I would have to agree… I’m not familiar with most of Leonard Cohen’s pieces but the ones I know, I definitely think Louis would find very relatable.
This performance of Hallelujah by
Hillary Clinton (Kate McKinnon) was deeply touching to Louis, I’m sure…
I don’t think that’s a paradox at all! Gabrielle could have a lab somewhere in a rural little town, w/ internet access and equipment to study whatever natural phenomena she likes, and I bet she would have preferences for sleeping in different kinds of soil, the different textures and scents. Maybe with the vampire Eleni at her side…
She loves the act of climbing out of the earth every night, like a plant pushing it’s way up, killing her breakfast, and then rinsing off in a stream or waterfall…
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♠(Louis) Mais, oui, fire burns even in humid places. Where there’s a will, there’s a way, as they say. Lestat thanks you for the birthday wishes, by the way, and we did have candles, and no one was injured. It’s insulting that people have this perception that I burn things accidentally, believe me, it’s almost never an accident. Or perhaps they are aware that’s it’s done on purpose…
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It isn’t humid here year-round, but yes, we love the heat, we love the flora and fauna that love the heat, many things are different, more sultry, in the dead heat of summer. Although I do visit other places, I wouldn’t trade New Orleans as my true home for anywhere else on earth.
As for my hair and the humidity, well, even as a mortal my hair was not very affected by the elements, and it isn’t now. My sister and mother on the other hand, they were always at war with the damp air during the summer months. It was a source of great amusement for my brother and I.
They do care, and they probably would have intense debates about the candidates, but they wouldn’t advocate for one or the other. You can check out Lestat’s answer to this question here.
I think Louis put their stance very eloquently in QOTD (my emphasis added):
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“It’s their world, not ours,” he said humbly. “Surely we forfeited it when we lost our mortality. We have no right now to interrupt their struggle. If we do we rob them of victories that have cost them too much! Even in the last hundred years their progress has been miraculous; they have righted wrongs that mankind thought were inevitable; they have for the first time developed a concept of the true family of man.
… Don’t interfere with them. Even if they kill each other! Give them time to see this new vision realized; give the cities of the West, corrupt as they may be, time to take their ideals to a suffering and blighted world.”
Cut for length.
That was the issue that was brought up in QOTD, whether they had a responsibility to have political power and/or have influence the world or not. There was a council of sorts, and some heavy debate was had, mainly on the part of Lestat’s ultra feminist SJW girlfriend vs. literally everyone else except Lestat who mostly sat there terrified into silence and not taking sides, and it ended with the general agreement that they shouldn’t meddle in mortal affairs.
This is partly bc writing their involvement into actual historical events could be difficult if not impossible (What, did they fight in WWII? Which side? How would that even work, concealing their vampirism from their fellow soldiers??!), and partly bc AR herself wasn’t very political back in earlier canon.
(Side note: Louis and Claudia left America close to the beginning – or before? – the Civil War started, it wasn’t addressed in canon, Lestat was on his way to Paris to see Armand, and then Lestat slept through WWII…)
Even now, in the later books, AR keeps her world mostly separate from the Real World; IIRC, Hurricane Katrina was never mentioned in canon, and one would think that NOLA-branch coven founders Louis and Lestat would at least comment on that obviously devastating tragedy. At least one fanfic writer did take up the challenge of weaving in Katrina, and did it very tastefully. So it’s possible, but AR hasn’t gone there.
I’m sure they do things w/ their hair, if you have eternity to do it, why not?
Actually I think Louis, who already has wavy hair, might really like having curls for a change! He’d definitely enjoy the warmth from the curling iron. They both really love having their hair played with, too, especially by eachother ❤
Definitely w/ Nicolas, and Lestat did tell Louis to get into the coffin on top of him on Louis’ first night!
… Lestat doesn’t like limiting himself with labels ;]
Not a strange question at all! It does affect me, in a positive way 😀
It works on bad days, too, I’ll just remind myself that Lestat doesn’t take this kind of crap from anyone, he just dusts himself off and kicks the asses that needed kicking!
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EVEN WHEN ITS HIS OWN ASS IN THE DESERT!)
♛*laughs* My, what a vivid imagination you have, anonyme! Wouldn’t you just love to know what’s in our toy boxes… BOXES, plural.
My passion for new technology is no secret. I’ll take “hoe” as a compliment, as I am an avid connoisseur of pleasure in all its forms.
♛ Merci, visage gris. It was a long night, with different chapters, always one of my favorite nights of the year. We drink in the revelry of everyone dressed as their favorite monsters and characters… and there are always at least a few extra of “me” strolling around NOLA every year.
This is also the one night of the year I can truly smile widely, show my fangs, and get compliments on how very real they look, and which fangsmith did I get them from? I’ll answer, always with a little bitterness: “Magnus, but he’s long since retired.” I’ll allow admirers to touch them, if I’m in a generous mood.
Sometimes the coven gathers together at a costumed ball for just ourselves, or we’ll decide to throw a charity ball and invite our mortal friends. This year Louis and I stayed in NOLA and spent it doing our own thing.
I don’t carve pumpkins, but Louis does, he’ll do the simple toothy smile style, to let the kids of the neighborhood know we’re open for business, but we also love going to carving contests to see what the truly talented artists can do with just knives and vegetables.
Years ago, we found our pumpkins unceremoniously destroyed, and the culprit in the courtyard, none other than our dearest Mojo, still licking the innards of his victims off his muzzle! After that, we fed him
pieces of raw pumpkin as a treat whenever they were in season, and set the pumpkins for display out of his reach.
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I shook Louis awake earlier than he’s accustomed to so that we could catch as much of the parade as possible. He knows this is the annual drill so he kept his complaints to a minimum. Rushing through the flat, throwing on whatever, there’s little time to dress up, as the parade begins very close to sunset. No matter, there would be three wardrobe changes later on… We caught up with it on Canal.
After that, we dressed up for the trick-or-treaters, and handed out candy at the flat, of course. Candy corn? A strange invention, and some say it tastes awful, but you have to realize there has always been candy that’s been seen as lower-class or disgusting, especially for those who can afford better. I buy it anyway, it’s pretty and smells pleasant.
Louis dressed as a black cat, complete with ears and tail (a costume he recycles far too much) and I, being a witch, got into a heated debate with a precocious little bat-child about which Hogwarts house I belonged to. Louis intervened, gave the child a full-size bar of something she wanted, and shooed her away. At any rate, it’s not resolved.
We changed into the more adult costumes for the clubs and bars, and played the game of chasing eachother from one to another, picking up dinner in the midst of the crowd, no death delivered tonight, a taste of a delicious David Bowie here, a bite of a sexy nun there. Louis says I have a preference for religiously-costumed people, and he’s very right. Holy water for my evil little soul!
For the third costume change of the evening, well, I’ll leave that to your imagination, but it was back home, an intimate moment together *winks*
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