Valentine's Day. A day for lovers and apparently a day for a curse as well. But I haven't the time to think of that.

Chocolates for all the ladies I know. And a bouquet of roses that are lush and red.

After all, beautiful women deserve such lovely things. It is practically a fact of life.

( Private to Cloud )

There really are limits, my dear City. And this goes slightly beyond them.

I don't have much more to say other than...why the jeans I loathe so much?

Yes, Anita. I know you like them but really now...

[ooc: Switched with Anita XD He gets to wear the jeans she owns that he hates so much.]

*oh wow...has anyone ever heard this kind of darkness to his tone before?*

Anita's body was delivered to us. For that, I am grateful and I extend my gratitude.

Cloud, she will be staying in my room. I wish to watch over her and my room is the only one that can keep sunlight from touching my skin.

*a long pause*I will wait here until she rises ( Read more... )

Anita, Cloud, I have a surprise for you.

I'm coming in just a moment. You'll notice that the pets are not there. They you will see soon.

[ooc: And one new place is ready to go. Hey, they actually have a TV now too! And a state of the art stereo system! He's coming to the apartment to get you two with your new keys. Thomas, he's still ( Read more... )

This snow brings back so many memories. Even if it is just slush now. Memories of a time long since dead. Of a hunt ( Read more... )

I really must make clothing bets with you more often, mon cheri. The results are simply stunning after all.

The perfect dress, the perfect shoes, and the perfect jewelry. Now there is just one question left.

Where shall we go with you looking so lovely?

[ooc: What happening when Anita thinks Lestat can't figure out what size clothing she wears ( Read more... )

Hm...a new curse is it? That would certainly explain Anita's behavior. After all, money for justice? I do believe that to be unlike her ( Read more... )

Well now, I come home after days of being gone to find feathers everywhere and scarecrows in the streets. Some are quite vicious. The scarecrows, of course ( Read more... )

And so Anita is finally off on her own again. I thank all of you who aided me in providing her with food. And to Thomas, for bringing her clothing ( Read more... )

She rests. A sleep that seems eternal and heals the body. I wonder what goes through her mind as she sleeps there. Is it enough that he does not speak to her ( Read more... )