[31] A brief jubliation
[The video turns on to a familiar face to the barge. He looks slightly paler than usual, quite a feat for the already pale vampire, having returned from death at the hands of an aztec warrior and not spending the entire week in the infirmary. Despite this, he is almost uncharacteristically happy... having been reunited with Claudia after a 100 years.]
Mes copains, I make this post in one the brief moments of stillness this barge takes. It is one disaster after another, but life continues on the barge. We burn, we awaken. Our hearts are removed, we are revived once more. The ship still sails and we move forward, towards darkness or light we cannot know.
My name is Louis de Pointe du Lac, and unless my situation has altered significantly I would be still an inmate. Yes, still. I was here once before. At first my return was like walking through a dreamland, I was uncertain of the reality of it. The domains of memory and fantasy were blurred but now it is clearer.
[He looks away from the camera, as if someone is standing on the other side of it. He likes what he sees; his face lights up to the sight of his beloved. Louis is making this post from her room afterall.]
Like looking through glass, I see the truth of it all. I am dead and this is the barge. My eternal rest is in the hands of the admiral and his unfortunate steering capabilities. I--
[And then something ripples throughout the ship. Louis' falters, his mind gift activating. The transmission buzzes and shorts out momentarily. When the tranmission returns the vampire looks curiously to the side of camera where Claudia is, all the while holding his head ever so slightly]
Did you sense that, cherie? What was that sound?
[Bzzzzzt he walks off camera, but returns a little later to finish his message to...]
[Private to Donny]
[He tosses with starting a message to his old warden, but he cares for him still.]
Monsieur, I-- I'm sorry I left. You did so much for me that you could ever know. Despite your faults, you will always have my love and adoration. I hope you are well rested. I saw that you were taken ill in the infirmary. I wish you the fastest of recoveries.
[Private to Martha]
Thank you, for all your assistance.
[Vampire Filter]
Before our numbers were so few. Who remains here of my kin? Damon? Spike? [Not this spike, mind you, the previous spike that was here] Aleera?
Mes copains, I make this post in one the brief moments of stillness this barge takes. It is one disaster after another, but life continues on the barge. We burn, we awaken. Our hearts are removed, we are revived once more. The ship still sails and we move forward, towards darkness or light we cannot know.
My name is Louis de Pointe du Lac, and unless my situation has altered significantly I would be still an inmate. Yes, still. I was here once before. At first my return was like walking through a dreamland, I was uncertain of the reality of it. The domains of memory and fantasy were blurred but now it is clearer.
[He looks away from the camera, as if someone is standing on the other side of it. He likes what he sees; his face lights up to the sight of his beloved. Louis is making this post from her room afterall.]
Like looking through glass, I see the truth of it all. I am dead and this is the barge. My eternal rest is in the hands of the admiral and his unfortunate steering capabilities. I--
[And then something ripples throughout the ship. Louis' falters, his mind gift activating. The transmission buzzes and shorts out momentarily. When the tranmission returns the vampire looks curiously to the side of camera where Claudia is, all the while holding his head ever so slightly]
Did you sense that, cherie? What was that sound?
[Bzzzzzt he walks off camera, but returns a little later to finish his message to...]
[Private to Donny]
[He tosses with starting a message to his old warden, but he cares for him still.]
Monsieur, I-- I'm sorry I left. You did so much for me that you could ever know. Despite your faults, you will always have my love and adoration. I hope you are well rested. I saw that you were taken ill in the infirmary. I wish you the fastest of recoveries.
[Private to Martha]
Thank you, for all your assistance.
[Vampire Filter]
Before our numbers were so few. Who remains here of my kin? Damon? Spike? [Not this spike, mind you, the previous spike that was here] Aleera?