@Papimolloy and the sun had long since dipped below the horizon, leaving the landscape cast in deep, shadowy twilight.
โI always have a spot in mind. Follow me.โ
He began to walk through the dimly lit streets, putting his hands in his pockets.
โDaniel, oh ๐๐ฐ๐ฅ.โ
He raised an eyebrow, letting out a louder laugh than usual, bringing a hand to his forehead.
โI was just teasing you. Everythingโs okay.โ
Iโm looking at him again, now more serious.
โHow do you feel?โ
@fadjngv โ Sorry, mommy- โ he teased, but it sounded too weird coming out of his mouth and he cringed then quickly move on.
โ whatโs that supposed to mean? In that I donโt have one? Because I donโt anymoreโฆโ
โโฆ are you OK?โ He asks. It even almost sounds genuine.
@Papimolloy โYou know I have a lot to do. Donโt pout.โ
With that, he moved to open the front door, preparing to step outside his residence. A crisp, cool evening breeze immediately greeted him as he crossed the threshold. The day had fully surrendered to the night โ ยป
@Papimolloy He blinked slowly, recognizing the falsehood. After all those years, he had come to know him. There was no anger in the realization, only a quiet certainty.
โCan I offer you something to drink, like the old days?โ
He looked in front of him, without moving, but his words sounded like a punch in the face. At that moment he was thinking back to their past, how they had met, about everything they had had in seventy-seven years where they were companions. The weight of nearly eight โ ยป
"We'd been together for too long."
Had. What a distinction. There, and then nothing; a hole ripped out from the very poisoned chest, gaping, dripping blood that would not stop even now. Reaching to the side for a hand to hold only to find nobody there. Armand's face only
His tone was cold, his gaze lost in front of him. He would have accepted it, if he had told him earlier what he felt.
โBut obviously, I was better off when I was dead.โ
He couldnโt look at him. He couldnโt move any muscle in his body, entirely paralyzed by the sudden โ ยป
โI think I know your look ๐ธ๐ฆ๐ญ๐ญ. Enough to recognize its movement, by now.โ
He sat next to him on the bench, with an indecipherable look. He didnโt want to show anything from the armor he had put on.
establishment, the warmth of the indoor air, and the simple hum of ordinary life around them provided the perfect distraction from the dark, heavy memories of the past.
โIโm Louis.โ
โI can only imagine.โ
He let out an amused snort at his statement, placing the glass on the counter of the place where he had gone that night. The heavy glass hit the wood with a dull thud. He needed leisure, not to think for a few hours. The noise of the crowded โ ยป
โ some are hiding, others are not that discreet . but yes, i have seen and met creatures like we are. the world is so big and always hides a lot of surprises. โ
he said, a voice gruff that could not hide his vampire nature nor he wanted to. mysterious glance was
โHave you met others, like us?โ
The question was spontaneous, steeped in curiosity. He knew there were many more out there, hidden in the dark corners of the world, just like them. knew it was no longer in the days of when he was a kid from New Orleans, whoโs wandering the โ ยป
telepathy.
that gift was precious for many and many vampires which was conducting to lots of things that were anew to him.
โ i tend to travel a lot. this is one of my stops, so is true. i am a new vampire around these places. โ
He spoke to him directly through his mind, bringing his glass of Sazerac to his lips.
โIโve never seen you before, in this place, ๐๐ฆ๐ฐ๐ฏ๐ข๐ณ๐ฅ.โ
the nod was appreciated, meaning that there was no false pretences . he saw him and the other did too which was great.
a smile lingering as he mouthed his name, knowing that he would understand him.