Oh, what a title to bear!? But I made a thing for you, anon.
Here’s the pretty scene what took a place in Palais Royal (from The Vampire Lestat, part V: The Vampire Armand), first thing what came up to my mind since I couldn’t think about anything original.
I love those two idiots.
I had tears in my eyes when I reread that part after a long time oh my god
merciful-death: “Prediction: Lestat is guilty of this and after three hundred pages of him attempting modern slang, he’s finally crowned Pope Lestat.”
LOUIS: What the hell is this? (picks up vial from coffee table) LESTAT: Oh, that. Just something I picked up somewhere. LOUIS: (opens it, sniffs) Is that blood? A mortal’s blood? LESTAT: FUCKING HELL, LOUIS, IT’S A HOLY RELIC, YOU’RE TAINTING IT! LOUIS: I’m tainting it??! Oh no! Now I’m COMPLETELY damned… *rolls eyes*
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