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Show Armand some love. Write him a note expressing it, please? I’m begging ya! This whole Fuck/Marry/Kill game is upsetting him bc people keep choosing to kill him! Is Armand really so expendable? To everyone? *cries*
Of the thousands of immortals immolated in the rise of Akasha, Armand was one of the precious few who remained. And why is that do you wonder? There is nothing mysterious to it, in fact it is made quite plain.
As much as we grind on each other, at the very bottom of the bitterness, resentment, and jealousy Armand is a beloved of mine. He is my dark brother whom I have known almost the entirety of my immortality. Life with out him would seem…incomplete.
To answer your question is Armand expendable? Absolutely not.
“ ‘Clever,’ I said to him shortly and desperately, and, of course, he echoed that word as fast as I said it. And maddened as I was more by that than anything else, I found myself yielding to a slow smile, defying the sweat which had broken from every pore and the violent tremor in my legs. He also smiled, but his eyes had a ferocity that was animal, unlike my own, and the smile was sinister in its sheer mechanical quality.” – Louis de Pointe du Lac, Interview with the Vampire
“I want the K.”
3. Single-Lip Kiss
The United States have always fascinated Armand in some way. It is constantly changing, the people rising with their voices against the government or worming their way around it to live their ideal life. Vaguely, it reminds him of their old world France. Louis doesn’t agree.
He believes that America will never hold a candle to France, his homeland and therefore his treasure. Or it was.
But through the smoky alleyway and past the guarded bookcase, they sit listening to the roaring jazz of the band and clopping of the dancer’s heels on stage while men and women gamble and drink in their finest dresses and not caring for the Prohibition. And Louis, sitting beside him, buzzed from the fount of the once drunk and now deceased flapper beside him, looks at him in that way that looks guilty because he always longs for him when he’s like this, and he always seems to feel bad about it.
“You’re wrong, mon cher” Armand murmurs when he reaches over and smooths back Louis’ short,gelled back hair, “I think this country will become more than just powerful in due time."
Louis’ practically pouting at that, or the product in his hair, and Armand can’t help but kiss those lips when no one is looking, cradling his companion’s head and sucking the remaining blood on his bottom lip away with a gentle little tug.
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