[A very feminine, but lower alto (and quite irritated) voice first comes on:] Oh this is ( Read more... )

[Armand's busy in the library, pacing and otherwise, not at all looking like his usual creepy, arrogant self. Drinking from Neil had left him with a shaky hold on his memory and reality; he needed something to root him to this place, this dimension. More than anything, he didn't want to think about those memories that had been scraped up by the ( Read more... )

My name is Armand, not Andrei.

[Private to Rex]

I need your company. Now. Or I will come seek you.

[Private to Louis]

You, especially, will only refer to me as Armand.