*Suddenly imagines Lestat complaining about the kitty hair on his new furniture*
“Are these a snack, mon cher? If you intend to keep all 10 of them as pets in our home, there will be consequences.” (*internally screaming* bc CAT HAIR ON RED VELVET CRIMINAL ACT)
Louis: “All eleven, you mean. This is Marcel, Jolie, Henriette, Murielle…what? Do you have a name preference? Cherie, Richelieu, Christophe…”
“Eleven, you say?” Lestat assumed a nonchalant pose to mask the inner turmoil, his annoyance at the transgressor sharpening into wit. “Perhaps we should enforce all dark-haired creatures in this house to wear collars, so we can better tell them apart.”
*Suddenly imagines Lestat complaining about the kitty hair on his new furniture*
“Are these a snack, mon cher? If you intend to keep all 10 of them as pets in our home, there will be consequences.” (*internally screaming* bc CAT HAIR ON RED VELVET CRIMINAL ACT)
No. You see it was a different view of Akasha the one I had. I took care of her for two hundred years; I spoke to her even when sometimes I thought she couldn’t hear me, I washed her, I did her hair, I prepared her clothes to be changed more often than Marius ever could, to take care of her was my life. I took care of her as one would of a parent, because that’s what she was to us. Akasha was the reason, the origin, like a sleeping god. I loved Akasha, but I would have never accepted the honor of being her partner, because for me her partner was right beside her, and he was receiving the same care and attention from me.
Anne Rice reveals the UK cover for the upcoming novel, Prince Lestat. (Check her FB page).
ooc: I don’t like it 😦
Do you know what I hate? Smile lines. They’re right up there with wrinkles. In fact that’s what it is. One big fat wrinkle. Lestat doesn’t have wrinkles. /// but omfg what if Lestat was real and this was actually him and he was having a fucking panic attack bc we all disliked his photo???
I-want-my-IWTV 