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WHO: Lestat and Gisele and ?
WHAT: Lestat ish hungry, and got out of his room since Rayne renounced her protectiveness, and Gisele got in the way
WHERE: Random hallway somewhere
RATING: T, maybe? He is sucking her blood, so i don't know.
Lestat was free. After seeing Raynes post he'd tested his door. It had opened. So his threat to starve himself and all his rantings had worked. Right now he was starving, he planned on attempting to sneak to the kitchen, but then, Rayne wasn't here to dictate weather or not he drank the bottled blood. He took off down the hallway, quite glad he had a little bit of speed left, although not as fast as he was in New Orleans. The thirst ripped at his insides like an animal trying to get out. "It's only been a couple of days..." he thought to himself.
He was halfway down the hallway, stopping, he smelled blood up ahead, and it wasn't a bottle. Oh the smell! How it tore at his insides, and so young and innocent this smell was! He spotted the red head, Gisele? He believed? He'd never met her, only seen her journal entries, "Bonjour, mon cher," he said, tilting her head at her. His blue eyes held that predatorial glint, his fangs he'd extended for biting into flesh and sucking the person dry. He circled her, smiling in a sickly pleasant way, "What are you doing here alone?" God her neck almost yearned for him to bite it.
ooc: wasn't sure how to start this, so left it open for Giselle to pop in ^_^ Also tried to give her something to work with.
WHAT: Lestat ish hungry, and got out of his room since Rayne renounced her protectiveness, and Gisele got in the way
WHERE: Random hallway somewhere
RATING: T, maybe? He is sucking her blood, so i don't know.
Lestat was free. After seeing Raynes post he'd tested his door. It had opened. So his threat to starve himself and all his rantings had worked. Right now he was starving, he planned on attempting to sneak to the kitchen, but then, Rayne wasn't here to dictate weather or not he drank the bottled blood. He took off down the hallway, quite glad he had a little bit of speed left, although not as fast as he was in New Orleans. The thirst ripped at his insides like an animal trying to get out. "It's only been a couple of days..." he thought to himself.
He was halfway down the hallway, stopping, he smelled blood up ahead, and it wasn't a bottle. Oh the smell! How it tore at his insides, and so young and innocent this smell was! He spotted the red head, Gisele? He believed? He'd never met her, only seen her journal entries, "Bonjour, mon cher," he said, tilting her head at her. His blue eyes held that predatorial glint, his fangs he'd extended for biting into flesh and sucking the person dry. He circled her, smiling in a sickly pleasant way, "What are you doing here alone?" God her neck almost yearned for him to bite it.
ooc: wasn't sure how to start this, so left it open for Giselle to pop in ^_^ Also tried to give her something to work with.