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softer-things:

Anybody else remember that time that Lestat was chasing Louis through the streets and Louis closed a glass door in his face and Lestat splatted into it like a big bird into a Windex’d window?

‘Cause I sure as hell do. Occasionally I remember the scene and chuckle to myself.

“…And so he ran after me all the way back to the hotel, all the way across the rooftops, where I hoped to lose him, until I leaped in the window of the parlor and turned in rage and slammed the window shut. He hit it, arms outstretched, like a bird who seeks to fly through glass, and shook the frame.” – Louis de Pointe du Lac, Interview with the Vampire

What do you love most about Lestat?

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merciful-death:

My muse HAS to answer everything truthfully for one hour, starting now!

It is impossible to expect me to give one definitive answer.  To love in such a manner, it is not a matter of picking favorite traits.

I love his vigor.  He’s not one to allow himself to become bored or secluded easily.  He does not think before he acts.  He simply does, and I have always envied him for being able to live in such a way.

I love his capacity to love others.  Lestat sees in humanity all of the positives, of which I also cannot claim to fathom for myself.  He sees beauty in all.  There is no being in this world that he does not feel is important in some way.

I love the forgiveness that he is capable of giving.

I love his seductiveness, his tenderness, and even his cruelty.

I love him as a whole.