Lestat de Lioncourt (i_liveforever) wrote in we_coexist, @ 2012-11-19 19:25:00 |
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Entry tags: | enigma, lestat de lioncourt |
the darkness (enigma)
He kept to the shadows.
Once, at this place, he'd met a girl named Bella Swan. She'd been sweet and a little dull and one-dimensional, and easy to talk to for all of those reasons. Tonight, Lestat was looking for a similar experience.
But he wanted to end it with the opening of human veins.
He hung around outside the cafe entrance, watching the people come and go, reading minds to find someone interesting.
Or evil.
Or pure. Pure like Honour. Oh, God, that'd be perfect. He'd have to start doing that. And leaving the girls outside her door.
He watched the approaching people, too, casually acting like he was waiting for someone, offering half-smiles when necessary.
That was what hunting was all about, right?