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lestat_00 (lestat_00) wrote in mirage_rpg,

Lestat was actually enjoying this; he hovered there, thirty stories above the ground, with this beautiful, wild, angry vampire slayer wrapped around his body. Reading her mind, he discovered she had prophetic dreams, paranormal strength and reflexes and a sex drive that would make a hooker blush. He liked this young woman’s toughness and her bravado…her breasts were quite nice as well.

Smiling at Faith, the vampire finally spoke, “I’m in no hurry, Faith. I feel quite cozy wrapped around you up here and am disinclined to put you the fuck down at this time”.

In her mind he saw another slayer and understood, “You’re not supposed to be a slayer, my dear”, he looked into her eyes and smiled, “You were a mistake”. Lestat had not been so entertained in someone’s mind for decades, “Poor Faith…just a cheap, dime store Buffy wannabe”, he made a dramatic pouty face, “How it must hurt. How you must want to kill that Buffy bitch!”.

As he read Faith’s mind and messed with it, he decided to drift towards the ranch complex, “Angel? What kind of name is that for a vampire? He doesn’t seem like a vampire at all. Louis would have liked him”, Lestat sighed. Brightening a bit, the vampire smiled, “Ah, Spike, I like this fellow, he seems like fun. Did you ever sleep with him? I could dig through your mind and find it, but I’d rather hear it in your words”.

As much as he teased Faith and baited her, Lestat respected her abilities and had no doubt that this slayer was every bit the equal, if not the better,of this Buffy.