She blinked when he spoke to her and touched a strand of her brilliant hair, and gave him a grin that was typical of her.

"I never thought of it that way, but we are? You are, then, some sort of eagle. A beautiful hunting bird. And I, well, I can be any sort of bird I want, can't I?"

Her hair went from the darkest black to the brightest gold and then settled back into the pink color she clearly prefered. She was still blushing a little from the comment she'd made about him being an eagle. Really, quite unlike her.

"Yeah, Lestat, I kinda liked talking to you. Maybe we could meet sometime in the next few days? You can let me know. I'm in room E 102, if you need anything, or just want to drop by."

She yawned and stretched. She, herself, was tired. She'd met two new people today, found herself stupidly attracted to both of them, and also tried to learn how to horseback ride. She was exhausted, and knew she would go straight to her bed and probably sleep right away. Or maybe see about redecorating... pink was lovely, but she was thinking maybe to try purple or blue, next. The thought brought a smile to her lips.

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